The Dark King

"Master." At this time, the butler slammed the door outside.

"Come in." Fulin took a cane and turned to look at the middle-aged housekeeper who pushed the door and said, "What?"

"Master, Mr. John is here, waiting for you in the lobby." Middle-aged butler bowed

Fulin sneaked a little and nodded. "I will go on." After that, he took a few words to take care of the body, and then reached out and let the butler help to leave.

After watching the hunter’s special report, Du Dian continued to look at other newspapers and immediately discovered that his new textile machine spread to various regions in the battle between the two giants of the Scott consortium and the Mellon consortium. In the era of blocked communications, such a high reputation can be achieved in a short period of time, and their fierce competition is inseparable.

“The inventor of the new textile machine, Mr. Du Di’an, personally awarded us the drawings, we are the original orthodox, and the new textile machine produced will never have any problems such as parts failure, damage, etc...” in a Scott consortium In the newspaper, there is the highest statement of the Scott consortium. Although there is no copyright awareness in this world, apart from the dark professions such as alchemists, such commercial goods have not yet issued relevant laws, plagiarism in management thinking, but no Copyright awareness does not mean that there is no concept of counterfeiting. Even ordinary civilians hope to buy the most formal and sophisticated things, instead of others, and the importance of this declaration is undoubtedly extremely critical and fatal. .

"It seems that this battle, the Mellon consortium has no capital to compete with the Scott consortium, it is a matter of time before the defeat, other consortiums interested in wanting to intervene, can only compete for a small amount of market and profits. ..." Du Di'an has seen the current situation. The Scott consortium has its own drawings, and is the first to make a textile machine. It will seize the earliest market with a large share of the market. Now there is this declaration, as long as the latter operation No problem, this big cake can be completely smashed, and will even become one of the major industries of the Scott consortium in the future!

At this time, Fulin came back from the outside.

Du Dean’s sense of smell has already smelled another smell in the living room. It has already left the castle and is mixed with a horse.

"Is there a problem?" Du Di'an saw his expression a little worried and asked.

Fulin glanced at him and sighed: "The Mr. John, who just came, is a recent rookie rich businessman who has invested more than 10,000 gold coins and started to mine. He was trying to find out when our consortium rented a giant wall passage. Cooperate with our consortium, they provide equipment production costs, and we provide hunters to go hunting outside the wall, the resources they get, they only divide 20%, and the rest are all blamed."

Du Di'an came to him and said: "He just came over and canceled the intention of cooperation, right?"

Fulin nodded slightly and said: "If he is alone, I am worried that the news of your injury will spread. Other people who want to cooperate with us will also dispel their thoughts. In this case, we rely solely on our Ryan family. The industry and your hunting funds, it is too difficult to develop."

Du Di'an saw his dejected appearance and comforted: "We don't need to count on these little characters. Even if we cooperate with them, the efficiency of making money is still too slow, and we only want to get 20% profit when we provide equipment. It’s just a dream, a group of people. People who have seen danger outside the wall completely regard this as an investment game."

Fulin smiled bitterly: "The sand is small, but it can also be sanded into a tower."

Du Dian shook his head slightly. "The tower of the sand sculpture can't withstand the storm. Even if it is a small storm, it can cut a lot of sand. If my right arm is restored, I can only make money by hunting alone!" Speaking of this, I can't help but look at my left hand. At present, his most worrying thing is that his left hand can't be cured. In that case, his future combat power will be greatly reduced, and the archery that has been practicing for several years is also in vain. Re-learning one-handed fighting skills, so that it is two or three years to master a new skill.

Wen Yan said that Fulin also glanced at his arm that was bandaged. His face was bitter and thicker. He no longer said anything more. He said, "You should heal your wounds."

In the following days, Du Di'an did not run around, but stayed in the old castle of Ryan to rehabilitate, let the butler buy him some paper and pencil, and write and draw in the room.

These paintings were scattered on the ground. When Folin occasionally came to see him, he noticed what he was painting and curiously asked, "What is this?"

"Cannon." Dudian answered briefly.

Fulin’s father naturally couldn’t understand the meaning of these two words. I only felt that these two groups were a bit weird together. But when I saw Du Di’an’s expression, I knew that I didn’t say much, and I didn’t ask much. It seems that I am deeper.

In addition to writing and drawing, Du Di'an occasionally goes out to move around, move his body, sunbathe, or come to the training ground, playing with his right hand with long swords, short swords, short knives, daggers, and other weapons. Feel free to play for a while, it seems to be purely fun, which also makes some of the Fulins who pay attention to Du Di'an's physical condition worry, and at the same time loses anger.

"The type of cold weapon is a little poor..." Du Di'an is playing with a long gun. Due to the presence of the knight, the pike has become a symbol of sacredness, and no one has tried to change the structure of the pike, and to breed weapons such as Fang Tian and Ge.

"With one hand, it is a little hard to use a long gun, or a one-handed sword is more suitable, or a dagger." Although the diagnosis has not yet come out, it is impossible to determine whether the left hand can heal, but Du Di'an has already made the worst plan, re-planning himself. Future route.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month passed.

The middle-aged doctor came to the clinic four times, and each time he sighed and left. According to him, Du Di'an's left hand was necrotic, blood could not flow to the arms, and the help of bone healing was extremely weak. As time goes by, the bones that have not healed for a long time will gradually decay and eventually will not recover.

With such a result, Du Di'an was prepared and expected, and his heart was still full of loss and pain.

On this day, he left the castle of Lane in a carriage and said that he was going out.

Fulin didn't think much about it, so he protected his left hand and didn't get hurt.

After leaving the town of Yade, Du Di'an came to the business district, changed a carriage, and went to another place. It was the dark church branch that he visited last time. Since the ordinary doctor could not cure it, he I want to see a life alchemist like Royyard. Can I restore my left hand? If it is not, he can only consider replacing the prosthetic. (To be continued.)