Chapter 482

Name:Warhammer Wizard Author:Emperor
In less than half an hour, the sound of a car came from the castle vestibule.

Arkalande came.

This legendary mid-level mechanic was full of red face and eyes full of anticipation. He entered the living room and said loudly: "Ren, I heard that you have something to do with me. I can't even take care of the latest motorcycle test. How about it?" , is it enough to give you face?"

Ren laughed, "Sit down, please."

He and Akalande had cooperated a few times very happily, and they were very familiar with each other, so they spoke more casually.

When the maid brought the tea, Akalande drank a few sips to quench his thirst, shook his head and said, "You are a real big shot now, it's hard for many people to see you."

"You can come to me anytime." Ren shrugged.

"What's the use of coming?" Acklander looked helpless, "As the Earl of Glamorgan, how much time do you spend in the castle? By the way, I haven't congratulated you yet, Duke Augustus."

"Thank you." Ren accepted the other party's congratulations with restraint.

Seeing his calm look, Akalande couldn't help sighing: "Congatro's restoration of the dragon descendants has spread to the empire. In the past two months, the imperial parliament has privately sent I don’t know how many times I have quarreled about the wizard. Now I heard that you were canonized as a duke by His Majesty the Dragonborn, and the quarrel is even more intense. I don’t know how many people envy you..."

"Tsk tsk!"

"This is a duke. Although the title is not as prestigious as the duke of the empire, there is a huge fief with millions of people, and even I am jealous."

Aklande looked yearning, the only way to obtain such a large fiefdom in the empire was to be promoted to Holy Soul Wizard and enter the Supreme Council.

Other extraordinary people are not eligible to be named dukes even if they rise to level 20 or above.

The empire is the empire of wizards, not the empire of superhumans.

Ren heard the deep meaning in Akalande's words, and he was actually reminding himself to be careful of backstabbing.

He has known about the quarrels in the Imperial Council for a long time, so there is nothing to worry about. The teacher has dealt with these matters. The Wezeland wizard went to Congatro in a personal capacity, and now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, there is no point in arguing among the councilors.

Behind these disputes are nothing more than small actions of the other two factions.

They don't want to see Wezelan Floating Void City profit from Congatro, solve the huge debt problem, and ease the teacher's passivity in the Supreme Council.

"Anyone who thinks there is any doubt, just come to me." Ren sneered.

"Hahaha..." Akalande laughed loudly, "Those councilors are just lackeys under the feet of the real big shots, and they wouldn't dare to appear in front of you even if they had a hundred guts, unless they felt that their brains were stronger than Mark's. Still hard."

The decisive battle outside Kingsland also spread to the Empire.

No one can see that Ren is using the real Thor's Hammer, but anyone with a little knowledge knows that Ren's strength is already at the peak of legend. Looking at the entire empire, unless it is a holy soul wizard or a holy rank extraordinary However, there were not many people who could catch Rennes' hammer.

Ren didn't mention Congatero anymore, but asked about the situation of the motorcycle factory.

The two cooperated to build a motorcycle factory. Except for the day when the first car rolled off the production line, Ren never went there again, and handed everything over to Aklande for management, completely becoming a hands-off shopkeeper.

When it comes to motorcycles, Akalande is immediately in high spirits.

He has devoted all his energy to motorcycles for more than a year, and has improved to the third new model. At the same time, he has not forgotten to increase production lines and increase sales. In the name of the mechanical union, he has established branches in all major cities in the empire. .

Now there are more than a dozen motorcycle factories, with a total production capacity of 1,000 motorcycles per day.

Sales are also booming.

Because the price is cheap enough, less than one tenth of a car, and it is easy to use, many urban residents and even civilians in the countryside can afford it, and the supply has been in short supply.

Nearly every car has been snatched away by someone waving banknotes as soon as it leaves the factory.

Now in the big cities of the empire and the villages and towns in the suburbs, you can see motorcycles emitting white smoke galloping everywhere, passing through the streets and alleys, leaving behind a series of roaring sounds.

The mechanics union also sees the prospect of motorcycles, which will be one of the most lucrative projects.

Akland has decided to continue to invest and increase production capacity, striving to produce 5,000 motorcycles per day within three years, and sell them to countries outside the empire.

As a result, the motorcycle factory not only cannot pay back the cost in the early stage, but also has to invest more funds.

Speaking of this, Akalande was a little embarrassed.

He once told Rennes that he would be able to make a profit within a year, but he slapped himself in the face.

The cake of motorcycles is too big. Although he is the vice president of the Machinery Union, he can't block those greedy eyes. There are also branches in various cities, lords and nobles, and big businessmen in sales channels within the union. There was open and secret fighting for shares, and even friction occurred.

