"Since no one wants to join, that's it, everyone."
Eski's shipment isn't just a matter of short-term orders.
By selling equipment at low prices, it is conceivable that Esky will receive a large number of orders, enough to cover most of the demand.
Moreover, the Ratmen have a tradition of recycling equipment, which means that no other engineering warlock can do this business in the underground fortress until the equipment is completely rotten.
"You are harming the interests of the Skry clan, and the Chief Engineer Warlock will punish..."
Halfway through, the short engineering warlock wearing green goggles who spoke thought of the contract stained with his blood, and then changed his words.
"I mean, the Chief Engineer Warlock won't be satisfied."
Esky's voice immediately became shrill and harsh.
"Don't use the Chief Engineer Warlock to pressure me. Kill Trabu, and my title of Chief Engineer Warlock will be removed soon. You'd better consider what the situation is like on the front line."
Seeing the expressions of confusion on the faces of the engineering warlocks, Esky thought for a moment and then said.
"I will give you some basic investment and produce something according to my design. If you can make it, you can get subsequent orders of about 5,000 to 20,000 dimensional coins, and the profit rate will be 50% for you."
"This way you don't have to worry about whether the factory will close down. In this place where warpstone is everywhere, as long as you are still profitable, you will be able to make a fortune soon. Although not one of the warpstone mines belongs to the Skryre clan yet. "
The tails of the engineering warlocks swung restlessly, and they always felt that Esky was hinting at something.
"Also, as the top person in charge of the frontline Skullie clan, I ask you to improve the failure rate of the factory. If the failure rate of your equipment is still high after three months, I will make a decision on behalf of the Skullie clan. fine."
"Focus on maintaining and improving the equipment, and stop thinking about building some powerful gadgets. It should be solved. If it really can't be solved, you can buy the patent for the solution to the problem from me."
Ratmen who can become engineering warlocks still have sufficient academic qualities.
It's just that the engineering warlocks are trying to come up with something powerful enough to make themselves famous, and they don't care too much about the things in the Fantie weapons production line, clothing factory, and food processing factory that are just sources of funds.
Anyway, Skary's industrial capabilities are in a monopoly position within Skaven. He can make money in any way near the Skaven Demon City.
But now that they are all on the front line, Eski decided to give them a chance to improve their professionalism, so that they can then provide talents to the entire Skaven underground empire.
As for whether fines for poor treatment go against Scully's principle of internal unity, Esky believes that this is just a necessary step to make his colleagues progress.
"What qualifications do you have to fine an engineer warlock! Even if I leave the underground fortress and break your contract, I will..."
Before the engineering warlock who stood up had finished speaking, he heard Esky speak.
"If you leave the front line, you will never be able to return to the Skryre clan until you die."
"As for that contract, I don't like to use it to make you obey, so the title of Scully is more useful."…
Another engineer, who was probably a black-furred eyed warlock, asked.
"Grand Engineer Warlock, although I am not questioning you, but do you want to integrate the front lines into your own faction? The Chief Engineer Warlock seems to be very taboo about someone doing this."
"Of course not. I never thought of doing anything to disgrace the Chief Engineer Warlock."
The corners of Eski's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyelids were slightly narrowed downward, making an expression that was half a smile but not a smile.
"It's just that your production efficiency and exploitation of our compatriots have caused dissatisfaction among the Horned Rats. So, of course, we have to consider the current situation on the front line."
"If that's the case, there seems to be no reason why we shouldn't share the horned rat's worries."
Eski didn't say anything else to him.
He waved his claws in the air, and a few pieces of rat skin were revealed on the blue circular plane.
"This is the rough technical information of what I want you to produce."
the oldest engineer asked in surprise.
"Is this? A blueprint for the weapon that Ojo brought?"
"If you know anything about it, you should know that I invented this weapon."
Esky said, his pink tail with white scales moving behind him.
"The principle is also very simple. It uses explosions to push objects out. You should be able to imitate this kind of thing."
"The key lies in the formula of the explosive."
The old engineering warlock mentioned.
A group of engineering warlocks had disbelief on their faces. They really didn't believe that an engineering warlock would announce such a formula that was supposed to be a top secret, and then one of them asked.
"What is saltpeter?"
They do know what sulfur and charcoal are. The rats at the upper level often use the former to drive away the ubiquitous insects, while the latter is often used in the smelting process.
However, this was the first time they had heard of such a thing as saltpeter.
"A white solid commonly found next to accumulations of feces and urine."
Esky fooled him with a vague explanation, and then continued.
"Let's not talk about this first. Let's talk about safety first."
He can hand over the recipe of black powder to his colleagues, but he will never hand over the most critical nitrate-making technology to these colleagues.
Even at Mosquita, he only briefly demonstrated how to use plant ash to extract nitrate from excrement water.
Mosquita can prepare the cannons on the battleships, as well as the batch of cannons brought from the Skaven Demon City, with enough gunpowder. It is purely because the big city has enough slave rats and enough feces.
But the production speed of excrement is limited after all. Eski knows that as long as he controls the method of making nitrate, he can ensure that he can control the development speed of Scully.
"This gunpowder needs to be specially powdered, compacted, compacted, and then made into granules to achieve maximum effectiveness."
"This requires the use of pressure equipment. You haven't been exposed to it yet, and you don't have a relatively clear understanding of material refining, so you leave all the preparations for the propellant to me."
Eski ignored the dissatisfaction of the engineering warlocks and continued.
"I would like to remind you that even adding 5 grams of warpstone powder to one kilogram of black powder can double its explosive speed."
"So before mixing in warpstone powder, remember to calculate the dosage. My face was once burned by the fire of warpstone from a cannon gun, but I cured it using other methods."….
