Chapter 2127: Terrible genius

City of Chaos, Buffett Manor.
In the brightly lit study room, Hill was looking through materials at his desk.
"Miss, the locomotive engineering department has all been transferred to artillery research and production. The engineers and workers are very enthusiastic." The secretary walked in the door and looked at Hill.
Hill put down the information in his hand, looked up at the secretary and said: "Very well, you will pay all the engineers and workers a month's salary in advance, and it will be paid tomorrow, or according to the previous standard."
This was a request from the City Lord's Mansion, and Hill already knew what happened on the northern ice sheet of the Los Empire.
This is about the survival crisis of all races on the Nolan Continent. As a banker who uses the Nolan Continent as a market, she sees the potential opportunities under the crisis.
Tomorrow, all ethnic groups will discuss major issues in the chaotic city and, if nothing else, will sign a new peace treaty on the spot.
This means that if the Nolan Continent can withstand this crisis of the devil and the undead legion, it will once again usher in a hundred years of peace.
What a precious opportunity this is, and for the Buffett family, it is more about survival.
So when the request of the City Lord's Mansion was delivered to her, she hardly hesitated and let all the engineers and craftsmen under her put into the production of artillery.
She may not be able to make any contribution on the front line, but Buffett's strong financial strength can still do a lot of things in the rear.
"By the way, have you tested the power of the artillery?" Hill asked curiously.
The City Lord’s Mansion did not say who the artillery came from, but it was possible to make City Lord Michael take it so seriously, I think it should have a good power.
The secretary took out a piece of information from his carry-on bag and submitted it, and said: "Today, the City Lord’s Mansion has just done a test. We got a report. The small-caliber artillery is as powerful as a bursting fireball released by a third-level magician. The power of a medium-caliber cannon is equivalent to the bursting fireball released by a fourth-level magician, while the power of a super-large-caliber cannon has reached the power of a fireball released by a sixth-level magician."
"Can you reach the power of a sixth-level magician?!" Hill was a little surprised.
Although the super-caliber artillery can be regarded as a steel behemoth, it is a tool that ordinary people can control and use.
This means that as long as the number of large-caliber artillery is sufficient, they will have a group of sixth-level magicians out of thin air.
"This designer is really a terrible genius." Hill couldn't help but admire.
She has seen the artillery materials, although they are a bit strange, they are not expensive and cherished, and the goblins can provide them in large quantities.
But no one thought that these things that seemed to be completely unmatched would burst out with such terrible power.
And the round tube barrel gave the artillery the ability to attack from a distance.
However, if such a big killer appeared a hundred years ago, I am afraid that the last race war would become even more terrifying.
The designer chose to take out the artillery at such a moment, he should have seen that the various ethnic groups decided to sign a peace treaty, and it would be difficult to start a war in a hundred years.
Such far-sighted considerations made Hill also admire him.
"Recruit more blacksmiths in Chaos City, give them double wages, let them join the team of forging artillery, and strive to expand production." Hill looked at the secretary and said.
"Okay." The secretary walked away quickly.
Hill couldn't help pacing in the study. The eventful autumn also contained great opportunities.
If she can follow the trend and seize the opportunity, she might be able to create a career as big as her grandfather.
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Morton Manor.
Gloria's face was grave as she listened to Jeffrey's account of the current situation in the Nolan continent.
She was silent for a while and looked at Jeffrey and said: "Grandfather, I want to donate all the cotton yarn and cotton cloth in the cloth shop and my hand to prepare warm clothes for the soldiers who will go to the Arctic Icefield to resist the undead army."
Jeffrey's eyes were a little surprised, but he quickly turned into a comforting color, smiling and nodding: "Bufang is already yours. You don't need to ask me if you make a decision. But why are you doing this? "
Gloria said with a serious expression: "Now all ethnic groups are separated by a thin strip of water, and only by uniting one heart can they win the first line of life.
We can't go to the front to kill the enemy, but we can do our part in the rear, even if it's just that the soldiers who go to the front have a cold and warm clothing, it's better than doing nothing. "
Geoffrey nodded in relief: "Yes, this is a completely different crisis from the race war a hundred years ago, but it is also a rare moment for the various races of the Nolan Continent to unite and fight the enemy together.
If we win, then the Nolan continent may enter the next hundred years of prosperity and will trigger the conditions for the integration of all races. "
It will be a great era full of imagination, and for their generation, it is also the era that they most want to see in their lifetime.
But this era is destined to belong to young people.
Geoffrey looked at Gloria with admiration. He is not worried about the inheritance of the Morton family at all. In the next era, Gloria will definitely leave her legend.
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McGonagall didn't wait long when there was a knock on the door.
"Come on." McGonagall stood up and opened the door, with four young and capable girls standing outside.
"Hello, are you here for an interview?" McGonagall said, smiling at the four girls.
"Yes, boss Effie introduced us to you for an interview." The leader was a girl with short hair with a gentle smile.
McGonagall let the door open: "Please come in."
The four girls entered the door. Judging from their temperament and demeanor, they should all be familiar. They didn't have the feeling of being at all. Their demeanor was calm and made people feel quite comfortable.
"Sit down, please." McGonagall poured them a glass of water, and then sat across from the four girls with Irina.
They were looking at the four girls who came to interview, and the four girls were looking at the young boss.
They originally wanted to go to the Titan Tavern for an interview. They heard that the Titan Tavern had just won the gold medal in the wine tasting conference, and the tavern was doing very well.
But Miss Effie recommended them to the Saipan tavern at the opposite door yesterday. It is said that this Saipan tavern also won the gold award at the wine tasting conference, and there are no employees in the store. It was a good time when there was a shortage of people. Salary.
McGonagall first said: "I'm Hades, the owner of this Saipan tavern, this is the proprietress, can you introduce yourself separately? It's best to mention your work history separately."
"I am Jones, eighteen years old this year. I have been a bartender and restaurant waiter for five years, and I have been a small foreman for one year." The short-haired girl said first.