Although the number of members of the Parliament has been increased to 169, since the control of engineering wizards and various resources for urban construction is in the hands of Eski, the decision-making power is actually still in the hands of Eski. But that doesn't mean Eski is happy about it.
Any Skaven, no matter how powerful his power is or how stable his power is, his day only has thirteen horned rat hours.
Since the time per day is not a hundred times that of other rats, the price of taking care of everything is not taking care of everything.
Otherwise, once you choose to take time off from time to time to take care of things, your subordinates will make mistakes when they need to make decisions and avoid taking the blame in order to avoid making mistakes.
This has led to the fact that after such a long time, only a small half of Eski's plan is progressing steadily.
In terms of mining development, using magic, two coal mines and iron mines were put into operation, and one stone mine was increased in production.
However, transportation relies only on handcarts and mining relies on picks. The technical level of these mines is still quite backward. I am afraid that only the screw pump used for drainage has a slightly higher technical content.
The only thing that has made some progress is the improvement of underground agriculture.
Through the path of the Slippery Clan, Eski introduced the underground mushrooms they were growing from the military stronghold separated from Orillon.
Apart from recuperating from injuries these days, Eski's main energy is spent on the introduction of crops and magic blessings in this area.
Fortunately, it pays off.
Although these mushrooms have some side effects, and some mushrooms will produce green skin, it is true that wheat cultivation on the ground has not been spread on a large scale, and now it has solved most of the food supply problems.
It even produces some mushroom wine, which has now become Side1’s main trade commodity against the Reikek clan of Ikrit.
In just one month of trade, the trade volume with the Underground Fortress reached nearly a thousand warpstone coins.
Although underground agriculture is still in shape, the construction of surface agriculture and infrastructure, like mining and industrial development, is still in a state of slow construction or even stagnation.
On the entire surface, less than twenty hectares of land have been planted with wheat with the help of life magic. The remaining part has very low fertility and cannot support the development of agriculture at all.
The underground is quite slow due to the shortage of quarrying tools and the inability to provide enough materials for infrastructure construction. In comparison, the lack of professional masons is already a minor problem.
Six hectares of forest land that is regularly regenerated with magic has been developed to provide wood for the construction of underground cities.
Although hundreds of logs of wood are sent underground every day, they will be immediately divided up by tool workshops, mines, railways, and urban expansion, and the shortage will continue.
However, Esky believes that these problems will be solved in a while.
Regarding the surface problem, whether it is using the wind of life to continue to improve the soil and groundwater, or the warpstone mutagen seeds that are currently being prepared, it should eventually be possible to utilize all the nearby land.
When the forest land is developed and the amount of wood is thick enough, the problem of lack of masons can also be solved through vocational skills training.
Just as Eski continued to maintain his plan, a ratman he didn't want to see came to his city.
The heavy ebony door had not yet been opened, and the sound of crisp footsteps reached Esky's ears from outside the parliament hall.
Familiar footsteps, familiar sound of tail wagging, even after being away for several months, Esky can still remember who the owner of this sound is.
Sure enough, as a mechanical claw pushed open the door, the familiar half-face of a brown-haired rat that disgusted him appeared in front of him.
"Ah, Eski! Long time no see. Your wings are really ugly. You also lost one of your hands. You are such a stupid kid."
I cut off my hand myself, idiot!
Eski didn't say this, he just replied.
"It's the great engineering warlock of Eski, Alklin, you are still an engineering warlock now!"
"But you are the son I raised, and calling you a title is too foreign."
"In fact, since I dedicated the new forging tool to the Chief Engineer Warlock, you should also call me, the Great Engineer Warlock Alclin."
He casually found a seat next to Eski and sat down, and Alklin took out a piece of engineering order that had been replaced like Eski.
"Damn it, I worked so hard to kill a great engineering warlock before I could barely get up!"
Eski's eyes widened and looked at Alkeli. The same red magic aura appeared in the eyes that were originally emitting scarlet light. It was the magical wind Aksha generated by the projection of anger. "If you offer that thing I made, you can become a great engineer? Are you selling your butt to Mosquita!?"
Alclin raised the cane he carried with him, twisted it slightly, and the shining white light hit Esky on the head.
While caressing Eski, who was trembling with electricity, Alklin looked at Eski's head, heart and lower abdomen.
"The problem with your magic power is getting bigger and bigger, and your emotions are directly connected to the Chaos Demon Realm! I remember that it was not like this when you left Skaven Demon City."
After Eski was so shocked that his eyes rolled white and he almost fell to the ground, Alklin withdrew his cane and continued to answer the previous questions.
"It's just a title of Great Engineer Warlock, and you and I can't go back to Skaven Castle."
"Fortunately, unlike you, I have not had my property confiscated and can still sell off unimportant real estate."
"But I guess this treatment is also because of you, brat."
As he said that, Alclin's old but already metal-jointed claws touched Eski's cheek, which made Eski tremble with anger.
What made him even more angry was that he didn't even intend to take off the claw.
Alklin held his head to the side and looked at the clan rats who were resting on the facade of the newly built earth and stone building.
"But look at this base, you little brat has some, some skills. The skins of these clan rat things don't even have those scabies anymore."
Eski knew that Alklin was referring to the skin disease that was very popular among the clan rats. Although it did not affect the health of the rat people, it always made them, the superior rats, displeased and felt that it had polluted the environment they lived in.
Environment.
"There were still some in the first few months, but those with sores had been sacrificed one after another. After that, I roughly controlled the hygiene habits of the remaining clan rats, and there were no more clan rats with sores."
As he said that, Eski looked at the sacrificial altar with hatred, and then glanced due west.
"I've always thought that these sore-covered clan rats were just for weapons testing, or to be fed to other things that were just as filthy as they were underneath the floor maze."