"Does it still mean something?"
All the engineering warlocks shook their heads. Although their facial expressions were well controlled, Eski still felt the taste of greed in their souls. They probably thought they had a chance to get the details of preparing gunpowder here.
Eski watched the engineering warlocks walking out of his factory, feeling a little happy in his heart.
Sure enough, the rats who don't have enough magic power don't dare to directly use teleportation spells such as teleportation.
"Alsace, you heard what I just said."
The white-haired mouse thought about it and leaned back on the seat. He pressed the rocker next to him and rocked the chair down so that he could lie down more comfortably. At the same time, he explained to the new secretary who had always had no presence next to him.
"The production line will be maintained like this. After delivering the Slippery clan's share, we can start placing orders from other clans."
As he spoke, a bag of dimensional stones that escaped from the magic plane was placed in the scribe's hand, and Eski continued.
"I will give you an approval of approximately 10 Claw Dimension Coins to train some, or to purchase some subordinates in the slave market, and to accept orders and sell them in the underground fortress. I plan to leave them to you later."
Seeing the other party's moved expression, Esky didn't feel any waves in his heart.
This expression might just be a fake performance.
What's more, despite the power given to him
The company already has two important functions: finance and secretarial functions, but the actual process is not that important.
The production of armor is something that these factories have done before, and there is little need to rearrange the people in charge. The workers who were used by Trabu before can still be used now. The real production is still in the hands of the craftsmen in Trabu's period.
Customers who come to discuss business will not be polite to a small clerk. The clerk's life is also in Esky's hands. The two powers can be taken back at any time, so naturally there is nothing to worry about. .
Of course, Eski also wanted to change Trabb's old man, but he didn't have the energy.
In the past few days, Esky had only maintained the warpstone generator, changed a few parts, added a little redundancy, and added a threshold pressure relief structure.
Even such a simple change allowed Esky to be busy producing parts like an assembly line worker for several days.
According to Eski's own estimation, if the entire production line was to be overhauled and efficiency greatly improved, at least five to ten engineering warlocks would have to work together to solve the problem.
Fortunately, such changes are enough to greatly reduce the chance of problems with the production line. For the rest, as long as the parts that are prone to wear are regularly maintained, there is less need to worry about production shutdowns.
This is almost the same as the factory in Skaven Castle, although the equipment is probably much behind.
Thinking of this, Esky suddenly said to Alsace.
"Secretary, please keep an eye on those slave rats. Don't let those slaves damage my production equipment. I come to maintain the production line every three to seven days. If something breaks down and stops during this period, it will be your responsibility."
Avoiding the other party's doubtful eyes, Eski stopped paying attention to him and walked to the open space alone. He used the gray shadow wind collected from the blocked light to start carving runes on the ground, muttering something in his mouth, using Arnold Kuiyan called for the wind of magic. ….
It took about more than an hour, about a full horned rat hour, before a teleportation circle was finally carved.
However, according to what the Shadow Wind can sense, the darkness in the tunnel can only spread to a small place one hundred and twenty kilometers south. Even Eski does not know whether there are rats in that place.
If you want to use teleportation to connect later, there will still be a lot of loss.
It seems that I have to use a relay, otherwise running around all day is not an option.
Esky thought along his soft white beard. He immediately thought of the Book of Nuqianqi, and at the same time thought of the corruption in it. His heart, which was a little excited just now, immediately sank.
It would be nice if those nine books were not written by Nvganqi. Although there are six books by Slaanesh to compare with, the corruption is indeed real.
Thinking of this kind of problem, Esky felt a headache. He was always thinking about solving the toxins in his chest that were ready to kill him at any time, which made him even more tired.
However, when he arrived at the parliamentary table in the southern stronghold around the agreed time, Esky felt that his patience had its limits.
"There is no data on materials, population, assets, etc. There is nothing in the minds of the Med clan!"
Eski yelled at Storm Rat, who brought in the messy pile of application materials and the almost random report.
Only then did he realize that it seemed that not only Alsace lacked talents to attack him, but the southern stronghold also lacked talents related to statistics and finance.
Having taken over the city for nearly a day, he didn't even understand what was going on in the city.
You can only go and see it in person.
Just after leaving the southern black wood gate of the parliament, the people of the Med clan were still around the parliament, sacrificing the "lucky ones" to Kane one after another according to some ritual.
"It's your mother's! No more sacrifices are allowed! I can't share even a little bit of the divine power of the sacrifices!"
Eski slapped the Storm Rat, who was still taking out the ritual dagger, and his claws with white runes knocked the Storm Rat, who was a few points shorter than Eski now, to the ground.
"This is a sacrifice to the great Horned Rat."
The other Storm Rat roared fervently and did not stop until its head separated from its body and fell to the ground.
Using dimensional force fields and dimensional lightning, Esky barely managed to drive away these things that were still making endless sacrifices, and then Esky walked towards the upper wooden structure floor, where the rats lived.
Along the way, the city that has been taken over for a long time is still basically in a state of disorder. The Mede clan is even in complete darkness underground, still indulging in the midnight of death that originally belonged to the elves.
After several dimensional lightning killed the blind guy of the Mede clan, the midnight death behavior near Eski officially stopped.
As the rat who was about to be captured and sacrificed fawningly led Eski to his residence, Eski learned the general appearance of this stronghold before he occupied it.
Most of the rat people's residences are Datongpu built on urban wooden structures. There is no foundation or stable support structure, and there is a risk of collapse at any time.
It is said that because this place is too remote, the few outstanding masons and carpenters have been used to build the main body of the city, and they have no energy to build for ordinary rats.
How can Tao survive when things perish?
