Chapter 82 Visitors from Extraterrestrial Space
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One and a half years have passed.
In a high tower, everyone was holding a meeting.
Qin Xia, Angron, the gladiators, Brown, these core figures were all present.
In addition to them there are production representatives elected by civilians and military officers.
And two identical white-haired girls standing together holding hands.
"The Murray family has enough food stored in the warehouse to last for a long time. Because of this, although we can't produce food, at least we don't have to worry about it."
"Ten thousand The professional soldiers have received training for half a year, and their standard equipment has been fully equipped. When we launch a crusade against the slave owners, they will serve as an important armed force."
Brown told the crowd. the current situation.
In the past year and a half, he has been doing all the work on statistics.
“But this does not mean that we can only mobilize 10,000 people. We can mobilize all workers if necessary.”
“The productivity of almost the entire fortress territory during this period They are all invested in the production of military supplies and armored vehicles. Thanks to this, we can use war machines in the war."
"As for the production of omnics...I said before that I can handle it. But I’m sorry, I couldn’t do it. The entire production line of Nuceria’s intelligent equipment is in Desia City. I have the design drawings, but the problem is that our existing technology and production lines cannot meet the production needs.”
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Qin Xia is already very satisfied with everything.
The production capacity of this fortress territory is already very high. The reason is that Nuceria has advanced technology. If it were not deliberately restricted by the slave owners, a sufficient number of intelligent machines could even completely replace labor, which would be even greater. More people are displaced from basic labor such as resource extraction and metal smelting, allowing humans to engage in more advanced production and manufacturing.
Qin Xia’s eyes fell on the original body.
Angron's height stopped half a year ago, which may be related to the stable environment, but his psychology and wisdom are still growing.
The original body wears large custom-made armor produced by workers. The entire heavy armor is completely driven by the strong power of the original body.
Hanging from the waist of the armor is a chain ax called the "Slaveholder's Widow Making Machine".
Angron was currently placing his hand on the handle of the chain axe, looking at Brown with a steady look and expression, and also listening.
When he noticed Qin Xia's gaze, the original body looked at Qin Xia and showed a very sunny smile.
The original body has done a lot in this year and a half. He studied science and technology with Qin Xia, and worked together on how to better use the original body's talents.
He can even absorb the negative emotions of others now.
In order to hone his mind, the original body would go to the homes of civilians every night, and make people pour out their sorrows to him through questioning and caring. Then he would feel the emotions of those people, absorb their pain, and then he would feel the emotions of those people. Through the suffering, I forced myself to learn how to digest negative emotions.
In this process, the original body also learned how to get along with people heart to heart.
When anyone faces Angron, who can sense his own emotions and absorb his own pain, those psychological defenses will be useless. The hidden pain will be dug out and absorbed by Angron... These will become causes The catalyst for people to quickly establish a relationship of absolute trust with Angron.
In short, although Angron still has a lot to learn and a lot of room for growth, he has made rapid progress and tempered his mind by feeling and absorbing the painful emotions of others. Now at least he will not Sad and sad for the death of the enemy, secretly happy and excited for the malicious praise.
“Looks like we’re making great progress.”
A gladiator named Cromache, carrying a brass broadsword on his back, took over after Brown finished speaking.
The moment Cromach spoke, the gladiators, officers and production representatives present were all tense.
“But weapons and equipment alone are not enough, we also need medicines.” Kromach took out a plastic white bottle from his waist, “This is a medicine from Kromach’s medicine workshop. He uses Using advanced medicine technology, you only need to crush it and pour it on the wound to stop the bleeding." Cromach took the medicine bottle and glanced at everyone present.
“Since Crow Medicine Workshop is a production workshop established by the famous gladiator Kromach, the generous Mr. Kromach will give a lot of money to his companions and swordsmen. Big purchase discounts, if any of you are tempted, please discuss with the generous Mr. Cromage after the meeting.”
"Of course, injured soldiers on the battlefield not only need to stop bleeding, but also need various other medical supplies."
Cromach took out another medical bag from his waist.
"Crow Drug Factory has everything you need." Cromach pointed at an officer and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Crow Drug Factory, defend everyone's life!"< br>
After inserting a silky advertisement, Cromage received a blank stare from everyone.
Since a year ago, this guy has been advertising on various occasions, hoping to get Qin Xia or Angron to decide to purchase the products of the drug workshop.
"Please, generous Lord Cromage, can you not advertise on such an occasion?"
"Purchase order? You are too greedy for money. If I give you the order, your small workshop can eat it." "
"..."
Facing the accusations, Cromach touched his nose in embarrassment and muttered in a low voice: "What's wrong with being greedy? If only I had money. I won’t sell myself into the arena just to pay for my daughter’s medical expenses, and lick blood on the tip of a knife with you stingy guys..."
Everyone ignored Cromach and focused their attention on everything from beginning to end. The two white-haired women stood there without saying a word.
They are a pair of sisters, wearing clean clothes.
My sister has a cold expression and arrogant eyes.
My sister has a gentle expression and always has a smile showing two dimples.
The sisters share the same name - Olina.
The Olina sisters are not people from the fortress territory. They are not even Nucerians at all, but people from Nuceria 1 satellite, Nuwei 1.
A week ago, a transport plane landed in the fortress territory, and then Sister Olina walked down and revealed to countless shocked eyes that she was from Nuway.
"Now we can talk about us."
"Is it business?"
The two sisters seemed to share the same head, saying the front and rear parts of the same sentence one after another. .
Qin Xia nodded: "I'm sorry that I only formally invited you to talk about things today. Please tell me."
"As I said before."
"Nuoni is a huge industrial product supply base."
"Each of us is born to be a worker in the company. We share everything, and we each other Help.”
Sister Olina said only half a sentence.
“We got it.”
"We are concerned about the situation on Nuceria and we hope to cooperate with you."
(End of Chapter)