Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 219 69 Nine-Year Consistent System

Author: The Fish Daxian who can’t swim

Chapter 219 69. Nine-year consistent system

The implementation of this policy was far from smooth as Darkus imagined. Originally, he planned to provide subsidies to the lower-class families who provided sorceresses, but he found that this did not work at all. The most difficult thing in the world is to think

I can't even send out money.

First of all, if the payment is to be made in installments, there must be a relatively complete bureaucracy system to register and store files, and then distribute the money year by year. This is not feasible in Drukhi society. It is even less feasible to pay it all at once.

Doing this will harm these lower-class families. You must know that Drukhi society has a black

Gangs of this nature abound, just like cow hair, there is more than one gang in each neighborhood. When the time comes, these black gangs will come to ask for money, whether to give it or not. If they don’t give it, their families will be destroyed. If they don’t give it, Darkus will feel lonely, and the final payment will be given.

If Sovereign or supplies would flow into the hands of those powerful people, wouldn't he have a bubble in his head?

Darkus doesn't want to launch an anti-gang storm now. It's pointless to strike hard. The time has not come yet. The environment and structure of Drukhi society is like a breeding room. Black gangs will continue to breed, just like the flying south.

Like big cockroaches, there is no end. Every day, Drucci dies in street fights, new gangs are established every day, and gangs are destroyed every day, unless the social structure is changed, or other big things are done.

For example, when Darkus announces the mandatory number of people each family must contribute within a certain number of years, such as big tasks.

"If I had started as a street boy from Druchi, I would have probably been on the streets long ago, or had to be a groveling dog for some little nobleman?" After thinking about this, Darkus couldn't help but sigh.

Providing a free learning environment for sorceresses was met with opposition from the sorceresses around Darkus. Whether it was Drusala, Alyssa, his cousin, or the junior sorceresses from the bottom, they believed that

Darkus betrayed tradition by doing this, and said that it was also a kind of trial. Some people even went as far as to say that the sorceresses trained in this way had no fighting ability.

Darkus expressed contempt for this. He did not think Sovereign was a kind of trial. Being from a powerful family could directly obtain appropriate funding from the family. To put it bluntly, it was krypton gold. Those at the bottom were those who had a little extra money from their families.

Damn it, the sorceress usually sews and mends, and can get through the joint work.

Darkus touched the interests of the sorceresses in terms of reforming the sorceresses. In an instant, the sorceresses turned into traditional conservatives. But it was of no use. He was a politician, not a politician.

There is an essential difference between the two. The knife must be used when it is appropriate. Moreover, the general environment of Druchi's society is so good. If he cannot do this, it seems that he is too incompetent.

But Darkus can also understand the mentality of the sorceresses. How can the road that I have worked so hard to take turn into something else and become a piece of cake later on? This is obviously unfair, but no matter what this policy is,

It still needs to be implemented.

One is to give the lower-class Druchi families a chance to get ahead, and the other is that the gap in Druchi society’s need for sorceresses is too big. In many cases, becoming a sorceress is not an option for the lower-class families, because the cost is too high, and death

The rate is high and the return on investment is low. To put it crudely, it’s just giving away someone’s head. To put it crudely, it’s better to give it to a witch spirit at midnight to pray for mercy than to be a sorceress.

There is no way, the Drukhi society is like this, and Darkus can only do the dojo in a snail shell. Maritime trade will definitely become popular in the future. Basically, every ship must be equipped with a sorceress. If the sky-flying assault ship is successfully developed,

Sorceresses are needed for batch enchanting of armor, weapons, instruments and chariots. Sorceresses are needed for bureaucracy. Sorceresses are also needed for alchemy and scientific research. Sorceresses are needed in all aspects. There is a huge gap in low-level sorceresses.

Darkwu can't punish these warlocks, and he doesn't want the powerful class to merge with the bureaucratic class. There are too many lessons from this kind of experience. Later, they will just find trouble for themselves, and they can't hold those functions and can only be bureaucrats.

, when the powerful officials, businessmen, military, and political ministers gather together, Malekith will definitely give him the whole good fruit.

"Bride of Malekith?" Darkus even thought of making all the sorceresses the nominal brides of Malekith. No matter what their origins, after becoming a sorceress, they have to be separated from their previous identity.

In the monastery, being loyal only to Malekith can fundamentally solve many problems, but it will only limit his thinking.

(This is a military book setting, which is not used in this book. I have talked about the cruelty of sorceresses in their studies before, so I won’t talk about it anymore)

Darkus summoned the sorceresses in the conference hall and held a day-long meeting from morning to night.

When Darkus told his plan, all the female magicians were silent. They knew that the change was coming, and there was nothing they could do to stop it, not even Anasara and Morathi came forward.

They knew that this was an extension of His Majesty the Witch King's will, and in the end it was His Majesty the Witch King who had the final say in Druch.

