Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 66 66 hurt feelings

"Did he say that?" Tang Mo put down the pen with a playful smile on his face, raised his head and looked at Weiss: "The boss of the place where you often buy information wants to cooperate with me. ?”

"It seems like this. He also agreed to help find the information we wanted about Cyric." Weiss shrugged: "He hopes to talk to you."

"That's no problem, I'm free at any time!" Tang Mo felt that the goddess of luck was really sitting on his shoulder recently, and someone always gave him a pillow when he fell asleep.

Before, Becky's entourage unexpectedly sent him to his door through some strange combination of circumstances. Now when he wanted to set up an intelligence agency, another intelligence agency came to his door...

 He ​​even felt that this might be the aura of the legendary protagonist, and the talented younger brothers around him seemed to have a tendency to bow down to him.

Tang Mo was even a little impatient at this moment, because he was still extremely weak, and every time he increased his strength, he would usher in a transformation.

Thinking of this, he tapped the drawing in front of him twice with his fingers and said to Weiss: "Although it seems to be more in our interests to let them dry out and whet their appetite... But the current situation is, We don't have time to waste on such useless psychological games."

After finishing speaking, he directly gave the order and told Weiss: "Go again and tell the talker at the Silver Fox Tavern that I will treat him to dinner tonight."

"This is a good idea. Do we have anything good to eat tonight?" Wes became more energetic and asked while agreeing.

"Maybe... you can bring a fish when you come back?" Tang Mo knew that he didn't have much spare money in his hands. In fact, he never had any spare money in his hands.

Wes's expression suddenly fell. He shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I really hope you can be kinder to yourself."

“Don’t worry, when I have money, I will let you know what it means to spend money like water.” Tang Mo laughed, and then continued to draw the drawing with his head down.

Wes couldn't tell what kind of drawing Tang Mo was drawing at all, because it was a three-dimensional view of a complicated part.

 If people who are familiar with these parts see it, they will definitely see that what Tang Mo is drawing is a machine tool part.

Tang Mo has been trying his best to improve his industrial production capacity, and these precision machine tools, which have undergone countless improvements and have been developed for hundreds of years, are an important basis for him to innovate productivity.

"I hope so." Weiss nodded and turned around and walked out of Tang Mo's room. Before the door was closed, Matthews walked in with a strange look on his face.

He closed the door, then walked to Tang Mo and said to Tang Mo: "That thing is indeed spinning. I can't understand it, so I came here to discuss it with you."

"There's nothing surprising about this. It's just an application of electricity." Tang Mo didn't take it seriously, because he was already accustomed to things like electricity before traveling through time.

"Electricity... is an unfamiliar word to me." The dwarf Matthews said angrily: "But... it is indeed a great thing."

Originally, a complex linkage device that required a lot of chains, transmission devices, and messy gears was really low in the face of Tang Mo's new "electric" energy transmission.

Now, with only a few special magic wires and some equipment, all the lathes and drills in the two factories can automatically rotate, eliminating the need for boilers and steam engines that were originally necessary.

 In other words, the factories built by Tang Mo later only need to be connected to this magical cable to start running. The steam engines and equipment responsible for providing power can be arranged centrally.

This not only saves a lot of steel for making steam engines, but also saves power transmission devices, increases the distance of power transmission, and speeds up the construction of factories.

Such a great thing has even made Matthews feel fear - because he can no longer see how far away the future Tang Mo mentioned is.

That kind of copper wire wrapped with a strange substance suddenly accelerated Tang Mo's construction of new factory buildings, making Tang Mo's factory expansion plan even more crazy.

“It’s a pity that the lightbulb hasn’t been finished yet. Otherwise, we could have made this place better.” Tang Mo sighed with regret and continued to draw the drawings.

  He originally hoped to start installing electric lighting systems in his factory at the same time. But things didn't go as smoothly as he imagined because he couldn't make an incandescent light bulb by hand.

Tang Mo could clumsily complete some simple chemical designs based on the information retrieved from the supercomputer in his mind, or he could assemble a pistol by calling the drawings and following the steps above to assemble the parts. But his hands-on ability is indeed limited. He really has no way to burn glass by himself, blow out a light bulb, and fill it with krypton and xenon gas...

