0p0 Chapter 226 Nield Military Academy
Chapter 226 Nield Military Academy
What is the most common thing in Nield Mine?
A few days ago, the answer would have been iron ore and coughing patients everywhere.
Thanks to the savior of Nield, a slightly perverted but handsome man who cured the cough of the Nield people and captured the heart of the Nield flower...
“No, isn’t it just to get everyone to enlist as soldiers?
Is it necessary to engage in such false propaganda? "
Looking at the gossip floating around in front of him, if Alvin didn't know that this was Annie's publicity method, he would have thought that it was Lian's work behind it.
"Sir Ivan, this kind of 'false' news is news that greatly cheers up the people of Nield!
Isn't following a powerful hero the best way to recruit soldiers?"
"Sacrificing your own reputation can also inspire people's hearts?"
Alvin looked at the half-orc maid in front of him with suspicion, staring at her until her cheeks turned red.
"No! Why are you embarrassed?"
"Alright, alright, Alvin boy!"
The first miner who underwent Ivan's "intubation surgery" stepped forward to smooth things over.
The miner uncle's name is Daryl, and like many humans in Nield, he has no surname.
This means that the ancestor of this human was a slave.
Yes, there are slaves in the human kingdom as well.
Since its establishment, the human kingdom has been relying on slogans of racial equality and mixed residence and system to gain the favor and allegiance of many hybrids and alien races.
However, under this seemingly fair and free system, the dirty trade of slave trade also gave rise to it.
Every year, including humans themselves, a large number of creatures become slaves for various reasons. They are deprived of their original surnames and names, put on slavery collars that restrict their abilities, and sold to various places with human caravans.
However, the complexity of society allows the descendants of these slaves to have a chance for a new life.
After making outstanding contributions or obtaining guarantees from slave owners, the descendants of slaves can have their own names.
Of course, it was impossible to get back the surname, as that was a right only possessed by citizens of the kingdom.
Daryl is a descendant of slaves who has made outstanding contributions. Under the guarantee of Sir River's predecessor, who was also a noble in the royal capital, his name was changed from "Dog Leftovers and Cat Eggs" to "Daryl" in a halfling style.
Of course, the uncle himself doesn’t really care whether his name is halfling style or human style.
After all, this name sounds better than Gousheng.
Daryl is now very good at assembling new weapons for Ivan.
——Finally, at Xiling's suggestion, this new weapon that can fly and uses the [Mage's Eye] as its control core was renamed the rather acceptable [Flying Eye];
In order to make the name sound less ambiguous and weird when he called it out, Alvin forcibly added the made-up word "drone" as a suffix.
At this point, the new weapon changed from a weird name like "Qiuqiu Grilled Fish" to the "Flying Eye" drone...
Speaking of the present, perhaps because of his strong talent in mechanics, Daryl quickly mastered the assembly skills of the [Flying Eye].
With Ivan's permission, he started to work with a group of old friends to help Ivan set up the assembly line for the Flying Eye UAV.
"Could you ladies please let Ivan go so we can talk business, please?"
After saying this, without waiting for the gossip lovers who were wondering whether Nield's Flower was interested or not, he started to introduce the current progress to Alvin.
“After we have optimized the entire operation process according to your ideas, we expect to produce ten [Flying Eyes] per month.
This is all thanks to you, Alvin, who made the prototype and the molds of various spare parts, otherwise we probably wouldn't be able to make this thing at all.
Now the only things that affect the speed are smelting and forging.
Because the assembly speed and number of people are not fast enough, the demand for enchanted stones is not high at present."
"As for materials, I remember you said before that Nield produces magic metals."
Daryl scratched his head and said helplessly.
“Neild’s rare minerals are mainly crystals, with an output of about twenty pounds per month.
In the past, Sir River would regularly take ten pounds.
In addition, there is the extremely low-yield mountain copper, but it is so rare that you may not see a pound in a year. "
“What is orichalcum?
But with such low production, there is no need to consider it.”
Ivan was thinking about his next move.
Without magic-breaking metal, it would be difficult to fight against the half-dragon who was covered with magic shields all over his body with ordinary iron products.
So the only way to solve this problem was to wait for Alvin to return to the druid station and start tinkering with magic metals.
The drones produced by Nield now can be used as training aircraft for fighters using this new type of weapon.
"Yani can help select thirty new combatants, young and quick-witted, to be incorporated into the combat team for the new weapons.
Daryl, I will help you make all those iron ingots into parts now. How long will it take you and your guys to assemble thirty drones?"
The miner thought for a while and stretched out a finger.
"One day... maybe half a day will be enough!"
Daryl was now so confident in the assembly work that his mouth was so wide that his back teeth could be seen.
"That depends on how fast Annie recruits people..."
When the halfling maid heard this, she stood up with great interest.
"Can I modify the slogan?"
"As long as it's not too much..."
……
A day later, Alvin and Xilinglian stood in front of an open space.
Annie was standing opposite with a large group of Nield people, which made Alvin a little scared.
“No, Yani…we are only recruiting thirty people this time!
And there is no salary yet!
Why are there so many of them?"
"Sir Ivan, when I was promoting it, I said that by following you, we can dominate the North, defeat the dragon, and protect the world we live in!"
“Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?
Then why are the women who sew the masks here too?"
Yani jumped excitedly to the front of the team and looked up at Ivan.
"Ah! That's because I said that this group of special combatants will be your personal guards!"
"Then why are you standing in the line?
And where's your halfling patrol?
Hey! Just those few——I had tied them up tightly before...
We don’t need professionals this time!”
Ivan's voice wasn't loud, but it was still heard by the halfling with his sensitive ears.
Everyone in the team immediately started shouting.
"Mr. Ivan!
You can't discriminate against professionals!
We are the same as ordinary civilians!
You can't send us out just because we are combat professionals!"