After saying goodnight to Amy and Irina, Meg went to the study alone. He took out a pen and paper, and began to sketch the design.
Based on his calculations, the Night Elves would reach Chaos City in another two days. By then, he would have to arrange a place for them to stay and a complete textile factory.
The Hill had already started to manufacture steam engines in batches. Meg should be able to get 10 steam engines from her by purchasing them.
What he had to solve now was the textile machine. When he was writing his thesis, he had done some research on some inventions from the Middle Ages. Hence, it was not difficult to design a textile machine powered by a steam engine. Compared to a steam engine, the textile machine's technological standards were much lower. He should be able to solve it in Mobai next door.
After finishing the textile machine blueprint overnight, Meg drew a simple design of the staff dormitory. According to the university's standards of four-person dormitory, it would be the Night Elves' dormitory. Anyway, the empty space was big enough, so the space could be built as big as possible. He would find a large dwarven construction team tomorrow, and it would be completed in two days.
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On the big bed, Amy snuggled in Irina's arms as she stroked her flat tummy, and asked, "Mother, when are you and Father going to give birth to a little brother or sister for me to play with?"
"This …" Irina pondered for a while before asking Amy, "Do you want a little brother or sister?"
"Little sister!" Amy answered without even thinking. She then added, "The Parmer Family's little sister is super cute and soft. It's very comfortable to pinch."
Irina looked at Amy's glowing eyes, and smiled. She scratched her nose gently, and said, "But I want to give all my love to Amy. Just like now, I'm only hugging you."
Amy shook her head with a smile, and said, "It's okay. You love Amy, I love the little sister, and the little sister loves Father. In this way, we will be a loving family. Isn't that great?"
"I see …" Irina pondered. If she were to have another child, she couldn't do it alone …
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The Specter Archipelago was located in the Boundless Sea, and it got its name from the fact that a layer of grey mist lingered above the archipelago all day long.
Those islands of different sizes were occupied by the various Abyss Devils.
A large island near the center was controlled by the Abyss Demon Race.
At the bottom of the two nearly vertical cliffs, there were many magnificent stone palaces.
At this moment, in one of the grandest halls, the plump abyssal overlord was standing on the main seat. He looked at the various leaders, and loudly said, "This time, the 10 demon tribes have gathered here to form an alliance, and then negotiate with the king of the Roth Empire. If we conquer the entire continent, we'll decide which areas will belong to us, and which will belong to them. Do you have any opinions on this matter?"
"Making a deal with humans? That's a race even more treacherous than goblins. We, the Flaming Tribe, don't trust humans," a demon covered in flames said loudly.
"That's right. Who do humans think they are? They only have a lousy sword and a stick, and they want to divide the world equally with us. This kind of alliance is really embarrassing," a tall and big demon said arrogantly.
"Do you dare to say this to Alex and Julian face to face?" the Vampire Ancestor sneered as he drank a mouthful of blood.
That tall and big demon choked. He looked at the Vampire Ancestor with a red face, but he still didn't dare to agree.
Meanwhile, the hall suddenly became much quieter because of this. Everyone had heard the news two days ago. Alex had killed Borg, and once again displayed his strength that far exceeded that of an ordinary 10th-tier powerhouse. Previously, he had killed the spatial demon patriarch, Benson, which directly put the spatial demons' position as one of the 10 great demon tribes in jeopardy.
As for Crassus and Julian, the two of them had worked together to slaughter the cannibals, and had also left a deep impression on the demons.
They had to admit that the humans, who were looked down upon by the demons back then, had developed rapidly for hundreds of years. With their huge population base, they had a powerful strength that couldn't be ignored by the other races.
"We vampires don't have many people in the first place, and we don't need any territory. You can play with things like fighting for territory. We vampires won't participate in any wars, and we don't need to divide any territory." The Vampire Ancestor drank the bright red blood in the cup in one gulp, then stood up. He opened his hands, and a pair of huge black wings appeared behind him. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared from the hall.
"As timid as a mouse. Even if he can fly, he's just a mouse that can fly." The demon who was insulted earlier curled his lips and sneered.
Whoosh!
A half-meter-long black iron plate flew in from outside the hall, and nailed between the demon's legs.
That demon subconsciously got up and stepped back. With a rip, a big hole appeared in his pants. He quickly reached out to press on his crotch with an awkward expression.
After the Vampire Ancestor left, the expressions of the leaders of the various races began to change. After that, there weren't many who clearly expressed that they wanted to join the alliance. This gathering was considered to have ended on a bad note.
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After business hours the next morning, Meg first went to the blacksmith shop in Mobai and asked him to help make a few sets of textile machines.
"Mr. Mak, this machine is a little big. If you need it urgently, I can find a few familiar blacksmiths to make it together. I can deliver it to you in two days." Mobai looked at the blueprint carefully for a while and said to Meg.
"Okay, but because this thing is a little special, it needs to be kept a secret. If you find other blacksmiths, you still have to take the parts apart." Meg nodded.
"Well, I understand. I'll take it apart and find someone to make it." Mobai nodded. Mr. Mak had a lot of strange ideas, but in order to not be plagiarized by others, it was normal to pay attention to it.
After coming out of the blacksmith shop in Mobai, Meg went to the Buffett Manor to look for Hill. Finally, under the guidance of his assistant, he saw Hill at a bank.
"Mr. Meg, you want ten steam engines?" Hill put down the bill in her hand and looked at Meg.
"Yes, I plan to use the steam engine to build a textile factory." Meg nodded. He did not plan to hide this matter.
"Oh? Mr. Meg, have you thought about how to commercialize the steam engine? " Scheer looked at Mag with a surprised expression. Her engineers were all researching how to use the steam engine outside of the locomotive. Even though they had made some progress, they still hadn't been able to implement any concrete projects.
"Let's test the water first. I bought a factory in the north of the city, but I don't know how effective it will be." Meg smiled.
"I see …" Hill saw that Meg was unwilling to reveal the details. She thought for a while and smiled. "Mr. Meg is opening a factory. I wonder if I can join in the fun, invest some money, and get some shares?"
"The factory is still a wasteland. Miss Hill, aren't you afraid that this investment will go down the drain?" Meg asked in return.
"I may be worried about other people, but when it's Mr. Meg, I'm not worried. Even if it goes down the drain, I'm willing to do it." Hill smiled.
Meg thought for a while and said, "In that case, Miss Hill will invest ten million copper coins and ten steam engines. You will get 10% of the shares. What do you think of this investment method?"
"I think it's not bad." Hill wrote a Buffett Bank's note and pushed it to Meg. She smiled and said, "The ten steam engines can be handed over to Mr. Meg tomorrow. Tell me the address, and I'll send someone to deliver it."
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