Chapter 576 575 When I say there is a big business, you should
Chapter 576 575. When I said there was a big business, you should have known that I came with bad intentions - more updates [1730]
(Additional update for "Huo Zheng is very good" brother [17/20])
The past of Sulk Flywheel is a mystery. Even the only "Intelligence Master" Murphy knows, Mrs. Shani, doesn't know much about this halfling engineer who wanders alone in the Dark Mountains.
His past in Port Chardeau also seems to have been erased, but it is certain that the halfling with the scar on his face is a businessman.
At least he behaves like a businessman.
After hearing that Murphy had asked for all his storage of calculation orbs in one go, Sulk Feilun's face that always seemed to be covered with a layer of coldness suddenly showed a bright smile that a halfling should have.
The little man cheered and threw away the coil gun in his hand that could paralyze vampires. He took out a dusty notebook from the big drawer behind him, opened it and glanced at the man who was rubbing his neck to regain consciousness.
Murphy.
He said:
"I now have 36,700 standard cracked version of computing orbs in my hand."
"so much?"
Murphy was startled and asked:
"You are doing business by making guns and cannons. I can understand it. It is really hard to understand that you can make tens of thousands of these things that are rarely used by other races except halflings."
"Incomprehensible? Wrong! Big mistake! This is investment! Do you understand? Smart businessmen all know that investing now is a stupid choice. Only by betting on the future can you make big money!"
Perhaps it was because he had been alone for many years and encountered the terrible thing of being cuckolded by his brother, which made Old Flywheel obviously a little neurotic, and these neurotic guys often have their own unique logic when looking at the world.
Upon hearing Murphy's inquiry, this complex guy who is extremely smart, very philistine, and very good at betraying people suddenly scolded him with his beard and eyes wide open:
"Why do you think I sold those 3,000 orbs to Marshal Loren at a low price? His Pioneer Legion needs computing orbs if they want to upgrade their military technology, but my idiot compatriots have banned the export of that stuff.
I am the only one on the entire continent who can make this thing!
Originally, after Marshal Loren tried my orbs, he would definitely purchase them on a large scale, so that I could make a lot of money and smuggle some advanced tools to further increase the production capacity of my factory.
What a wonderful plan!
I happily stocked up a batch of arithmetic orbs to make a fortune, but the messenger didn't come even after I waited. I bought some information from the Thieves Guild and found out that it was all because of you, a damn vampire, who robbed me.
That batch of goods directly led to the cancellation of subsequent cooperation.
I smashed these orbs into my hands!
But since you want it, then I can sell it to you at several times the price. Just to vent your anger, don’t you want to do business with me? Don’t you need to show sincerity in doing business? I ask you to pay twice the price
It shouldn't be a problem to eat this calculation orb, right?
Just because of the ‘friendship’ that you and I don’t have yet, but will have soon!”
"Thirty-six thousand calculation orbs, all cracked versions, right? Very good, I want them."
Murphy didn't even negotiate the price and agreed immediately.
This boldness made the halfling stare at him rather suspiciously. Before he could ask, Murphy took the initiative and said:
"But the built-in functions of your computing orbs are too poor. I need you to help me adjust their 'factory settings'. Since you sell such high-end products, you must have supporting services, right?"
I need you to design an information storage and interaction system based on computing orbs for my territory!
It is necessary to have a complete permission tree and a built-in real-time real-time response and reply program that is more conducive to office work. It is also necessary to add a sufficiently secure data lock to this system, which at least cannot be easily cracked by other halflings.
I have a bigger idea, I want to set up a 'local area network' within Transia.
It must have basic functions that can securely store a large amount of information and support authorized access. I want to push my Transia to the level of 'paperless office', household registration information, official document storage and even banking and services in my territory.
All industries must be connected to this system!
Although at this stage there is no guarantee that every resident will have an orb, in my vision, it should at least cover the level of the subdistrict office and building director.
I want to ensure that if there is a problem anywhere in my territory, the administrative office can respond within half an hour.
Oh, by the way, I also want to make a similar confidentiality system for the Blood Vulture Clan. I have had enough of Shani taking away some confidential information every time she comes to the Blood Vulture Corridor without us noticing.
I want to store that information in an invisible data network, so that Shani, that medieval vampire girl who has a good set of skills but refuses to make progress, can't even think of poaching any secrets from me!
My army also really needs military technology upgrades!
But instead of the rudimentary level of Plantagenet Kingdom that only uses calculation orbs to calculate artillery, I want to realize instant communication in the command system!
I also need you to improve this calculation orb again. Its current use conditions are still too harsh, and I need it to be usable by those without any psychic talent!"
Murphy spoke out all his thoughts, then widened his eyes and looked expectantly at the Sulq Flywheel in front of him.
The wild warlord of the Hungry Mountains, the ruthless man who has been in the Dark Mountains for more than forty years, the crazy engineer, and the man who is so talented that he can decipher the most advanced technology of the halflings at will, Lord Sulq Feilun, everyone is dumbfounded now.