After a long silence, the sorceresses immediately expressed their support. They knew that the Witch King's hand could still guarantee their interests. Maybe the Witch King's hand would still be the same as now.

To put it bluntly, the Witch King's Hand needs a large number of low-level sorceresses to support the ambitions of His Majesty the Witch King and the Witch King's Hand, so the twelve trials must be moderately weakened, and it is impossible to select one from several to eliminate the weak.

, the gameplay is to select the strong ones, and at the same time, the graduated sorceresses must have a certain strength.

Although Darkus does not know magic, he understands magic, and he also understands the training system.

At the meeting, he put forward the idea of ​​restructuring, referring to the education system in his previous life. In the past few years, he first studied the wind of magic and the basic principles of magic, and reasonably avoided the two big pitfalls of Assati and Hecate, and how to

To cope with changes, etc., similar to primary and secondary schools, trials are changed to paper exams and practical exams. This

After getting a set, you can directly enter the university stage and start to choose a specific direction based on your talents and areas of expertise. For example, if you choose the fire department, you will also need to learn related supporting skills, such as metal smelting and equipment enchanting, etc., and also learn how to manage.

A large workshop, workshop, etc.

Next is a discussion on grading and branching, which involves the magic system and the cruel twelve trials.

In this way, after graduation, a sorceress who meets Darkus' needs will be trained. He does not need this kind of sorceress to participate in battles, nor does he need to become a high-level sorceress who can destroy the world, as long as he can manage

A good workshop, just do the technical work well.

Darkus called this a nine-year system! Of course, it must be more than nine years. He suddenly felt that his neck was itchy and that he was about to grow another head.

As for the high-level sorceress Darkus, she is thinking of adopting a tutoring system for postgraduate training, looking for good potential candidates among sorceresses who have graduated from universities, and training them according to different development directions from long-established high-level sorceresses.

It's time to reorganize the traditional twelve trials.

The sorceresses were shocked by Darkus' plan. They magically discovered that if it was carried out according to the Witch King's method, they would be the beneficiaries. You must know that such a plan would require a huge teaching team. They saw it

Possibilities and prospects, and at the same time, I also realize that after doing this, sorceresses will become popular and common people. By then, there will be so many sorceresses that a brick can hit several sorceresses when it turns around, and they will be as numerous as dogs walking around.

"Dear Hand of the Witch King, in this case, training sorceresses will require a large amount of Sovereigns for support, teaching, tools, etc., all of which are needed." The high-level sorceress of the Hell Calamity family said cautiously.

"Soverin is not a problem. What I need most is Sovereign! I often worry about how to spend the Sovereign in my hand." Darkus sat crookedly on the main seat, spreading his hands and jokingly said

said.

Darkus's words aroused laughter from the sorceresses. They knew that Darkus was really generous in his actions. Although serving him was tiring, the benefits were also high.

Not long ago, a large amount of Sovereign was issued in the name of Drusala, and they also knew that Darkus was asking Drusala to declare that he had officially accepted Drusala.

But they don't care, it has nothing to do with them, and they can't become the bride of the Witch King's hand, just have Sovereign.

"What about the training location?" After she finished laughing, Alyssa suddenly asked.

"I want to put the low-level training center on the Nagor. You must know that the Nagor was the magic center of Nagareth, and there are supporting facilities there. As for the high-level training center, it is still in Grond's Prophecy.

The Tower of Destruction and the Tower of Destruction of Krakarond." Darkus said directly, he had already thought about it.

As the center of magic, there were too many magicians on the Nagor. As a result, the Nagor was too big to enter the underground sea. We should follow the previous idea and transform part of the space of the Nagor into metal.

Add workshops and establish a magic training system so that the Nagol can cruise the sea of ​​resentment all year round to guard against possible invasions by Asul's cousins.

At the same time, it can not only train pre-admirals, sailors and soldiers, but also process steel, and even train sorceresses. In this way, the Nagol is a valuable asset to the entire Drukhi society. At the same time, it will not cause the risk of rebellion. After all, when the time comes

The claim of ownership of the Nagor should still belong to Darkus, but he just doesn't use it.

Let Black Ark Nagor become the true seventh city of Naggaroth!

"Then let's do this first. The courses and systems will be initially set up and researched as just assigned. We will start recruiting at Hagrid Grave. You will work hard during this period." Darkus opened his pocket watch and took a look.

Time said, the sky in Hagrid Grave outside the window was of no reference value at all. He had been in this ghost place for a while, and he still couldn't tell the difference between day and night without looking at the time.

"Hey!" But Darkus still glanced out the window out of habit. It didn't matter. He directly saw a scene that made him unbelievable. He stood up from the chair, stood to the side of the window and exposed half of his head.

stand up.

I saw a group of people wearing armor and holding shields forming a tight team and running towards the Night Governor Castle quickly and orderly. The key passage nodes above were guarded by layers of guards from well-armed families.

