Although he didn't want to admit it, the conditions Gordon offered really hit Charles' weak spot.
He understood the importance of the analytical engine. After all, the high-speed information age on the surface of the earth is completely supported by electronic computers.
The technological development of people with special abilities like myself needs to be done by feeling my way forward, but the analytical machine does not need to do that, because the electronic computers on the surface have already paved the way, and all I have to do is let my subordinates reproduce it.
I may not be able to do it, but capital can, and human beings’ pursuit of laziness can.
Gordon had already prepared for Charles' core technology, and had brought over drawings that were stacked taller than Charles.
Seeing that Charles immediately agreed to his cooperation, Gordon, who was about to introduce the powerful analytical engine, was a little surprised.
"How could he agree so quickly? Did he know the powerful usefulness of the Analytical Engine?"
For a moment, Gordon felt a little annoyed, as if he had revealed his cards too quickly.
"Governor, I have shown my sincerity, and I would like to ask for your sincerity in return. I need some things to bring back for my mission." As Gordon spoke, the big golden teeth in his mouth flickered.
"I thought your people had already found out all my details." Charles looked at him with a smile.
Gordon said nothing, but looked at Charles with a smile on his face.
"Okay, let's go. You can see for yourself if it's true what your people told you." Charles led him to the dungeon where the people with special abilities were imprisoned.
"Go find Leonardo and work with this guy on some details. We need his help." Charles' order was passed on quickly.
"I'm a little curious, President Gordon, how does a purely mechanical thing like this store data?" Charles said as he walked.
Charles was really curious. He knew that computers used hard disks for storage, but he wanted to know how a pure machine made up of various machines could be done.
"Governor, have you ever seen a record player? The different pits on the vinyl record can produce beautiful music with the sliding of the thimble."
"Our analytical engine uses the same principle, but the details are more special. Governor Charles seems to know a lot about it? Have you seen this thing before?"
Charles laughed and said nothing. Accompanied by a group of people, the two came to the bottom floor where the people with special abilities were imprisoned.
The so-called dungeon actually looks more like a factory. People with special abilities wearing black shackles on their necks and hands are imprisoned in their own cells and are doing their work.
Outside each iron fence stood blue-clad prison guards holding various guns and torture instruments. Any form of resistance would be severely punished by them.
The materials they had prepared were sent out along the steam transmission, and the materials next to them were continuously sent in.
Although Charles was not very good at it, he could feel that everything here was beginning to be standardized.
Whether it is the code tattoos on the faces of those with special abilities, the speed at which they make things, or the reward and punishment mechanism for those with special abilities.
Gordon watched in amazement as the materials were quickly combined into new objects in the hands of the people with special abilities. The camera in his hand had been clicking non-stop since he took it out.
"Governor Charles, I have to say that all this is far beyond my imagination. I heard that you came up with all this?"
Charles shook his head. "No, I just provided some ideas. The specific situation was planned by them themselves."
But soon, his actions earned him a beating.
"What crime did this guy commit?" Charles asked expressionlessly.
The prison guard holding the gun stood up straight instantly and reported loudly: "Reporting to the Governor, the ability user No. 42 is a pirate who has raped and killed many people."
Charles nodded, glanced at the bald man's head, and continued to walk down with Gordon.
"You said that the people under your command have developed better than me, so how many islands does your Chamber of Commerce own now?" Charles began to probe the other party's background.
"We don't have an island. Unlike your governor, our Chamber of Commerce doesn't have its own base. But we have something more. The green Echo Coin."
As if they were talking about the topic they were most interested in, Gordon's eyes seemed to glow with gold. "Governor Charles, money is a very wonderful thing. It can buy food, clothes, men and women, and everything in the world. What's even more wonderful is that money can make more money."
Charles' mouth curled up slightly, "Really? But I think you seem to be exaggerating about that kind of thing, right? If you don't have the strength to protect it, these things will sooner or later belong to others."
For the first time, the ingratiating smile on Gordon's face disappeared. He straightened his back and looked at Charles neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Governor, perhaps you feel that your navy can defeat any obstacle that stands in your way. There are things that you cannot defeat."
"The navy cannot defeat rising prices, nor can it defeat rising unemployment due to trade turmoil, nor can it defeat the corruption of money on people's hearts."
"Do you know about those magicians in the Western Sea, Governor? I have to say that they are very powerful, but their ideas are as stubborn as their history."
"For fifteen years, we have been cooperating with them with sincerity, but these old stubborn people actually think that we are not qualified to do business with them."
"As our huge funds flowed to the Western Sea, those old guys soon lowered their proud heads. Their magic power is indeed strong, but we never fight with others in their areas of expertise."
Charles listened quietly without interrupting Gordon. He understood what the other party meant. He was showing off his muscles to him.
What this means is that, although they are a group of profit-seeking businessmen, they are not so easy to mess with.
If you dare to rob someone you cheat, the other party will also have the power to fight back.
"That's a good story, can we continue reading?" Charles asked.
Gordon put a humble smile on his face again. He shrank his neck and stretched out his right palm to the front, indicating that the other party should go first.
In the following time, Charles and Gordon had a pleasant interaction with each other. As both sides were willing to cooperate, they became more and more interested in each other as they talked.
I have to say that as a businessman, Gordon has a very sharp tongue. Although he always puts himself in a low position, he will not give up an inch when it comes to interests.
(End of this chapter)