"Yo, look who this is."

Later that day, in the specially prepared hall on the third basement floor of Darkhearth City, the light of the spar lamp illuminated the hall as if it were daylight, and in the side doors on both sides of the hall, the goblin Black Cord and the dwarf Owerthback walked into the room almost at the same time, and Heiso took off his black hat mercilessly, and taunted Owerthbuck:

"A dwarf! Oh my God, aren't you supposed to deal with your own city? The "great" city of technology, Nomorigan, the home destroyed by your clumsy craftsmanship, or are you planning to destroy the Darkforge? Oh my God, should I get out of here sooner rather than later, lest you make a mess of Darkhearth! ”

Myra, who was sitting on the seat above, had an illusion that the moment the two short men met, the eyes collided, like a duel warrior, eager to kill each other with their eyes, and this sabre-rattling momentum also made Myra sincerely appreciate Tyrion's evil wisdom.

"God, how did my cousin come up with such a ghostly idea?"

Myra sighed in a low voice as she picked up the dragon's blood wine in her hand, he only appeared as an official symbol of today's bidding meeting, and the real host was Buddy, an unusually wealthy goblin dressed in a white bear skin beside him.

This guy is now the head of the Darkblade Consortium, and has grown into a bigwig in the business circles of the entire South China Sea, and it is said that recently, the Darkblade Consortium is engaged in a brutal trade war with the Hot Sand Consortium of Kakison, and the pirates hired by both sides have become a pot of porridge in the South China Sea, stirring up the entire southern part of the world.

Black So's spicy taunt made Owersback furious, and he reached out and pressed his mechanical goggles, the heavy, gear-mixed lenses popping open, revealing the master craftsman's sarcastic eyes.

"I'm standing in front of me the great engineer Hesso, who has made a lot of money for himself with bombs and gunpowder, but why did I look at the report this morning and find that four-fifths of the companies in the entire Darkburn City have chosen the products of the "Owarthbuck Technology Lab", what's going on? Has goblin engineering been spurned? Oh, of course, get out there with your botched explosive toys, the tech world of Darkforrd is the territory of gnomes! ”

"Stupid and lowly dwarf, you are crazy and keep the profits so low, I won't be as brainless as you!"

Hesso slammed his fist on the table and shouted like a beast to Owersback:

"If you do this business, you will have to lose all your costs before next year, and you will sarcastically mock me proudly, your territory? Are you peeing around Darkhor to stop us from making money? ”

"We're here to change the world, idiot!"

The white-haired dwarf spread his hands and shouted to the goblins:

"We don't care about money, dwarf engineering is for the future of this world!"

"Don't care about money? So why are you here? ”

The goblin snorted coldly:

"Get out of here, let me make money, you go change the world, fool!"

"Bang"

The sound of a gavel hitting the table interrupts the gnome and goblin rookies pecking each other, and Buddy, who is sitting in the referee's seat. Moore waved his hand in disgust, and said to the people seated below:

"Time is money, my friends, you are wasting my wealth... Now listen to me, I'm Buddy. Moore, the chairman of the Darkblade Consortium, you can understand him as the sixth Prince of Trade, in short, I am here today under the authority of the Grand Lord of the Darkblade Knights, the eternal king of the Draenor world, Tyrion. His Majesty the Dawnblade has requested to preside over this weapons tender! ”

Buddy glanced at the two forces below, and he coughed lightly:

"The basic investment in the design of the weapon this time is 3 million gold coins, and the design is required to be completed and delivered within a maximum of two years."

"The weapons required by the Dark Blade military are generally used as a new generation of technological armor, which requires defensive and offensive capabilities similar to steam tanks, and must meet certain mobility requirements and the need to form combat effectiveness in a short period of time."

"I know it's hard, there haven't been any similar works in Azeroth so far, but I'm just giving you 15 minutes to prepare and then express your design ideas."