Rennes owns 40% of the first factory in Modu.

According to the previous agreement, no matter which city the new branch factory of the Mechanical Trade Union is located in, as long as Rennes' steam motorcycle technology is used, each branch factory must give Rennes 10% of the shares.

This 10% share does not seem to be much, but when more and more factories are opened in the future, the value will be incalculable.

Ren saw Akalande's difficulty and asked, "Someone wants to move my 10% of the shares?"

"Yes." Akalande nodded silently, "I am not the only one who has the final say on the Mechanics Union. There are also several other vice presidents, and local branches also want to get a share. You have to share those new factories if you don't do anything. Taking one tenth, many people think it is too high."

He thought for a while and said, "If you can make a concession and reduce the share to half, I can help you fight for it."

Ren nodded, he is not unreasonable.

Thinking about it differently, Akalande felt uncomfortable being caught in the middle, so he asked, "Do you have any information about the branch factories in various places? Show me."

"I keep it with me all the time." Aklande took out a stack of thick documents.

Ren took it over and read it. It listed the city locations, input costs and shareholding composition of the thirteen new factories in the empire. There are more than 20 new factories in preparation. Just looking at the information, even people who don't know much about business can see the future prospects and huge market of motorcycles.

Its price is much cheaper than that of a car, but its sales are dozens of times higher than that of a car.

In the future, the motorcycle market will be fully expanded, and the annual revenue will reach at least 80 million gold shields. In addition, the follow-up maintenance will also be an income, and the annual net profit will exceed 10 million gold shields.

If the overseas market can be developed again, it is estimated that it can be doubled!

Who is not jealous of the tens of millions of gold shields earned every year? Not to mention ordinary noble lords, even holy soul wizards can't sit still, and can't help but want to intervene to make a fortune.

In fact, Rennes saw the shadow of the holy soul wizard on the list of shareholders of some new factories.

Many of these people are wizards from Floating Void City, or simply members of wizard families.

Ryan had thought that motorcycles would be very popular and would have a huge market, but he never thought that motorcycles would be so popular, far beyond his imagination.

The most important thing here is that motorcycles burn "ash coal". Its calorific value is no less than gasoline in previous lives, but it is much cheaper than gasoline. The labor union's mature steam technology and the steam motorcycles produced by the union have excellent performance, so it exploded all at once.

"Ren, I'm under a lot of pressure."

Akalande looked distressed, "every day, people came to put pressure on me, forcing me to hide in the factory. Even the president asked me several times, asking me to seek your opinion as soon as possible. I have been here several times. , Fabian always said you were not here."

Ren raised his eyebrows, and the mysterious president couldn't bear the pressure.

"I see."

He thought about it for a while, and said, "I'm sure I won't give up the 10% of the shares to others." Ren's words made Akalande's expression change slightly, and just about to open his mouth, Ren waved his hand and said, "But I also I will not take shares in vain, and I will contribute according to the proportion of shares for how much money is invested in the initial construction of the factory."

10% of the shares in all motorcycle factories earn millions of gold shields every year, which is quite another Earl's territory, who is willing to let it go?

If Ren is just an ordinary lord, he can't keep his interests, so he can only pinch his nose and admit it.

But he is not.

With Wezelan and a holy soul wizard behind him as backers, the teacher is in good health, and his own strength is invincible under the holy soul, so why should he spit out the meat he ate?

What is mine is mine, and no one can take it away, even if the Holy Soul Sorcerer comes!

Akalande's face changed, he shook his head and said, "This is not a small amount. There are more than 30 factories in total. You need to spend at least two million gold shields for the proportional investment. There will be more in the later stage, and it is possible to exceed three million gold shields in the end." .”

"Three million gold shields?" Ren readily agreed, "Okay, I'm out."

When he was looking through the information of the new factory just now, he had silently calculated it, and it was almost this amount, and the investment was definitely worth it.

"You can afford that much money!"

Akland was extremely surprised, and Ren's tone of understatement seemed to mean not three million gold shields, but three hundred gold shields. Even for himself, who has accumulated a substantial net worth of tens of millions in assets after years of operation, it is a bit difficult to come up with so much cash.

"I have gained a little in Congatro." Ren said lightly.

Akalande understood immediately, and couldn't help but enviously said: "I'm afraid it's more than a little..."

Ren smiled and said seriously: "I have invested so much money, but there is one request. I will set up an audit team to regularly review the accounts of the motorcycle factory every six months to ensure that my money has not been embezzled by others. This is not too much Bar?"

