Seeing the engineering warlock's obedience, the great engineering warlock nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, go do your thing, and the three factories in the Southwest District will be yours."

With that said, he returned to the fine linen mat that he had placed far away from somewhere and lay on it, as if he didn't care about the existence of Eski at all.

The engineering warlock turned back and curled his lips.

Under his second vision, he could clearly see that the Great Engineer Warlock's whole body was exuding fluctuations of chaotic energy, and he had obviously set up a defense for himself.

Testing? It’s really a low-level method, making him look like he’s not a mage.

Just as the engineering warlock was thinking this, a black shadow suddenly appeared next to the great engineering warlock.

The dark green blade stagnated in the air, and the great engineering warlock caught this uninvited guest.

Esky's brain was completely in chaos.

What a professional assassin! But won’t the Essien clan return for more than a thousand years?

His mind was confused, but the engineer's body acted before his mind. The light on the staff flashed, and a split-body destruction immediately hit the assassin's right leg.

Different from the same spell that tortured the prisoner before, this time, the sharp electric blade seemed to be rapidly disintegrating livestock, shaving the flesh of the assassin's leg into a piece of white bone.

"Great Engineer Warlock, are you okay?"

the engineer asked.

"No, you go down first."

Esky did not intend to disobey the Grand Engineer Warlock's order, but he still stared at the assassin curiously.

Eski has faintly smelled the smell of fear, which is emanating from the rat, which means that the rat is not a member of the Essin clan, but why does he have such superb assassination skills?

Walking into the elevator, this question still lingered in the engineer's mind. It wasn't until he saw his subordinates that he calmed down a little.

Following the rats who led the way, the group came to a part of the downstream area. The lights here were still bright, but the river water beside it was filled with various pungent smells.

The elf seemed to be going crazy, and immediately ran to the supply truck to look for the breathing filter that had been left there.

Esky couldn't help but laugh out loud. There was actually an inexplicable and strange expectation in the city of the Skaven - the Skryre clan just wanted the streets to be neat and tidy. That was to prevent the transportation of goods. The odor was not one of the factors that had to be removed.

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The three factories were still brightly lit, but Esky didn't feel much distress.

Although the burning dimension stones are already his assets.

Inside the factory, there are several rows of machines arranged neatly.

"The production line is still there. How can he be so conscientious?"

Esky worriedly asked the clan rats around him to check the other two buildings, and the report returned was that the other two buildings were in the same situation.

This great engineering warlock really doesn’t fit the character of ordinary rat people.

The engineering warlock pinched his chin and thought.

Suddenly, he thought of something. He took a strong, but not very young looking rat with brown hair, and asked the engineering warlock.

"How many factories did your master leave behind?"

Eski asked.

He suddenly realized that some engineering warlocks had died here, so maybe this factory was left behind by them.

"Sixteen."

Really?

He pushed aside the clan rat whom he didn't know very well. He didn't have a pen or paper with him, so he was probably neither an accounting person nor someone who could copy books.

Looking at the production systems in front of him that seemed to have been running for a long time, the engineering warlock smacked his lips.

"Tsk, are you trying to get a lucky number to give me these? Forget it, anyway, I got three factories for free, which is not bad."

As he spoke, he looked around at the factory that already belonged to him.

Since the Ratmen's use of warpstone is still very crude, the factory's mechanical power supply cannot use warpstone energy.

The Rat Sect still uses a boiler, which is different from the ones used to boil water in human history. It uses a magic circle to "ignite" the dimensional stone to convert the energy it escapes into something like dimensional lightning, and then

Use this part of the ability to drive the factory machines through the transmission structure.

Although the instantaneous output of energy is enough to run the factory, most of the energy is actually dissipated, and the speed at which the warpstone is consumed becomes terrifying.

Even the richest engineer would have difficulty affording such a machine.

Therefore, so far, the Rat Man's machines are actually powered by slave rats.

The engineer warlock now also saw several slave rats running in the large "hamster wheel". As their speed increased and decreased, the indicator lights on the side also flickered on and off.

The skinny body of the slave rat makes the engineer warlock doubt whether he will soon lose some slave rat assets.

Thinking of this, Esky picked up the staff and waved it, and the green air gathered into the belly of the running slave rat.

The substances continuously generated by these winds of life are enough for them to not be hungry for three days.

More power sources must be provided, Esky thought.

He couldn't replenish the slave rats' ever-hungry stomachs every day.

Windmill or waterwheel? There is no wind power underground, and the flowing river water is full of waste and waste. The blades of the vertical waterwheel will get stuck soon, and the efficiency of ordinary waterwheels is too low.

Do we still have to rely on slave rats?

Human slaves have entered the vision of engineering warlocks, humans? No, human power generation is not as good as rat power generation.

Putting aside the worries about the power system, the engineering warlock has another thing to worry about.

There are no hanging rooms above the factory building like in Skaven City. These slaves need to find another place to live, and there is no time to dig the basement.

He melted the iron filings on the ground and turned some finished metal ingots into liquid metal. The engineering warlock took them and dropped them on a relatively flat place in the corner of the factory building.

As Anoquayan resonated with the wind of fine metal, they were quickly shaped into two prisons, with fixed wire beds inside.

"Go get some brown wool mats and spread them on them."

After giving instructions to the clan rats, the engineering warlock looked at the wizard who was shaking his body constantly and was obviously quite restless. His white scaly tail whipped on the ground and said.

"You like these slaves so much, do you want me to lock you in too?"

As he spoke, the engineering warlock's hands lit up with a yellow light.

"I'll waste some more metal ingots and I'll give you an extra bed."

Eski's mood also became very bad, so he said.

"You are such a bastard."

The elf turned the short knife in his hand and said with a cold face.

A quick glance showed that such words did not cause any fluctuation on the Engineer Warlock's face. He only saw the Engineer Warlock staring at the runes on his claws and asking.

"How far have you learned magic?

"I can use magic now. I can always use magic tricks skillfully."

As she spoke, the elf condensed a small white ball of light in her hand. Under her second vision, she only slightly changed the nature of the magical wind flowing through her hand.

"Magic?"

Magic in this world refers to spells common to all factions of magic, such as magic bullets. This woman's talent is considered good for other races.

Is it because the elves' resources are integrated into other better individuals?

The engineering warlock withdrew his gaze from the witch spirits, and suddenly a surge of jealousy and anger toward the elves surged in his chest.

Although we have such good conditions, we waste all our resources on unnecessary things.

Lilith is just pessimistic. From the perspective of the engineering warlock, the main problem of the elves lies with Asuryan and Kane.

It hurts!

Raise your right paw, the bright red runes on it are bright red.

Want to kill something! Or not? Irritated, want to destroy everything, or not?

"Hey, your condition is so dangerous! The red and blue colors on your body are flashing!"

The voice of the witch spirit seemed to be separated by a layer of liquid in my ears. Although I could hear it clearly, I felt a buzzing noise.

"Blue, Liege. Red, is it Kane? It can't be Khorne anyway."

The engineering warlock's eyes turned blood red. In the blood light, Eski raised his right paw. On it, in addition to the bright red that kept flashing, white light was also shining.

"Since I can be affected by gods, why can't I be affected by magical energy?"

The furious engineer warlock took out his whip and began to whip the nearest slave rat.

Even in this case, the cherishment of equipment in the brain still maintained a certain area - those things are very expensive - but the desire to commit violence was still not controlled, so this desire was vented on the slave rat.

On your body.

It is also the duty of slave rats to accept the vents of all classes of rat people except slave rats.
To be continued...