The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 35

Watching Ivan leave in the bar, One-eyed Walker almost collapsed, cursing wildly under his seemingly calm appearance.

"If you want to talk about business, just say no? If you insist on doing something like this, is it sick?!"

Gradually calming down the restless emotions, I thought about it again: "That's right, if you speak directly, no one will easily believe the seemingly flattering rhetoric."

Touching his bald head, he glanced at the various subordinates in front of the round table. One-eyed Walker's eyes suddenly became a little sad. Just now, no one stood up to defend his dignity as the boss.

To make matters worse, their deadly enemy, the Bloody Hand Party who had defected to Senator Maynard, has become the black glove of the nobles in Tingen City, controlling almost 80% of the contraband trade in Tingen City.

As a result, the living space of the Razor Gang has been compressed again and again, and they can barely survive near the Black Rose Bar. The streets are also full of Blood Hands' eyeliner, and their subordinates are ready to move, as if they are always ready to use his head to claim credit for the Blood Hands .

Therefore, he must not let go of the opportunity to get online with the police station. This is the only chance for the Razor Gang to turn around.

"I have to talk to the other party about the specific details, but before that..."

While thinking about it, One-eyed Walker suddenly turned to his more loyal subordinate, and said solemnly:
"Six Fingers, check the background of Alvin Stimson first, and remember not to startle the snake!"

At the same time, taking advantage of the fluctuating hearts in the bar, the rotten tooth who had been submissive in front of One-Eyed Walker sneaked out the back door and disappeared while the other party was arranging work for other people under the pretext of urinating.

And Aiwen, who didn't get breakfast for nothing, rubbed his belly, walked out of the dirty Haifeng Lane, and suddenly began to miss the days of eating and drinking for nothing in the resident.

"I don't know if the Mechanic Heart team will reimburse the board, lodging and transportation expenses during the mission..."

"By the way, I'm penniless now, what should I do for lunch? Do I have to walk back to the North District resident?"

Just as he was worrying about his next plan, a rental carriage speeding up in the distance suddenly stopped by the side of the road.

"Mr. Stimson, I finally found you!"

Wearing a brown robe, with two dark circles under his eyes due to not sleeping all night, Upton, whose hair looked messy, jumped out of the car with a face of joy. Under the surprised gazes of passers-by, he carried a pump-action shotgun He ran straight to Aiwen and said:
"Haven't you had lunch yet? Why don't we find a place to eat first?"

Hearing this, Ai Wen smiled, took the shotgun handed over by the other party, and while secretly lamenting that he was sleepy and met a pillow, he suddenly asked: "About the bicycle patent, do you want to hand it over to the church, or find a manufacturer to cooperate with?" ?”

"I..." After hesitating for a while, Upton said hesitantly, "I want to hand it over to the church. After all, we don't have the funds to invest in building a factory..."

At the same time, what I did not tell Ivan was that although he came from a merchant family, because of this, his parents would never invest a penny in him without showing enough value.

And only by selling bicycles and gaining a reputation as an inventor, can the stereotype in the eyes of family members that they are uneducated and incompetent be reversed in one fell swoop. Even if their parents do not provide funds, there will be rich people willing to donate their gold pounds through the threshold.

"Nice idea!"

Next to him, Ivan nodded in satisfaction, and based on a simple guess, combined with Upton's family situation, he quickly deduced the other party's plan.

So he strolled along the street with Upton, taking advantage of the opportunity to tell his plan.

"To become a qualified inventor, one needs not only excellent technology, but also sufficient funds!"

"Like Tesla and Edison!"

"A businessman is packaged as a great inventor and manufacturer, but the real technicians are poor and unknown, and in the end they can only regretfully leave the dream that only exists in the manuscript and die forever."

"Tesla? Edison?" Upton scratched the back of his head with a confused face, and immediately fell into self-blame because of his ignorance and ignorance of the great inventor's deeds, and stammered with a flushed face:
"Yes... I'm sorry! Mr. Stimson, I forgot the great inventor you mentioned. I will definitely read the book when I go back."

"It's not important!" Ivan coughed dryly and quickly changed the subject.

"What I mean is that we need sufficient funds and channels. In my plan, the first batch of bicycles must be signed by both of us. After we have enough reputation, funds will not be a problem."

"Next, we just need to come up with a new product, an epoch-making product, and then find someone to cooperate with us, set up a new factory to recruit workers, obtain enough funds, and then launch our next product."

"By analogy, among them, your family owns a small fleet, which will be the best choice to open up channels. In addition, we also need cheap raw materials to maintain initial production with meager funds. One of the purposes here!"

Upton, who nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking rice, froze for a moment, and turned his puzzled eyes to Ivan beside him.

But the other party smiled and said: "There will be shadows under the light, Upton!"

"What's more, it's an era when civilization is so backward."

"As far as I know, the gangsters in Tingen City hold a huge number of underground transactions, ranging from firewood and candles to factory equipment, raw materials, etc.!"

"So I asked the Razor Gang entrenched here to propose a cooperation intention. They can help us deliver enough cheap raw materials without worrying about getting stuck due to jealousy."

"But... at the Tingen City Police Department, we are only part-timers, responsible for dealing with extraordinary cases, and there are also Nighthawks, Punishers..." Upton hesitated to express his worries.

"It's not impossible to give up part of the benefits!" Aiwen suddenly patted the other party's shoulder.

Then he turned and said: "Besides, apart from the selfishness of leaving a mark in history, we do not disrupt the market entirely for personal interests, and new inventions can not only provide enough jobs, bring income to the poor, but also promote the times. Development frees people from ignorance and poverty."

"Machine can liberate our hands, and knowledge can bring power. I think in the near future, with the promotion of our industrial products one after another, workers will at least not have to go hungry, and farmers will no longer have to fall tired in the fields , more children can enter the school instead of the factory!"

"Finally, the tentacles of the black street mice extending in the dark can also help us monitor the city and find out all the scum that is hiding in the dark and trying to destroy it. Don't worry about waking up, and the out-of-control superhumans will suddenly explode. Dropped a whole block..."

"I see, Mr. Stimson!" Upton nodded heavily suddenly.

In the persuasion, Aiwen's words completely dispelled his worries, making this 19-year-old boy obsessed with mechanical inventions full of ambition and longing for the big pie in the air.

Because of the long-term depressed environment, he is full of desire to stand out and prove himself. At the same time, he has not been beaten by society, but he is also full of sympathy for changing the world and the miserable life in the slums.

"Unfortunately, war is the main theme of human development, and the development of science and technology will feed back war and continue to promote the development of science and technology... But this is what I long for, so what I want is not to leave a name in history..."

"Because only steel and blood can get rid of the enslavement of the evil gods and allow human beings to find their own future!" Aiwen sighed silently in his heart.

Suddenly heard Upton's expectant inquiry: "Mr. Stimson, do you have any ideas for our next invention?"

Putting aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, he slowly stretched out three fingers, and said with a look of nostalgia: "Bicycle, radio (tape recorder), sewing machine, one of the three ancient items, a small item, and a flashlight!"

"Flashlight? What's that?" Upton was confused by the general explanation, and at the same time felt itchy about the new invention.

In this regard, Ai Wen suddenly showed a smile on his face, looked up at the scorching sun emitting infinite heat and light above the sky, and said as if muttering:
"It is a hand-held lighting device that is not afraid of wind and rain, has a simple structure, is small and light, and will also be the front-end technology for the development of electric lights and radios in the future."

"It involves the core of the second industrial revolution of mankind..."

(End of this chapter)