The Troublesome Hero Among the Heroes

The night of forging Holy Land will never be quiet, and the sound of iron strikes is faintly audible.

Charles was sitting on the stone bench by the roadside, looking at the sky that was reddened by the light of the steel factory in the distance, deeply sighed.

Beside him, the dwarves passed by continuously carrying a stretcher, and it took them more than ten minutes to take away the dwarves and elves in the banquet hall.

The dwarf is a good wine, Charles knows it. Although they do not drink while working, drinking after get off work is the same as drinking water.

The elves generally don't drink enough, and Charles knows it too. He had never seen Elizabeth and they drank a lot of alcohol, and Harkala, who had no idea where he fled, had even worse alcohol.

So at the dwarf’s reception tonight, buckets of brandy were pushed in by the cart.

More than 60 people came to the elves this time. In addition to Charles and their committee, there are also departments responsible for purchasing other materials, as well as some related business people, including the Wright sisters.

The dwarves also sent elite soldiers to accompany them one-on-one, and the banquet soon entered the stage of establishing a strong relationship with brandy.

The dwarf found a pair of sisters over there to accompany Sister Wright.

Ovel frowned when she saw a glass of brandy passed by the dwarf younger sister.

"Sorry, we never drank alcohol through childhood." Ovie said to the dwarf younger sister.

"It's okay, it's okay!" The dwarf younger sister stuffed the wine glass into Oville's hand, "Then just take a sip, I'll do whatever you want."

She After speaking, he drank the brandy in his hand.

Except for Charles, the elves and dwarves on the field began to fight each other.

The first to fall was Frederick. He just graduated last year and then followed his father Edward to work on the committee. As a result, he was overwhelmed by the dwarf in twos or twos, and the dwarf who cleaned him hadn't quenched his thirst.

It didn't take long before Charles took a jug of juice and went outside to blow the air, listening to the sound of iron strikes.

The time is up. The waiters in the banquet hall skillfully took out a pair of stretchers from the warehouse and carried away the drunks who were on the floor.

"Let's go back." Ovigil walked over and said to Charles.

"Hiccup..." Wilbur burped a drink.

Charles looked at Sister Wright in horror, "Are you okay?"

Just now he learned from the dwarf waiter that the whole army of dwarves in the banquet hall was destroyed and the whole audience was still standing. Only the Wright sisters remain.

Ovelle just shook his head, and Wilbur said, "My hands are a little numb."

Charles froze for a while and said: "Let’s go, let’s go back and rest. ."

The same rice raises hundreds of elves, and it’s not surprising that there are two people who can drink occasionally.

At 7:30 in the morning on the second day, the members of the Elf delegation who had slept for one night came out of their rooms one after another.

Charles discovered that, except for the Wright sisters who lived across the door, the other hangover elves were not very good.

The most important thing is that treatment seems to have no effect on hangovers.

Fortunately, the elves have recovered a lot after eating breakfast, at least it does not seem to delay today's work.

After breakfast, everyone was busy with their own things. The door that should go to purchase cleared the way to purchase. Charles and the others came to the wall of the temple and negotiated with the Pope on the big business of building nearly ten thousand strongholds.

The elves at first released the wind to build nearly 10,000 strongholds. Now the dwarves who forged Holy Land know that the local tyrants from the south have brought big projects.

Many dwarves who are engaged in the construction industry in the north have returned to the forging Holy Land here, ready to share a glass of wine in this feast.

In the Conference Hall, He Dou Dagger led the dwarves to sit on one side, and Charles led the Elves on the other side.

Charles found that the imposing manner of the dwarves on the opposite side was not very satisfactory. They kept looking at the elf side, as if they were looking for one.

At ten o'clock, negotiations began.

After a round of polite remarks, Charles said to He Dou Dagger: "The Pope Your Majesty, I represent the Spirit King, with friendship and gold coin, come to meet you with me. Negotiations for the first phase of the Fangyanhe Monitoring and Defense Project. The project contains a total of 233 sets of strongholds......"

As soon as Charles finished introducing the project, the dwarves started to fry the pot, and they whispered to each other immediately. .

He Dou Dagger was frowned, two murderous eyes pierced Charles, when he heard the "first period", he knew the plan of the elves on the opposite side.