He looked at Murphy in front of him like he was looking at a monster. After nearly a minute of silence, he slammed the notebook in his hand to the ground, picked up the coil gun again, pointed it at Murphy and cursed:
"You bastard! You were definitely sent by those bastards from Chardoux Artisan University to amuse the poor old flywheel! Listen to your professional terminology, tell me! Where did you hear this stuff?
Even the most wild fantasies of that idiot Minx Steam Valve about the future prospects of the Calculation Orb cannot reach your level of exaggeration!
An invisible data network covering the territory!
Pooh!
Do you know how many computing orbs are needed to be connected in parallel to make the data core to achieve that level? If I throw all the computing orbs I have into it, there won’t even be a splash in the face of this kind of plan.
The computing power of general-purpose orbs is too low now, unless they are all replaced by the core orbs in your hand, it is still possible.
But there are less than ten of them in the entire Genoa Peninsula!
You crazy person!
If you were a halfling, you would definitely be the craziest steam engineering professor at Shaldo Artisan University!
But I have to admit that your fantasy may really be the most suitable application scenario for the computing orb in the future. An invisible network covering the world, using the power of technology to build a 'new world' that only smart people are qualified to set foot in.
!
marvelous!
You will definitely have something in common with my mentor, but unfortunately that old man refused to undergo marionette transformation on himself, so he has been dead for a long time."
Luke Flywheel was a little disappointed. He put the coil gun back into the holster on his waist, glanced at Murphy, and said:
"I can't do what you imagine, but I can help you customize the built-in functions of these computing orbs, and barely implement a large-scale information interaction system based on permission trees, as the kind of office you want.
system.
But this costs extra.”
"No problem, as long as it's useful, money doesn't matter."
Murphy was immediately disappointed when he heard Fei Lun's answer, but thinking about it carefully, maybe his requirements were indeed a bit too high.
"Give me your core orb."
Sik put a special engineering glasses on his head, flicked out the triple magnification microscope, stretched out his hand towards Murphy, and said:
"I want to see what kind of commands you have set in the orb. I failed to remotely restart it just now. Did you add any safety lock or something like that to it?"
"Me? I'm an engineering idiot. It was already like this when I got it."
Murphy pretended to be stupid and handed over his orb. Fei Lun glanced at him suspiciously again, but didn't say much. He took the core orb and saw no special movements. The data gem embedded on the panel was easily separated.
.
Like the best gem appraiser, he observed the psychic factors inside the orb, which was a "code" that only the most skilled office engineers could understand.
He said:
"The psychic factors are completely disrupted. This thing should have been scrapped, but it happens to be running in a way that I can't understand at all.
I can probably parse out a few of the functions, such as large-scale monitoring of lower-level orbs, editing and copying of specific text information, and a database based on the principle of psychic resonance. Gee, it’s really strange. Someone has adjusted my mentor.
The researched psychic simulation differential engine system allows it to work in an overclocking manner.
The computing efficiency has been improved by at least three times!
I now believe that this is not something you can do. Maybe when Marshal Loren's spies stole the orb, Minx made some 'modifications' to it. If it was him, well, it is indeed possible.
These."
Murphy stood by and listened to this guy talking to himself.
He tried to understand, but he laughed to death. The unlearned vampire couldn't even understand those terms. No wonder he didn't take precautions at all. Flywheel knew that Murphy didn't understand these at all. Ah, this is a problem from every angle.
It's a painful and embarrassing thing.
If a person doesn't understand what the other person is saying at all, then he or she cannot tell what the other person said or did wrong. Isn't this the best way to keep secrets?
I'm so tired of studying. I didn't come here in vain today.
"I need to make a rubbing of the arrangement of the psychic factors in this orb. It is very novel and a subject worthy of study."
A few minutes later, Old Flywheel raised his head, rubbed his eyes, frowned and said to Murphy:
"Because you brought this thing, I can give you a 20% discount on this transaction."
"Well, that's a good feeling!"
Murphy nodded with satisfaction.
He is not worried that the so-called "psionic factor sorting" in the core orb that has been tampered with by the administrator system will reveal his identity. After all, this thing has changed hands. As long as he refuses to admit it, there will be no evidence to prove that Su Ke Feilun is
He moved his hands and feet.
When he saw the old flywheel deftly dismantling this device, which was known as "the most advanced technology for halflings", Murphy suddenly had an idea. He said:
"Since you can make general-purpose computing orbs in batches, can you also make this kind of core orb?"
"You can't do it, you know you don't have the conditions, right?"
Old Flywheel replied simply and neatly:
"Even the general-purpose calculation orb was not made by myself. I just got the blueprint from my 'partner' in Port Chardeau, then wrote the internal program myself and then applied and activated it.
You have also seen that in the environment of Hungry Mountain, most of the current "basic industries" are engaged here. We do not have advanced laboratories to complete scientific and technological breakthroughs in cutting-edge fields.
That's not my area of expertise either.
But what do you want to do by asking this?"
The halfling warlord, who was a little deviant, a little nervous and very suspicious, narrowed his eyes, stared at Murphy, and said:
"You want more core orbs? Aren't you afraid of offending the Steam Lords Council?