Alklin laughed when he heard this, and Esky, who was familiar with him, could hear inexplicable joy from it.
"Very good, very good. I think so too. I really look like my dear son."
"Shut up Arclin! You just raised me, but I already gave you the forging tool as compensation, I don't owe you anything!"
The echo device in Alklin's mouth made a strange chirping sound and he shook his index finger.
"That's a deal. I bought your female rat at a huge price from the Stinky Peak Slave Market."
Esky twitched the corner of his mouth and slapped his paw, making a crisp metallic sound on Alklin's paw.
After this period of continuous recuperation, coupled with the plundering of the souls of clan rats that continued to pour out of the tunnel, a small part of the injuries on the soul have been restored. As long as powerful magic is not used, Eski will no longer feel
I feel a strong pain.
But Alclin's words still made Eski feel a throbbing pain in his head.
Seeing that Eski was about to have another attack, Alclin put his cane to his mouth and stopped him first.
"I know your kid is different from other kids, right, but you have to have some brains."
"You wouldn't think that there would be no movement when the council watched a small clan control the mine. I also heard that you betrayed the clan's interests on the front line."
With that said, the mouse, half of its body already a mechanical structure, led the winged son closer to him.
"You understand."
Esky raised his eyebrows, and the red light covering the mouse eyes gradually turned blue.
"Is there going to be a civil war again? It lasted for twenty-five years decades ago. How long will it last this time?"
Alklin shook his head and slid his paws on a square metal structure next to his eyes.
"That has nothing to do with us. We have to do business on both sides. One of the reasons why I came here is to ensure this."
He looked at Eski's wings with pink fleshy membranes exposed under the white hair, and shrugged.
"You know you won't make things difficult for me."
Eski said coldly.
"Compared to the Parliament, I believe in Ikrit more."
"But I heard that he didn't give you many dimensional stones, so why are you following such an old thing who is almost useless?"
"Are you introducing yourself?"
Alklin curled his lips and shook his head.
"Then where do I live? Chief Engineer Warlock, you clearly want me to be by your side."
These words made Esky excited again.
"Nonsense! Nonsense! I think you are tampering with the Chief Engineer Warlock's order!"
Alklin said nothing more, just looked up at Eski, and after a few seconds, Eski had to say something.
"You will let me live in the area on the east side, my affiliated clan, Med will give you a place to live."
"I'm not in a hurry."
Alclin crossed his legs and leaned back.
"Ikrit has given you something, we are here."
A pair of half-machine, half-biological rat eyes looked outside the door. Not long after, the messenger who appeared there came in and brought a message to Eski.
"Lord Ikrit's convoy has arrived, bringing newly mined warpstone."
"Is Ikrit really in danger this time?"
Esky shook his head, pinched his pale pink lips, and asked the slave rat kneeling next to him to pour him a glass of wine, letting the drink moisten his throat.
"It seems that he can only rely on me, but you are here, what should I do, or I will kill you."
Alklin laughed, and the mechanical replacement of his vocal cords made his laughter sound quite cold, but not as exciting as the average Skaven.
"Oh, my dear Eski Grand Engineer Warlock, I really want to ask, didn't you sell your butt to that rat man Iklit?"
Eski spread his paws and asked the slave rat to also serve Alclin a glass of wine.
"You first quote a price. How much can I get if the Parliament, to be precise, probably Congressman Werski controls the mine?"
As he spoke, he pushed a request form in Alklin's direction and said.
"I now find that I am a little short of money, maybe half a million Dimension Stone coins."
Alclin's originally dull mechanical sound became harsh.
"Five hundred thousand? You really think highly of yourself, my dear son."
Eski ignored him and looked at the messenger.
"How many boxes did Lord Ikrit bring here?"
The panicked little man, who was only about 1.3 meters tall, immediately ran out and came back panting after a while.
"Thirty."
Each box can hold more than 15,000 warpstone coins. Although it does not reach 500,000, it is very close.
Eski slapped himself on the head and mastered the mine's Ikrit. He may be short of other things, but he is not short of money.
In a sense, he can now even say that he is richer than the Horned Rat.
"With so many dimension stones, Alklin, it seems that I must intervene in this war."
"I had expected you to interfere."
"But what about Versky? After all, he is a congressman."
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"You challenge him and then kill him."
"Me?!"
Alklin's mouth grew larger, revealing a set of iron teeth.
"Isn't it you?"
"Come on, Arclin, I've figured it out. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in the parliament hall of the big city. It will kill me."
"Then what..."
They were just about to continue talking when a group of rats in white robes walked into the council hall. The Skaven wearing a Nehekhara turban performed a complicated courtesy to Esky and cast his eyes on Alklin who was present. "This is also an engineering warlock from the Skry clan, and he is also..."
Eski thought for a while, but couldn't find the word father in the language of the rat people, so he changed his words.
"He is also the breeder who raised me."
He waved his hand to indicate to his subordinates not to worry, so the white-robed rat lowered his head.
"General Ablash of Lahmia is willing to contact us. He is the champion warrior of Lahmia and is not very controlled by Alkadiza."
As he spoke, a map of Lahmia City filled with colorful markers was sent to Eski.
"He said, vampires are willing to set up a simple embassy here with us?"
Esky nodded repeatedly.
"Vampire? Very good, very good, double happiness."
After thinking for a while, the engineering warlock pointed to the east side of another nearby terrain map on the table.
"But this embassy cannot be known to the Gray Prophets. It is built in a cave on the east coast that has no tunnels and is connected by sea."
In the metal piece next to Alclin's eyes, the gear rotated several times and made a harsh sound
"My dear son, are you trying to please me by exposing this secret to me?"
"You idiot, can you still help the Gray Prophet? Mosquita will burn you to death first."