"Huh?" Hearing the young man's words, Grailly raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he understood, his heart warmed up slightly, and a smile appeared on his indifferent face.
The young man looked up at her in surprise, and said, "What is said above is true or not. Could it be that you really made a move, but didn't kill him?"
Greyley glanced up at him and said, "Otherwise?"
"What is the background of this person, and he can escape your assassination?" The young man said incredulously.
Graili said indifferently: "He used to be a newcomer in our consortium, and the magic mark he got was from the "Fearer". You should know that this is one of the extremely strong perception magic marks. I don't know what other abilities will be stimulated after alienation again, but it should also be of the perception type. Unfortunately, the information on the monster atlas is too incomplete. "
"Devil's mark?" The young man was taken aback, and couldn't help asking: "Your black weaver is also a rare named monster. It has a strong hidden assassination feature in the early stage, and you are an advanced hunter. Now you are two After the first alienation, will it be perceived by a magic mark of the first alienation?"
Graili said indifferently: "The gap between rare magic marks is also huge, and the evaluation of rare named monsters may not be completely accurate. Sometimes some named monsters will have mutants, and their abilities will vary. It's getting harder to figure out."
The young man was stunned, and sighed: "That's true, but even if the sneak attack fails, you can kill him by force, right?"
"Yes, I can, but this kid is very cunning. If I continued to pursue him at that time, my identity would be exposed." Greilly said indifferently: "I can't afford to take this risk."
The young man said disapprovingly: "Even if it is exposed, it is nothing. If the Ryan family does not have this intermediate hunter, they will not have any confidence to compete with our consortium. They can only admit defeat obediently. Otherwise, the Mellon consortium's property will be let down immediately." They're bankrupt."
"The higher-ups have already criticized me, do you want to come to enjoy yourself?" Greilly glanced at him.
The young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "All right, let's eat, eat!"
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Ryan Castle, in a room with simple decoration.
Fulin slowly pushed the door open and came in, seeing Du Dian lying on the bed with his head bowed in thought, and said: "Everything you said has been done, the textile factory can be done tonight, the difficulty is to recruit tailors, it will be difficult for a while Sufficient manpower must be called, unless it is expensive to hire."
"Try to recruit." Du Dian looked up at him and said, "Is there any movement from the Mellon consortium?"
Flynn smiled wryly, and said: "As you expected, the Mellon Consortium failed to assassinate you this time, and is already preparing to use economic suppression. In the newspaper this morning, a news agency under the Mellon Consortium reported that you were seriously injured and sick. The news caused the two nobles who wanted to join our consortium to send people to withdraw their requests early in the morning. As for the remaining few nobles, two of them, under the instigation of the Mellon consortium, began to discredit Our consortium has a bad reputation in the outside world."
Du Dian's eyes were deep, he looked at the vase in front of the window, and whispered: "Next, they should investigate our industry, so as to snatch our customers away and completely choke the economy."
Fulin couldn't help but glanced at him, and said with a wry smile: "Since you expected this, what should we do now?"
Du Dian said: "Don't panic, so as not to be confused, they will start to steal the business of other shops under your family first, it will take a little time, you take this opportunity to pick up the textile order first, how much can you pick up? How much, if they intervene, you will accept the order at a price lower than the market, and even their Mellon consortium cannot suppress the expulsion of interests."
Fuli smiled bitterly: "If they are determined to intervene, these received orders will also be stopped."
Du Dian looked up at him quietly, and said, "Isn't this good? The liquidated damages alone are enough for us to make a lot of money."
"Uh..." Flynn choked for a moment, came to his senses, couldn't help sighing deeply, and said, "It seems that I am really old."
"If you want to retire, let's talk about it after this time." Du Dian said to him: "Before they react, take the time to take orders."
"Yeah." Flynn nodded, turned and left.
The night was getting dark.
In the evening, had dinner.
Led by Fulin and his third son Sandro, Du Dian came to a factory building on the outskirts of the small town of Yade. This factory building is relatively spacious, and dozens of newly purchased textile machines are listed in the factory building.
Flynn looked at Du Dian and said: "What tools do you want, just say, they are all ready for you."
Du Dian glanced at Sandro next to him, and said to Fulin: "After I complete the transformation, this factory building can only enter but not exit, and everyone must keep it secret, otherwise, improved textile machines will soon appear in other places. In the eyes of the consortium, our advantage will be lost by then."
Flynn nodded and said, "I know this, and I will keep it secret."
Seeing that he knew the seriousness, Du Dian didn't say anything more. In this era, except for alchemy, there is no patent protection for other things, and people generally have no sense of copyright, so they can only keep it secret by themselves.
This point is essentially the same as in the old days. No company will announce the core technology of its products. Once it is leaked, it will be a devastating disaster.
When he came to a textile machine, Du Dian opened the toolbox next to him, adjusted the spinning wheel of the textile machine, and at the same time erected the spindles above, and then made a modification to increase the number of spindles from one to five. , and all of them are erected on the loom.
He wound the cotton thread, put all five spindles on a spinning wheel, and then pushed the spinning wheel, and in an instant, all the five spindles on it were driven to rotate, which was five times more efficient than the original single-spindle spinning !
"This..." Flynn and Sandrou behind were stunned, looking at the five cotton threads spun on the loom at the same time in disbelief. They didn't expect Du Dian's improvement to be so fast, and the effect was so amazing!
"This is the new type of textile machine you improved?" Fulin stared and said, as a rich businessman, he knew what a terrible money-making monster such a textile machine was.
Du Dian nodded slightly. This is his improvement. It is also the knowledge he saw by the way when he was learning the black fire formula. The improvement of this new textile machine is not complicated. However, it is this improved textile machine that was used in the old era. In the history of history, it opened the prelude to the age of steam, and pushed the age of inefficient manual work to the age of mechanical energy!
"It's amazing!" Sandro exclaimed.
Du Dian said: "The spindles on this can be added, even to the point of ten or twenty." Each addition of one means that the efficiency will be doubled. Ten such new textile machines will Worth hundreds of old-fashioned textile machines, or even more!