Buddy. Moore touched the beard on his chin, and a hint of cunning flashed in his gray eyes:

"And I'm personally curious about which of the two extremes of Goblin Engineering and Gnome Engineering, Azeroth Engineering, can really change the future of the world, and I'll wait and see."

Buddy's words fell, and the goblin side immediately began a tense discussion, Hesso, as a new generation genius of goblin engineering, at this time he was waving a paintbrush in his hand, and he was spending something on the paper, obviously, he already had a big idea.

On the other hand, the gnomes, although there are many of them, are caught in a strange quarrel.

"How did you persuade us, Owersback!"

The master craftsman angrily asked:

"You said our designs wouldn't be used in war! You liar, look at you, right now, for some money, designing weapons for the undead that will kill our allies! ”

"It's necessary, Mekatok, I didn't lie to you!"

Owerthback clenched his fists and explained to the other dwarf councillors:

"I know that this weapon is designed to be put on the battlefield and will kill a lot of people, but it is necessary, Mercatoc, think with your brilliant wisdom, the undead need weapons, and once we quit, the design of the weapon system will be in the hands of the goblins, think what kind of weapons will those crazy people who are obsessed with bombs and explosions design?"

The white-haired gnome quibbled:

"That's right, weapons are designed to kill, I know you are afraid of this destructive power, and I am afraid of it, but any powerful force is dangerous, and you want it to be less dangerous? Yes, but the power of weapon design must be firmly in our hands, only in this way can we ensure that the weapons of the undead will not be so deadly in the future... At least not to the point of exterminating humanity! ”

"If we quit today, Mecatok, will we feel pain and guilt in the future, when the undead destroy the world with the mad weapons devised by the goblins?"

The timid engineer Owersbuck was now like Nasrezm possessed, and he skillfully persuaded him:

"We have the power to change everything, and once the dwarf engineering has established authority in the field of weapons design, we can influence them, the undead... At least, at least we can save more people from death! Non-lethal weapons, remember what we envisioned? Isn't that a good opportunity? ”

"But I still can't accept that my designs will be used to take lives, sorry, O'Wossback, you have a point, but I can't accept it."

Mecatok shook off his old friend's hand, stood up, and strode out of his seat, the other councillors were also a little hesitant, and the white-haired dwarf looked at Mecatok's back, and he shouted loudly:

"You want to save people, you want to change the world, but you don't want your soul to be polluted... Oh my God, you're asking for a lot! ”

"Mercatok, do you know what I learned in our endless quarrels? That's I've had enough! I'm fed up with your words and don't do it, I'm fed up with your stubbornness, like muddy fountains, those fountains stained with mud, that's like you! ”

"The righteous give up sooner than the wicked, get out! I'll do it myself! ”

The master craftsman gritted his teeth, picked up paper and pen, and began to write and draw, while on the other side, seeing the gnome clash, the engineer Hesso whistled triumphantly, he pushed his monocle, and said mockingly:

"Look, the gnomes are infighting, and as they have done so many things in the past, they have great ambitions and they have no problems, and this one, Goblin Engineering has won! It's as easy as snatching candy from a child! ”

In the face of this ridicule, the gnomes were speechless.

Fifteen minutes later, Hesso triumphantly walked up to the table, and behind him, the secretary Nasha unfolded a sketchy blueprint, and a sleepy Myra opened her eyes and looked at the ugly machine blueprint with interest.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the original design of Hessotech, of course, it is ugly because I don't have enough time to improve it, but the necessary modules have been designed!"

Black Rope straightened his dress and introduced to the Death Lords, who were sitting at the back of the hall and couldn't see clearly:

"I named it "Fighter", don't worry about the name, it is the design of the latest bipedal machine, the body size is 3-4 meters, and the total combat weight is estimated to be 2-4 tons. ”

"Contains a complete set of gyroscopes to ensure its smooth operation and combat process, and a steel shell is used for defense, and a high-intensity electrical current is arranged on the shell to ensure devastating damage to melee enemies!"

