The Dark King

"Master." At this time, the housekeeper gently tapped outside.

"Come in." Fulin pestered his cane and turned to look at the middle-aged butler who pushed the door in and said, "What's the matter?"

"Master, Mr. John is here, waiting for you in the lobby." The middle-aged butler bowed his head.

Fulin slightly startled, nodded and said, "I will go on." After that, he asked Du Dean to take care of his body and then reached out to let the steward help him away.

After reading the Hunter’s Special Report, Du Dean continued to look at other newspapers, and immediately found that his new textile machine spread to various regions in the competition between the two giants, the Scott Consortium and the Mellon Consortium. In the era of communication jams, such a high reputation can be achieved in a short period of time, and their fierce competition is inseparable from it.

"The inventor of the new textile machine, Mr. Du Dean, personally granted us the production drawings. We are orthodox and original, and the new textile machine produced will never have any parts failure, damage, etc..." in a Scott consortium The newspaper stated the highest statement of the Scott consortium. Although there is no copyright awareness in this world, except for dark occupations such as alchemists, such commercial goods have not yet promulgated relevant laws and management plagiarism, but there is no Copyright awareness does not mean that there is no concept of counterfeiting. Even ordinary civilians want to buy the most formal and sophisticated things, rather than imitated by others. The importance of this declaration is undoubtedly extremely critical and fatal. .

"It seems that in this battle, the Mellon consortium has no capital to compete with the Scott consortium. It is a matter of defeat sooner or later. Other consortiums that are interested in profiting can only get a small amount of market and profit. …" Du Dean sees the current situation clearly. The Scott consortium has the drawings provided by himself, first made the textile machine, and seized the earliest batch of huge market share. Now there is this statement again, as long as the later operation No problem, this big cake can be eaten completely, and will even become one of the main industries of the Scott Consortium in the future!

At this time, Fulin came back from the outside.

Du Dean's sense of smell has smelled another scent in the living room, and he has left the castle and left with a smell of horse.

"Difficult?" Du Dean asked, looking at his expression with anxiety.

Folin glanced at him and sighed: "The Mr. John who just came here is a recent rookie rich businessman with assets over ten thousand gold coins. He started by mining. When he first heard about the concession of our consortium to the Great Wall Passage, he wanted In cooperation with our consortium, they provide equipment production costs, and we provide hunters to go hunting outside the wall, and they only get 20% of the resources they get. The rest is ours."

Du Di'an knew it and asked, "He just came here, did he intend to cancel the cooperation?"

Fulin nodded slightly and said, "If he is okay alone, I'm worried that the news of your injury will spread. Other people who want to work with us will also dispel the idea. In this case, our Ryan family alone Industry and your hunting funds, it is too difficult to develop."

Du Di'an saw his depressed face and comforted: "We don't need to count on these small characters, even if we cooperate with them, the efficiency of making money is still too slow, and we only want to get 20% of the profit just by providing equipment. People who have seen dangers outside the wall have completely regarded this as an investment game."

Fulin smiled bitterly: "Although the grain of sand is small, it can also gather sand into a tower."

Du Dian shook his head slightly, "The sand sculpture tower can't withstand the storm. Even a small storm can cut a lot of sand. If my right arm recovers, I can make money by hunting alone!" Speaking of which, he can't help but glance at his left hand. What he is most worried about at present is that his left hand cannot be cured. In that case, his future combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and the practice of archery for several years is also in vain. Re-learning one-handed fighting skills, in this way, it takes another two or three years to master a new skill.

After hearing this, Fulin also glanced at his bandaged arm, and his face was more bitter, and he didn't say much, saying: "You should take care of your wounds."

In the following days, Du Di An did not run around, but stayed in the Lane Castle to recuperate, let the housekeeper buy him some pens and paper, and write and write in the room alone.

The painting papers were scattered on the ground. When Folin occasionally came to inspect his situation, he noticed the paintings and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Cannon." Du Dean answered briefly.

Mr. Fulin didn’t understand the meaning of these two words. I just felt that these two words were a little weird together, but when I saw Du Di’an’s expression, I knew that I didn’t mean much, so I didn’t ask much.

In addition to writing and painting, Du Dian occasionally goes out and walks, moves his body, basks in the sun, or comes to the training ground, playing with his right hand with swords, daggers, daggers, daggers and other weapons, everything Playing for a while at random seems to be simply fun, which also makes some Flinzi, who pays attention to Du Dean's physical condition, worried and angry at the same time.

"The types of cold weapons are a bit scarce..." Du Di'an played with a spear. Because of the presence of the knight, the spear became a sacred symbol. No one tried to change the structure of the spear and reproduced weapons such as Fangtian Huaji and Ge.

"With one hand, the spear is a bit difficult to use. It is better to use a one-handed sword or a dagger." Although the diagnosis has not yet come out, and it is impossible to determine whether the left hand can heal, Du Dean has made the worst plan and re-planner himself The future route.

In a flash, more than a month passed.

The middle-aged doctor came back for four visits, each time leaving with a sigh. According to him, Du Di’an’s left hand was necrotic and blood could not circulate around the arm, which was extremely weak in helping the bones heal, and Over time, broken bones that haven't healed for a long time will gradually rot and eventually fail to recover.

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

On this day, he left the Ryan Castle in a horse-drawn carriage, saying he was going out to relax.

Flynn didn't think much, and told him to protect his left hand and avoid being injured.

After leaving the small town of Yade, Du Dean came to the business district, changed a carriage, and headed to another place. It was the dark office of the last visit. Since ordinary doctors could not cure it, he I want to see if the "life" alchemist like Ross Yard can restore his left hand. If it is not possible, he can only consider replacing the prosthesis.