In the small town of Bunas, he could not find a workshop that could manufacture such products. There was only a glass workshop here, not even a workshop capable of producing tungsten wire...

Although he could make some tungsten wire himself, it was obvious that he could not achieve the level he wanted in terms of quality and quantity.

Henceforth, he could only continue to use the deceptive gas lamp, filling the whole house with a desperate and unpleasant smell.

"About...the Cyric Consortium..." Matthews did not leave. Instead, he considered his words and mentioned Cyric to Tang Mo.

"Huh?" Tang Mo raised his head with interest and looked at the old dwarf who always called him master.

"I hope we can defeat them! No matter, no matter what happens, as long as you need anything, you can tell me! I am willing to work for you until late at night..." Although he was obviously prepared, Matthews said this I was still a little nervous and seemed a little incoherent.

Tang Mo finally figured out what he was going to say. With a smile on his face, he comforted Matthews and said, "Don't worry! I won't be defeated by Cyric, and we will defeat this one day." We will win against rotten opponents who look powerful but are actually weak!"

"I'm going to entertain friends in the evening, so I won't go to the cafeteria. Tell Aunt Cuixi for me and ask her to cook a few dishes and bring them to me." Tang Mo drew a picture The drawing was placed on the other side of the table, and he continued to draw on a new piece of drawing paper.

Since he was just copying, Tang Mo drew very quickly, but he was still occupied with drawing a lot of time, which always reminded him of the protagonist of a novel he read when he was bored in his previous life.

The poor protagonist of the novel is a guy nicknamed the "humanoid self-propelled drawing machine". He also has to devote himself to technological innovation every day, draw many advanced drawings, and initiate many technological innovations.

Compared to that guy, Tang Mo's current situation is obviously worse. He is not a lord, does not have his own army, does not have his own territory, and does not even have enough development funds.

How he hopes that a madman will discover his potential stock and invest 180 billion in one go, so that he can immediately complete the accumulation of original capital.

 It’s a pity that he didn’t have such good luck. He could only expand his factory little by little, train the recruit camp little by little, and start teaching classes little by little...

"Okay! Can I ask, are those strange substances wrapped in copper wires a new material you invented?" Matthews gave a salute, then walked out the door, opened the door, and turned back , finally asked.

Tang Mo didn't even raise his head and answered: "That's rubber. We saved some in the warehouse before. Part of it was used for the steam engine's air-closing valve, and the rest was made into wire insulation."

Matthews got the answer and felt obviously much better. Although he still hadn't figured out a series of issues related to electricity, he could at least confirm one thing - Tang Mo would definitely tell him all these things, sooner or later.

What he didn't know was that in the room, Tang Mo, whose thoughts had been aroused by him, was sitting there with a sad look on his face.

Because Tang Mo talked about rubber, he suddenly felt huge pressure on raw materials: Bunas, where he was located, did not produce rubber.

●These precious rubber materials are all transported by sea. They are not in large quantities and are not cheap.

 Tang Mo, who wanted to develop industry, was actually very sensitive to these important industrial materials. He immediately realized that Bunas, where he started, was not suitable for large-scale industrial production.

Although there is coal and iron here, there are a few other things missing: rubber produced in the south and oil, which has become the blood of industry!

Without these two things, Tang Mo's industrial expansion would not be completed, or in a short period of time, he would not be able to truly establish a self-sufficient industrial base in Bunas.

The game is still convenient. Tang Mo sighed in his mind. If this is a game, if you put down a base vehicle, all problems will be solved!

Tang Mo rubbed his eyebrows and began to think about how the two of them would cooperate (hu) and (you) if they met at the Silver Fox Tavern later.

 Mosquito legs are also meat. Now any force that can be united or included is too precious to him.

 In order to be able to cope with the coming rough waves, he felt that this dinner should be delicious. If this Silver Fox Tavern is worthy of use, then recruit it.

 As for how much money was spent... How hurtful is it to talk about money? right?

 (End of this chapter)