He had known the technique that the elves wanted for concrete ten years ago, but the result is that the elves have not been able to do so under the guard of the dwarves.

This time the elf is nothing more than holding a piece of fragrant scallion pancake and first buckle a small piece out as bait. If the dwarf wants to eat the larger piece at the back, he has to show some "sincerity." NS.

He Dou Dagger cleared his throat, and he said: "I know what you mean, no talk about concrete technology. You can talk to other dwarves about engineering construction."

He blocked the technology transfer all at once. In his view, the spirit cultivator to build a defense system is just needed. This piece of cake can definitely be eaten in the mouth, so there is no need to catch up with your own core technology.

"We don't need concrete manufacturing technology." Charles said, "We are just inviting you to build several cement production plants."

He Dou Dagger uses care. He looked at Charles, "What's the difference between this and directly giving you the technology?"

The difference is there, and it's quite big, but He Dou Dagger deliberately ignores this.

With equipment, it may not be possible to produce qualified products. The ratio of raw materials and the process flow are also extremely important. Many things can't be learned by looking at the surface, otherwise the chef school will not go on. And let alone the management of the factory, you have seen many factories die in management.

Charles laughed in the face of the categorical rejection of He Dou Dagger, and then turned his head to nodded to Edward who was sitting beside him laughing and not speaking. Then Edward asked his entourage to move things.

Soon the two elves walked into the Conference Hall carrying a large box. They took out a bag of powder, a few solid pieces and a pile of parchment from the box and placed them in front of the dwarves.

He Dou Dagger and their eyes immediately turned red, because the elves took out a bag of cement and a few blocks of cement.

"The secret is leaked!" This is the first single thought of the dwarves.

For a while, the atmosphere in the Conference Hall suddenly became tense, and the dwarves showed signs of disagreement and preparation.

Even if he is fighting, he can't keep calm when his own interests are damaged.

At this time Edward lightly coughed twice, and then said with a smile on his face: "Not long ago, Victoria Queen Your Majesty suddenly remembered something when recalling the past."

This time the dwarves seemed to be pinched around their necks, their faces were red and white, and for a while, they were stuck in their throats and couldn't say what they wanted to say.

The cement production technology dwarfs got from the notebook left by Fillip.

But who did not know the relationship between Fillip and Victoria, Edward and the older elves even met Fillip himself.

If the elves said that their skills were what Fillip and the queen told the queen when they looked at the moon, what else can the dwarves do besides pinching their noses and acknowledging them.

He Dou Dagger opened his mouth several times to say something there, but he couldn't organize the language for a while.

At this time, Charles said to him: "Pope Your Majesty, please take a look at the data on the parchment."

After Charles reminded, He Dou Dagger took up the table Read the parchment.

He startsled first, then browses tightly frowns. After a while, he handed the parchment to the dwarf next to him, and asked Charles: "Is the data on this real?"

Charles said seriously: "It's true, this kind of Quick-hardening cement is recently developed by us. You can experiment with it."

"We promise that if you agree to help us build a cement plant, we will share it with you This cement formula."

He Dou Dagger folded his arms in front of his chest, lowered his head to think about the other party's proposal.

Those dwarves who got the information studied the cement blocks there. According to the information, the cement blocks were poured early in the morning today.

After more than ten minutes, He Dou Dagger lifts the head to the elf side and said: "I want to test the sample you brought, and wait for the test results to come out before proceeding to the next step. Negotiation."

"We agree to adjourn the meeting for the time being." Charles responded, this was planned at first, and the dwarf impossible only relied on a few parchments to believe his own words.

He Dou Dagger and they hurriedly left the Conference Hall with samples of fast hardening cement, and Edward and their faces showed smiles. As long as the dwarves are interested in the technology of this cement, then everything has to be discussed. What they fear most is that the dwarves are indifferent in the face of new materials.

Charles is also smiling and not saying anything. Fortunately, the Spirit King has enough technical reserves to make a batch of finished products in the laboratory in a short time, otherwise he will have to use the fruits of face.

Now as long as they are nodded, Charles will complete the task. The dwarf agreed in principle to exchange the factory for technology, so Edward and the others should discuss the next details.