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Home > Fantasy > Stormwind God > Chapter 1913

Chapter 1913

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With a great reward, there would always be brave people. Apart from the gnomes, the scum of the human race, bounty hunters, and wanted criminals all rushed to Iron Furnace Castle. That was where the Alliance's high-tech research center and factories were located.

Even though the Alliance had changed the high-tech research center to only allow dwarves and gnomes to enter and exit, unfortunately, as long as they were human, they would have all kinds of thoughts and desires.

The Rustwater Conglomerate was unscrupulous.

What? You have trouble with your small business?

Come and sign this small loan contract with 50% monthly interest. Don't worry, you will be able to pay it off soon.

What? You want to treat your son?

Come, come, come, sign this 30-year compound interest loan contract.

No collateral?

Take a picture of any beautiful girl in your house. Don't worry, as long as you pay back the money, it will not be announced.

Coercion, bribery, usury, loan traps, and beauty traps were always able to lure some humans, dwarves, and gnomes to leak out their technological blueprints.

It was rare for Garivix to give out a few bounties, which stimulated those who had been tricked by him to be cannon fodder. It was like buying a horse's bones with a thousand gold coins.

At this time, the Goblin Prince was shocked to find that his situation was too embarrassing.

First of all, the Alliance's technological line was divided into two:

One was the magic line, with the Titan Rune magic as the core, extending to the arcane and elemental lines. All the new flying magic warships were based on the magic net. The problem was that the tribe could not have the magic net. Technology could be stolen, but where could they steal a demigod of the magic net?

Even though Duque had left Azeroth, he still let Khadgar maintain the magic net's good operation. At this time, the person who controlled the magic net with the highest authority was one of Duque's wives, Queen Jaina of Kul Tiras.

This kind of alliance leader had no possibility of betrayal.

In the current situation where there were almost no demigod mages in the tribe, not to mention imitating a magic net, they could not even control a small area magic net.

This kind of sadness could be written as a tribute to the tribe.

The other was the modern industrial line that the goblins were more familiar with.

It had to be said that Gariwex was indeed omnipotent. He had successfully stolen the formula of TNT explosives and the relatively cutting-edge steelmaking technology of the Alliance. He had even mobilized the most elite craftsmen to build a warship for the Horde using the second-hand warships that the Alliance had eliminated and converted to civilian use.

It no longer looked like a garbage ship that was pieced together with countless iron sheets and steel plates. It looked like a mass-produced battleship built by a large-scale industry.

The gleaming jet-black steel hull, the pitch-black cannon barrels …

Just a volley of two cannons was enough to instantly turn a wooden target ship two kilometers away into ashes, exploding into a fireball and flying into the sky.

For this, Garrusch was quite happy and personally named it [Hellscream].

In response, Brainless Roar encouraged Galivix to work harder and make the tribe's flying battleships in large quantities. If the Alliance had 1,000 ships, the Horde would have 10,000. As for money and resources, there was no need to worry. The tribe would give as much as they had.

"Give me as much as you have!" This sentence was the key point. The exam had to be … Oh, no! It was Galiwex who wanted to say MMP!

If the commander of the Alliance had said this to Galiwex, he would have been ecstatic. No matter how ugly the other party was, he would have kissed him. Every day, he would do nothing but take 100 million gold coins as soon as he woke up.

The Alliance was rich!

The three richest families in the Alliance were the Marcus Family, Kurtiras, and Alterac. Any one of them was richer than the five goblin trading princes combined.

In this life, after the establishment of the Alliance, Du Mouke had always been indifferent to the goblins. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would never do business with the goblins. As a result, in Azeroth, the Hot Sand Consortium was relatively wealthy. Because the Hot Sand Consortium was a neutral force.

The Alliance prohibited any military procurement with the Hot Sand Consortium, but it did not prohibit civilian trade.

In fact, because the Alliance had to fight the Ahn 'Qiraj War a few years ago, and because they had to pass through Gadgetzan in the Tanaris Desert to collect mineral deposits from the Un' Goro Crater, they had to do a lot of business with the Hot Sand Consortium.

The rest was the venture capital company that was despised by everyone. This multi-ethnic goblin group destroyed the environment for their own selfish interests. Almost everywhere they went, they were beaten to death.

Recently, because of large-scale espionage operations, the Rustwater Consortium was also adjusted to the [Wanted] rating by the Alliance. Once any member of the Rustwater Consortium was found to enter the Alliance's territory, they would be shot on the spot without approval.

Now the Alliance had banned the entry of goblins. Even the Hot Sand Consortium, which had originally cooperated with them, could only trade in limited areas.

In a sense, the Rustwater Consortium's source of income was also cut off. If it wasn't for Brainless Roar besieging his nest, Galiwex would have to be an idiot to work with Brainless Roar.

The problem was that the tribe was poor. Apart from the mines, there was nothing else.

Even the mines had to be dug by themselves. As for the ore refinery, metal processing plant, and parts manufacturing plant, there was nothing.

The only so-called [Hellscream] that Galiwex brought to Brainless Roar was a test product that was almost purely hand-made at the cost of scrapping a lot of waste.

Goblins were famous for their sloppy work. It was not a problem to blow themselves up into the sky. This ship was basically built by gnomes.

Where did the gnomes come from?

Weren't they just slaves who were scammed by loans?

Only the rigor of gnomes could complete such a job.

But to produce a single warship and a mass-produced warship, this place designed industrial mass production.

Galiwex found that even if he stole the blueprint, he couldn't mass-produce it. Not only did it involve large-scale supporting industries, but also the core and key molds could not be found.

Mold masters were basically very important talents in the Alliance equivalent to generals. They and their families were closely protected.

Moreover, the most sophisticated parts, molds, and production lines of the cutting-edge warships were actually produced in Odour's Mimiron workshop.

Could the Rustwater Consortium extend their hands to Odour?

Sorry.

Those who were not in Odour would be killed directly when they got close to the Storm Cliff. Even 99% of the spies could not sneak into Northrend, which was now under strict military control.

It was no exaggeration to say that even if the tribe could now install diesel flying warships, they were still at least an era behind in the industrial field.

Galiwex was going crazy.

In the beginning, he was targeted by the Alliance for doing business, and then he turned to the tribe for the first time. Now, for the tribe, he actually became a real wanted criminal. If the Alliance did not hold the principle of never declaring war first, it was estimated that they would have already fought to the tribe's door and asked the tribe to hand him over.

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