Chapter 219 69. The implementation of the policy of the nine-year consistent system
was far from smooth as Darkus thought. 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 world The most difficult thing in life is not being able to send money even if you want to.
First of all, if the funds are distributed in installments, there must be a relatively complete bureaucratic system to register and store files, and then distribute the funds year by year. This is not feasible in Drukhi society. It is even more unfeasible to issue them all at once. This will harm these lower-class families. You must know that gangs with black characteristics abound in Druchi society. They are like cow hair. There will be more than one gang in each block. When the time comes, These black gangs come to ask for money, whether they give it or not. If they don't give it, their families will be destroyed. If they give it, Darkus will feel lonely. The Sovereign or materials that will be distributed in the end will flow into the hands of the powerful, so doesn't he have a brain problem?
Darkus doesn't want to launch any anti-gang storm now. It's pointless to strike hard. The time has not come yet. The environment and structure of Druchi society are like a breeding room. Black gangs will continue to breed, just like the South can fly. Like a big cockroach, 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 how many people each family must contribute within a certain number of years, such as big tasks.
"If I had started as a street kid from Druchi, I would have probably been on the streets long ago, or had to be a humble dog for some little noble?" 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 this was also a kind of trial. Some even more outrageously said that the sorceresses trained in this way had no fighting ability.
Darkus expressed his disdain for this. He did not think that 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. The ones on the bottom floor are for those whose families have a little extra money. The sorceress usually sews and mends, so she can get through the work.
Darkus touched the interests of the sorceresses in terms of reforming the sorceresses, and in an instant the sorceresses became traditional conservatives. But this is of no use. He is 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 society is so good. If he doesn't, it would appear 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 there is too big a gap in Druchi society in need of sorceresses. In many cases, becoming a sorceress is not an option for lower-class families. The cost is too high, the mortality rate is high, and the return on investment is low. To put it harshly, it is simply giving away someone’s head. To put it even worse, it means giving it to a witch spirit at midnight to pray for mercy. Better than being sent to be a sorceress.
There is no way, Drukhi society is like this. 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, equipment and tanks. 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 some warlocks, and he doesn't want the powerful class to merge with the bureaucratic class. There are too many lessons learned 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 to eat.
"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 when they study before, so I won’t talk about it anymore.)
Darkus summoned the sorceresses in the conference hall and held a day-long meeting. From the morning until night.
When Darkus revealed 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. 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 guarantee their interests.
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 of selecting the strong one, and at the same time, the graduated sorceress 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 learned the wind of magic and the basic principles of magic, how to reasonably avoid the two big pitfalls of Assati and Hecate, and how to In response to changes, etc., similar to primary and secondary schools, trials are changed to paper exams and practical exams. After getting this set, you can directly enter the university stage and start to choose specific directions 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, 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 calls this the nine-year system! Of course the number of years must be more than nine years. He suddenly felt that his neck was itching and about to grow another head.
As for the high-level sorceress Darkus, she is considering adopting a tutoring system for postgraduate training. She would look for potential candidates among sorceresses who have graduated from universities, and train them according to different development directions from long-established high-level sorceresses. It’s time to add 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 the possibilities and prospects, and at the same time they also realized that by doing this, sorceresses would become popular and common people. By then, there would be so many sorceresses that a brick could hit several sorceresses by turning around, and they would be as numerous as dogs walking around.
"Dear Hand of the Witch King, in this case, training sorceresses will require a large amount of Sovereign 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 hands." 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 sent 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 Sovereign. "What about the training location?" After she finished laughing, Alyssa asked suddenly.
"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 at that time, which resulted in the Nagor being too large to enter the underground sea. According to the previous idea, part of the space of the Nagor should be transformed into a metal processing workshop, and a magic training system should be established, so that the Nagor can cruise on 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 can also 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 Nagol 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.
"Ouch!" 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 and stood to the side of the window with half of his head exposed. stand up.
I saw a group of people wearing armor and holding shields forming a tight team and running towards the Night Governor's 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 continued to fall, and the Reaper ballistae in the distance kept pouring firepower into the crowd. Darkus could see a handful of dwarves wearing heavy armor and holding round shields, being protected in the middle and running quickly with short legs. After all, these dwarves were the most valuable and had 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 scared. 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, they will be treated 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 Hara when the opportunity was right, or find Kane assassins when the time was right. In order to suppress these powerful people, he was exhausted and bored. bother.
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 could be said to be a bottomless pit, so complicated that it required constant connection. We are still allies in the morning, and enemies in the afternoon. After all this, everyone's points are at the same level, because everyone is in the same rank, and I can do what you know, and they are all taught by the same master, and they can't break the moves. But they still have no way to retreat, the ship is approaching, and it is impossible to jump off the ship. They can only persist until the end, or 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 there be any allies by then? Does the family still have power?
The dignitaries and slave owners in other cities who received the news were even more happy. They saw a gluttonous feast, countless Sovereigns were thrown at them, and usually worthless slaves could be sold for one at Hagrid Grave. The value is extremely outrageous, and those powerful people who are like 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 Nightlord of Kalonde Carl. She had received the summons from the Witch King's Hand 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 pressure 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, with a large number of people behind it. The raiders followed, and these traders knew that the goods they dumped at one time were worthless.
The Cradin siblings watched with solemn expressions amidst the joking laughter of Darkus's followers around them. Although their family did not participate directly, they still felt a sense of sadness, and at the same time, they were also a little lucky. I admire their father's wise decision for not leading the family into a bottomless abyss.
"If Malekith saw this, he would definitely burst into laughter." Darkus couldn't help but thought after watching the crowd about to arrive at the safe area of Night Governor Castle.
Just as Darkus thought, Malekith was currently studying the engine in the throne room and laughing at the funny scenes in the Eye of Destiny. After laughing for a while, he fell silent again. He missed the days when Darkus was by his side. He wanted Darkus to be by his side to talk, discuss problems, and relieve his boredom, but he also knew that this was unrealistic.
Someone has to do things. If Malekith doesn't do it, Darkus has to do it. Apart from that, he can't find anyone else he can trust, including his mother. Many times he feels It was like an illusion, a dream. Alandrian, who had been dead for thousands of years, appeared in front of him in another form. Thinking of this, his orange eyes dimmed slightly, and then he sighed, turned off the Eye of Destiny, and continued to study the damn engine in front of him that made him go crazy.
A question needs to be looked at up and down, left and right, and Darkus doesn't think there is anything wrong with him doing this. The fate of these slaves has been doomed after they boarded the Black Ark and came to Nagaros, a place with simple folk customs, warm hospitality, and they might as well die early. relief. Does he need these slaves? need! Doesn't he need these slaves? No need! The system he created is different from the traditional one. What he needs after the industrial system is developed is workers. As for these dwarves, it seems that they can make some customized goods for the powerful. As for the job of workshop director, he is not prepared to let them The dwarves are in charge, even if they are dwarves from the Engineers Guild, the cakes he draws are not for dwarves.
Darkus couldn't help but shake his head after watching the crowd rush into the safe area of Night Governor Castle and let out hysterical and Stockholm laughter. Some simply lay down exhausted, and more were hunched over and panting. Rough.
Soon the crowd was surrounded by the guards of Night Governor Castle and driven to another place, where they had to pass relevant tests.
"Eat."
"Huh? How did the hobgoblins in the eastern prairie control the greenskins?" Darkus was walking and suddenly thought of a question.
The transition turned into farming again. .
(End of chapter)