Chapter 893

Kalinda stars, this is an unknown sacrifice to the moon god. If it weren't for this mission, she might not even be known by everyone.

"The goddess is on the, too......"

Looking at the tractor driving across the street, many elves couldn't help frowning. Commander kurtiras, who didn't come to meet them, was used to it. He asked his men to put on a mask and explained.

"This is just a sign of industrialization, so we should not adapt. However, the industrial areas are in the downwind position. We'll be fine later!"

Fortunately, the discomfort lasted only for a while. After the mission entered the consul's residence, it felt different immediately. Bursts of cool wind blew, which could make people feel comfortable even in the sun.

Then the waiter brought fresh squeezed lemonade to the mission. Each piece of lemon was full and juicy. With sweet honey and ice, the eyes of a group of dark fine ladies became crescent moons.

"It's strange that this ice doesn't seem to be frozen with arcane skills!"

Night Elves hate magic, so they are also very sensitive to the use of magic. After all, magic hurt them in those years. Generally speaking, if you can only expect mages to freeze one for you in addition to enjoying ice in winter, you have to have money to enjoy it.

So the night elf asked the waiter how the ice came from.

"Oh, it's frozen in the refrigerator. Do you still need it? I can get some more!"

So the waiter came over with two buckets of ice and asked the fairy girls to add it at will.

While waiting, the elves are also paying attention to the imperial personnel who appear back and forth in the official residence. Although they are also very curious about these elves, their task is to have a look when passing by, and then spend some time in the contact group in private.

"They don't look like the Burning Legion!"

"Yes, and each temperament is extraordinary, much better than ordinary human nobles!"

"Don't be careless, the Burning Legion has no small things!"

After arranging the military discussion, Dailin met with the night envoy. In fact, Dailin had little contact with the night elf, but he had a high-quality lover and an illegitimate daughter, so the talks between the two sides were also good. Dailin even asked the night elf's sentry to provide him with the orc movement. After all, the forest is the ELF's territory.

Of course, this is not free. Dailin offered 300 sets of Kevlar bulletproof vests. The elves tried it and felt good, but the shape was too ugly and had to be processed again.

Due to various reasons such as body shape and talent, elves basically have few melee battles. Here we have to say that wow elves are no better than the medieval elves next door. Look at the next door, lothern Haiwei can fight, resist and shoot, while the night elves can't carry it. Fortunately, they have tree people, so there are no heavy armor warriors in the night elves. As for the defense of leather armor, That's why the special envoy nodded and agreed to the business. If Dailin doesn't have any good goods, they can eat melons.

After some politeness, dark Jing asked about the factories and machinery. She thought Dai Lin would fool around, but the other party introduced them with great interest.

In fact, this is what Fisher meant. Industrialization must be carried out. Not only kurtiras, but also other alliance lands. Only by liberating productivity can we promote scientific and technological progress. In fact, this is a process of mutual help. Kurtiras has moved a copy of all the knowledge about professionals to the Empire, and even many mages have been invited to be lecturers in the Empire, However, the professionals in kurtiras are at the middle and upper levels, and their expertise depends on other places.

If you want to have a good relationship with everyone, you can't hide and tuck yourself in. Moreover, the industrial upgrading is very fast. These factories may find a next place to take over the offer.

"As the saying goes, if you want to do well, you must sharpen your tools first!" Dailin coughed and began to recite what imperial scientists told him.

What industrial revolution, what productivity liberation, all kinds of words make the little sisters dizzy, but they understand that this thing has nothing to do with the Burning Legion. Those demons have no time to do this!

"Admiral, I beg your pardon, but these techniques don't look like dwarves!"

"Of course it's not a dwarf!" Dailin laughed. "This is a gift from another powerful civilization. It's the most selfless, kind and wise monarch I've ever seen. They help our technology after they know that our world has suffered a great disaster!"

Because Fisher didn't say anything about confidentiality, Dailin didn't keep it confidential. Of course, he didn't say much, because the follow-up content had to be charged.

He also took the elves to visit the arms factory and saw the countless bullets rolling out of the production line. The women of Seymour would be responsible for sorting the bullets, and many half-aged children would send these carts to the assembly workshop.

The imperial engineers have protested against the use of child labor several times, but Dailin still let them do it. First, they can earn some silver coins, and second, the enemy won't divide any children.

"I can't imagine!"

Dark essence looked at the hot work scene in the noisy factory, and felt that something seemed to be surging upward, as if they wanted to participate.

On the wall of the factory is also written the most glorious work. Looking at the glowing workers, the blind can see how these people are doing.

After all, the imperial engineer has also explained that his majesty is kind-hearted. What he can't see most is the capitalists who squeeze the hard-earned money of honest people! Capitalists hanged by imperial soldiers on street lamps can circle the earth!

Therefore, for any worker who enters the factory, Dailin pays enough money. She has lemon tea at 3 p.m., overtime at night, snacks and three times the salary. Although she can't eat fresh meat, she doesn't care enough about the canned Merlin lunch meat. If she can't finish eating, she can take two cans back and buy some vegetable leaves and Kang Shuai Fu instant noodles brought by Imperial officers, Gulu Gulu cooks a pot. It tastes absolutely delicious!

In a word, after inspecting the finished factory and having a brief talk with several Imperial officers, the moon god priest made his own judgment.

"They are not camouflaged by the Burning Legion, but from a new human country! But more information needs to be explored!"

At the same time, Tyrande learned the goddess's inspection results from the goddess of the moon.

The main idea is that these people have a backstage, not an enemy, and can be dealt with!