Keus could see from the monocular that these family guards belonged to different families. He guessed that these family guards should prevent hostile forces from throwing kerosene and other things from high altitudes to block the movement of the people below.

Another large team was constantly besieging the family guards in the upper passage. These family guards belonging to various families were fighting fiercely.

But the crowds marching below were still falling, and the Reaper ballistae in the distance kept pouring firepower on the crowd. Darkus could see a handful of dwarves wearing heavy armor and holding round shields, protected in the middle.

Running fast with short legs, after all, these dwarves are the most valuable and have the highest points.

The sorceresses also gathered around the window and looked over. At the same time, all the dignitaries in the main tower of Night Governor Castle were watching the lively scene in front of them.

Draka Night Governor's expression was extremely solemn, but he was also a little lucky and frightened. Fortunately, the knife of the Witch King's hand did not fall on his neck. In his opinion, what the Witch King's hand did was too cunning.

The powerful people will be played to death, even if they become Valahar

It's like a joke. This method is much better than his. In order to suppress these powerful people, he could only find opportunities to kill Hanil Hala when he was there, or find Kane assassins when the time was right. In order to suppress these powerful people, he could do it

He was exhausted and bored.

At first, these powerful people thought that the rules set by Darkus were reasonable, but when they started to manipulate them, they found that things were more complicated than they imagined. It was a bottomless pit, so complicated that it required constant connection.

In the morning we are still allies, in the afternoon we are enemies, and everything goes on and on.

Everyone’s points are at the same level, because everyone is in the same rank, you can do what I can do, and they are all taught by the same master, so they can’t break the moves. But they still have no way out, the ship is close, and they want to jump off the ship.

It's impossible, we can only persist until the end, otherwise the family will have no place to stand in the future.

If we continue like this, what's the point of becoming Valahar and Night Governor? Will we still have allies by then? Will the family still have strength?

The dignitaries and slave owners in other cities who received the news were even more happy. They saw a gluttonous feast, countless Sovereigns throwing at them, and usually worthless slaves could be sold for one at Hagrid Grave.

The value is extremely outrageous. Those powerful people who regard it as a joke in their eyes have to bite the bullet and be slaughtered. Countless trade ships are coming here.

Among them, the one who gained the most was Kira Yedu of Kalonde Carl. She had received the summons from the Witch King a long time ago. She was dubious and began to prepare in advance. The attention of the powerful people in the city was diverted by her.

This relieved her stress in disguise,

A black ark that had just returned from a raid and was about to enter the port did not unload its cargo. Instead, after replenishing supplies, it sailed directly into the Sea of ​​Resentment and headed towards Hagrid Grave. There were a large number of plundering ships following behind. These businessmen

Know that goods dumped at one time are worthless.

Sister Craddin, accompanied by Dakius around Dakius, looked at the laughter from the jokes of the laughter. Although their family did not participate positively, they still felt a kind of rabbit fox sadness, and at the same time, they were a little grateful.

I admire their wise decisions, and did not bring the family into a deep abyss.

"If Malekis sees this situation, it will laughed." Dakius couldn't help thinking about the crowd who was about to reach the safe area of ​​the Night Governor Ram.

As Darkus thought, Malekis was studying the engine while looking at the funny scene in the eyes of fate in the throne.

He missed Dakius around him, and he wanted Dacius to spend, discuss the problem, and relieve boredom, but he also knew that this was unrealistic.

Someone must be done by things. Malekis does not do it, so he has to do it. In addition, he can't find the second person who can be trusted, including his mother. Many times he feels

This is like an illusion, a dream, and Alanderian, who has been dead for thousands of years, appeared in front of him in another form. Thinking of this, his orange -red eyes were slightly dim, and then sighed.

Turn off the eyes of fate, continue to study the damn engine in front of him, so that he has some crazy engines.

A problem is to look up and down, and Dakius does not think that there is any problem with this. These slaves are doomed after boarding the black Ark to the Nagaros of Nagaros, which is simple and enthusiastic.

For liberation. Do he need these slaves? Need it! Didn't he need these slaves? He doesn't need it! The system he is doing is not the same as the traditional one. After the industrial system is made, he needs workers.

To make some customized goods for the nobles. As for the work of the workshop director, he is not ready to let the dwarves serve, even if the dwarfs who come out of the engineer will not prepare for the dwarf.

After Dakius watched the crowd rushing into the safety zone of the Night -Datoming Ram, he couldn't help shaking his head after the laughter of the hysteria and Stockholm.

Rough.

Soon the crowd was driven to another place by the guards of the Night -Datomor Ram, where they had to pass the relevant test.

"Have a meal."

"Well? What method does the earth essence on the Eastern Prairie control the green leather?" Dakius walked and suddenly thought of a problem.

Transition, it has become a variety field ..

(This chapter is finished)