Let me tell you, those old guys can still turn a blind eye to smuggling some general-purpose orbs. After all, this thing has become popular in Port Chardeau. An external force of the size of the Plantagenet Kingdom can't do anything in Chardeau Port.
Many ports even have specialized suppliers who provide them with this kind of stuff in the gray area.
But the core orb is another concept."
"I mainly think this thing is very easy to use. I want to give one to each of the important people under my command. Its function is much stronger than the general-purpose orb, and its computing power is more than ten times higher."
Murphy said:
"Commanders always need to take on more responsibilities. Without me as the core, delegating authority to them can always keep the entire system from collapsing in a short time.
Decentralization
Can you understand this word?"
"Nonsense, do you think I'm a troll who can only eat meat? Of course I can understand!"
Luk Feilun snorted, reached out and touched his strangely curved goatee. After thinking for a few seconds, he said:
"I really can't get more core orbs. This thing is also a cutting-edge technology in Port Chardeau. But I know that idiot Minx did a lot of experiments to make core orbs. The semi-finished products in those experiments are needed according to the process.
Destroyed.
But I can use my connections to help you get those 'semi-finished products'.
In terms of functionality, it is definitely not as good as the genuine fourth-generation core orb, which can barely be considered a third-and-a-half generation, but it is definitely much better than the general-purpose computing orb.
I can also help you rewrite an additional set of psychic factor rankings to make them as close as possible to the function of your orb.
But the price
I see that you are also an honest person, and we had a good chat. It is rare for me to meet a vampire who knows something about the future of engineering. I won’t make any money from this deal, so I just treat it as a friend.
I charge you 100,000 gold coins for each three-and-a-half-generation orb. Isn’t that expensive?
How much do you want?"
"Of course the more the better, money is not an issue!"
Murphy patted his chest and said something.
His bold gesture at this time was like a prince wearing a turban and robe in the eyes of Suluke Feilun, it was a shining golden light!
Such top quality fat sheep are hard to find nowadays!
So Sulke Feilun rolled his eyes, stood on the chair more enthusiastically and said:
"I know your situation in Transia, and I can probably guess why you came to me. I can sell you the weapons currently in stock in my factory at a friendly price! I mean, sell them all.
you.
Armor, cold weapons, and some halfling firearms I designed myself, which are definitely more useful than the outdated muskets of the dwarves. In addition, there are dynamite and explosives. I also have a lot of them here.
It was originally intended for self-protection in the war, but if you are interested, we can also talk.
Even the trolls and bugbears under my command, you know, are in chaos right now, and it’s very difficult for me to raise them. These guys are almost becoming my negative assets.”
"I want it all, I want it all!"
Murphy waved his hand and said:
"I want your inventory, your mercenaries, even your raw materials and several production lines in the factory! I know you must have complete sets of firearms production lines, and I want those too, and the prices are easy to negotiate.
"
After saying this, Lu Ke's expression became more and more subtle.
The information he learned from the Thieves Guild showed that Murphy was the governor of Transia and a core member of the Blood Vulture clan. He was suspected of maintaining an impure relationship with the Archduke of the Blood Vulture. In other words, the young vampire in front of him could use
There are indeed many resources.
But Transia is a poor place, and even a real governor cannot spend money so lavishly. Murphy's performance at this time can no longer be described as "rich".
Luke Flywheel even felt like Murphy was here to cause trouble.
He felt a little uneasy, so after a few seconds, he tentatively asked:
"So, your generous Governor, you see, our big business has been negotiated, but you haven't told me yet, what are you going to use to pay for it? Gold? Or use the taxes from your territory to pay off the debt?"
"Ah, the taxes from my territory have to be used to repay the loan Her Majesty the Wolf Lady gave us in Transia."
Murphy waved his hands and said:
"As for the blood eagle clan's gold, I have already used it to purchase various tools in the halfling factory on the Genoa Peninsula. I don't have much money on hand. In fact, I am almost becoming a pauper.
I don't intend to pay for this transaction!
And I am sure that you will be willing to happily sign our agreement and transfer your industrial properties and production lines to me at a very affordable price."
"Unlucky, I met a crazy vampire. I'm so damn unlucky today! Jasmine! See you off!"
When Su Ke Feilun heard this, his face suddenly turned cold.
He shouted and asked his golem bodyguard to ask the daydreaming vampire to get out of here. This was a waste of his time.
But the moment the strange golem bodyguard walked into the laboratory, Murphy coughed, stood up, took something out of the psychic bag and threw it to Su Ke Feilun.
He said:
"I'll pay with this! An engineering master like you must know what it is, right?"
"?"
Luk took the small black bag and carefully used a pair of tweezers to take out the contents. When he saw the strange stone with crystal clusters, Luk Feilun's scarred eyes suddenly
Staring wide.
"Burning gold rough stone?"
He looked up at Murphy, who showed a flawless fake smile and said:
"Transia has just discovered a burning gold mine. I can give it to the Hoffman family for mining, or I can use it to exchange Transia for what it needs most.
Want to make a fortune?
What I mean is, Mr. Fei Lun, I just said that I am here to discuss a real ‘big business’ with you today!”