"Yes." Akalande nodded seriously.

He also couldn't guarantee that the accounts of the motorcycle factory would be fine. There would always be people who would take risks, and Rennes' audit team happened to be a sharp sword in his hand.

Ren smiled in satisfaction, "I'll have someone send the first money to the trade union tomorrow."

He stood up, "Now it's time to talk about my business."

"What's up?"

"You'll know when you come with me."

With doubts, Akland followed Ren into the teleportation hall of the castle. He was not surprised to see the teleportation array. Ren was always missing, and he had already guessed that there was a teleportation array in the castle.

However, Ren did not activate the teleportation array, but stood by and waited.

Ten seconds later.

The teleportation array shook slightly, all the rune engraved lines lit up, the void rippled like the surface of water, gradually forming a vast energy vortex, and a few minutes later, a tall teleportation gate opened in the center of the vortex.

Ren made a gesture of invitation and took the lead to walk in.

Akalande hurriedly followed, passed through the portal, and found himself in an open courtyard surrounded by an ancient castle. Looking up, he saw heavy snow falling in the sky, and the temperature was very cold, with bursts of cold wind.

This is the Kingdom of Congatero!

Akland tightened his clothes, and heard a young voice say, "Teacher."

He followed the prestige and saw a thin, indifferent young man with a somewhat sinister demeanor, not yet twenty years old, saluting to Ren.

Ren nodded and replied, "Raistlin, you've done a good job, let's go back to Wedzeland first."

"is teacher."

Raistlin turned and entered the portal and disappeared.

Akalande watched the portal close, and immediately understood that this teleportation array was actually arranged by Ren's students. Even if it was just splicing the cast mithril plates together, it showed extremely superb magic talent.

This student named Raistlin has been under Ren's school for less than half a year. He is probably only a junior wizard, but he has mastered such profound magic knowledge.

"You are really not an easy student." Akalande said in surprise.

He said this from the bottom of his heart, because he found himself unable to see through Raistlin's strength, as if shrouded in a layer of fog. A majestic legendary middle-level mechanic, but he can't understand a junior wizard, and he is afraid of being laughed at if he speaks out.

Ren snickered, you'd be damned if you could see through.

"Raistlin is my best student, and his future achievements will be no worse than mine." The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said playfully.

Akalande was taken aback, he didn't expect Ren to have such a high opinion of Raistlin.

You know, how famous Ren is in the empire now, not only broke the record of the youngest legendary extraordinary person of the Duke of Redstone, but also his strength is unfathomable.

No one would have believed that the legendary elementary level beat the legendary high level before.

Many people study Rennes and compare him with those famous heroes in history. Some even think that Rennes is the most outstanding genius in human history. A master is a person of one level, and it is only a matter of time before he is promoted to a holy soul in the future.

Although some people think that this is touting Rennes, which is exaggerated.

But no one can deny Rennes' talent and strength.

Now Ren said that his student Raistlin would be no less successful than himself in the future, and Akalande was startled and dubious.

One Renn is amazing enough, but if there is another Raistlin, is it worth it?

"Akland."

Ren yelled twice before Acaland came back to his senses and asked aloud, "Where is this place in Congatro?"

"Dragon's Back Fort." Ren replied.

He opened any door leading to the high tower of the castle, overlooking the entire Dragon's Back City built on the top of the hill. It was covered by heavy snow at the moment, and his vision was completely white. Not far from the south was the prosperous giant dragon forest, and to the north And to the east is an endless plain.

"I am going to do my best to build the Principality of Augustus."

Ren pointed to the city below and the land in the distance, and said: "When I talk about construction, I mean comprehensive mechanization, building roads and railways between cities, building schools and factories, upgrading mining equipment, and everything that can be used by machinery. Machinery is used everywhere in the world, and the production and operation of the entire principality is powered by steam engines, and this will be a country built on steam engines."

"Of course, the most important thing is to build the temple of the goddess and spread the brilliance of his wisdom."

"This requires a lot of participation from the Mechanical Trade Union. Within three years, it is estimated that five million gold shields will be invested, and more will be invested in the next few decades."

"I will also provide some designs on mechanical products, which are definitely not much worse than the income of motorcycles. This is an opportunity for the Mechanical Union. What do you think?" Ren asked with a smile.

Akalande's eyes brightened the more he listened.

Especially when he heard "Comprehensive Mechanization", his breathing became even more heavy, as if he saw a grand blueprint slowly unfolding before his eyes.

Akland nodded heavily without hesitation, and said loudly: "On behalf of the Mechanics Union, I agree to cooperate with the Duke to participate in the construction of the Principality of Augustus!"