"The basic offensive weapon, which I initially designed as a flamethrower, a knife-wheel high-speed cutter, and a small honeycomb bomb arranged on the arm and back, pretends to be a jet device at the feet, and when necessary, it can achieve a short period of floating, and the newly developed twin-turbo engine by Hesso Technology will provide it with strong power!"

Hesuo coughed lightly:

"It's definitely going to be the best weapon of individual warfare you'll ever find, not one of them! Excuse me, who has doubts about my perfect design? Please bring it up. ”

As he spoke, Hesso looked defiantly at the dwarf craftsman Owosbuck below, who was upset by Mecatok's departure, he could sense that there was something wrong with the design in front of him, but he didn't know what the problem was, so he could only grit his teeth and stand in his seat.

"Oh, it doesn't look like there's a question..."

Black Snort and turned to walk towards Buddy. Moore, who held out his hand to shake Buddy's hand to confirm his victory, was as soon as Hesso left the podium when a deep voice rang out at the entrance.

"Engineer Hesso, I have a little doubt, a heavy machine weighing 2-4 tons, the thrust required to run fast is amazing, are you sure you have an engine in your hand that can drive it to fight at full speed?"

"Huh"

Sweat appeared on Hesuo's forehead, and he forced himself to calm down:

"Of course, our company's latest products are fully guaranteed..."

"I've read your paper, Mr. Hesso, including the parameters of the turbine engine you personally designed, unfortunately, if you want to drive such a heavy mech, you need to load at least 4 engines inside it, and the problem is that the weight of just 4 engines is more than 1 ton, plus the cumbersome weapons you designed... Combat full weight 2-4 tons? Sorry, you must be talking in your sleep! ”

A diminutive figure stood at the entrance to the hall, and as the entire hall watched silently, Mecatok reached out and pushed his engineering goggles, and between the cogs, the brightest engineer played his deadliest card.

"What's more, the crude oil fuel that the goblins are best at is difficult to provide enough kinetic energy in the current power system to propel a 2-4 ton robot off the ground and levitate, that is, unless you add a giant fuel tank to this ugly machine, otherwise, your design... It's just a piece of shit used to cheat money! ”

"Bang"

Buddy. Moore's gloomy eyes turned to the goblin engineer beside him, and he asked in a cold voice:

"Is what he said true? Hesso engineer? If you really try to deceive the Darkblade Consortium with your brilliant mind, I can guarantee that you will spend the rest of your life in the mines of Darkfurnace City, and that beautiful secretary, put the pistol in your hand on the ground, and I will only give you 3 seconds! ”

"Uh, Nasha, don't be impulsive!"

Hei Suo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, waved his hand to his secretary, he took a deep breath, and said to Buddy sincerely:

"There will always be some discrepancies in the original design, and I am grateful to Mr. Mercatok for pointing out these mistakes, but this does not mean that my design is a failure, and besides, I am also curious to see if Mr. Mercatok, who has such amazing wisdom, has his own design..."

The last few words, Hei Suo simply gritted his teeth and said, and the next moment, amid the cheers of Owersbak, Mecatok walked up to the stage, tore off the design of Hei Suo, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it fiercely, and the master craftsman scolded with disdain:

"It's a pile of garbage! Now let's take a look at the design of Nomorigan, I only have a limited amount of time, I can only design a rough module, I will name it... Master Chief Defense & Offensive System! This is the result of the wisdom of the entire Noble Regan Craftsman Council! It's so clever that I don't know where to go than I don't know the so-called combination of bombs and gunpowder. ”

At the moment when he unfolded his design, Mecatok's eyes met Myra's blood-red eyes, and the playful light made the master craftsman subconsciously take a step back, but the next moment, he gritted his teeth and said to himself:

"It's not for me, it's for... For the sake of dwarf engineering, for my faith! In order to... For the sake of the world! ”