Chapter 201 It’s a meeting
Lao Tietou silently raised the glasses on his nose. His eyes were a little bad because he was drawing pictures every day and thinking about the structure of the fuselage, but this did not affect his enthusiasm for thinking.
Picking up a cup made of stone and taking a sip of the greenskin juice inside, all their metal resources except weapons and ammunition were now left to their engineering marvels.
"Ahem! There's a meeting. This time it's, ah, the next meeting after the last meeting. Let's talk about the naming of this baby and the weapon assembly."
"Last time we solved the problem of how to cover the armor, no one had any opinions. This time we will brainstorm and speak more,"
After the old man finished speaking, the technicians in the conference room began to think about how to give their sweethearts a cool and Waaagh name! name.
"How about the steel dragon?"
"Old-fashioned!"
"How about the Chief Technician of the Grand Technician?"
"Vulgar!"
"How about the Doom Devourer?"
"Doesn't that sound very Waaagh!"
The beasts fell into silence. They were thinking hard, but they couldn't come up with a better or Waaagh! The name, not a good one, is an insult to their darling.
"By the way, do more of you here believe in Brother Go or Brother Mao?" Lin Fan raised his hand, and next to him was Boss Khan, who folded his arms and remained silent.
"I trust Brother Mao, but Brother Go is just a weakling!"
"What are you talking about, you little brat?"
Realizing that asking this question would trigger a battle of faith among the orcs, Lin Fan quickly asked Boss Khan to calm down the situation.
Khan didn't yell, he just glanced at the big technicians who were about to quarrel. These big technicians had seen this look when they were robbed a long time ago. Each of them still remembered it, and they covered their heads one by one. He sat back on the chair and stopped saying anything.
Lin Fan saw that the conference room was quiet again, so he continued, "Look, this thing was made by you orcs. It can be regarded as a display of power by Brother Mao, but where is its main motivator? Then It belongs to our empire, so I suggest giving it a name that everyone can take into consideration.”
"Is it a name that both orcs and shrimps take into account? It sounds reasonable, I agree."
"agreed, agreed."
The efficiency of the meetings of the orcs was really too fast, much faster than the kind of nonsense meetings that Lin Fan had seen. They either only listened to the boss, or they simply obeyed the majority, even if there was one more person. There are also many people, instead of imitating the power checks and balances of the empire, everyone can put their cronies in the conference room.
Now the conference room is full of knowledgeable technicians. None of them have complex political or interest demands. They just want to work together to get their darlings out, and then go up and give Waaagh! One game!
Really, I'm still a little envious. If humans could inherit the state of orcs, everyone wouldn't have such a miserable life.
When you are alive, you fight vigorously and eat meat. After you die, you go to the big golden guy to sing and dance. It is exciting just thinking about it.
"So let's choose this name. As proof of the strength of Gao Mao and the Emperor, call him Ga Mao Emperor."
"How about foxgloves?"
Lao Tietou touched his chin and felt that it was acceptable, "Then let's call it Foxglove. We call it Maohao, and you guys call it Rehmannia glutinosa."
"Uh." Although the pronunciation of the orcs made the name a little unclear, Lin Fan thought it was okay. After everyone decided on the name, they began to imagine the weapon assembly.
Each of the great technicians has their favorite types of weapons and their own ideas, so when faced with such a topic, they quarreled quite fiercely. Lin Fan and Khan sat aside and watched these great technicians who were quite research-minded. The technicians were furious with each other.
Khan asked Lin Fan, "Are the oil guys in the empire now going to quarrel like them? Getting red in the face over a certain theory?"
Lin Fan thought for a while and realized that there were no normal people among the oil guys he knew. Delia and Trazin obviously couldn't be used as valid examples to generalize, "Do the oil guys in your time quarrel?"
"Ah, it should be considered a quarrel. I have learned a little bit of the Holy Code of the Mechanicus. Don't tell anyone else! They don't allow anyone who is not a member of the Mechanicus to master this language."
"I understand, I understand." Lin Fan made an OK gesture and swore to Khan that he would not betray his brother.
"They usually scold"
"What does it mean?"
"Your mother is a free material from an open source library, right?"
".This is too damaging."
"So sometimes the oil guys will fight, but it's quite boring. It's probably to see who can solve problems faster, to see who can calculate the production speed of a forging world, etc. The two of them stood stupidly, their whole bodies When the lights start flashing, and it’s a competition to see whose computing core overheats first, we usually give them some liquid nitrogen to cool them down.”
Lin Fan frowned, feeling like he had heard some strange black history again, and began to wonder if Delia might also overheat.
"You bastard! What's the use of your banging! It's not as powerful as my squeaking cannon!"
"Stop talking! Whoever has the bigger fist will listen to you! Take a punch from me!"
Lin Fan watched them fight together, teeth and nosebleeds flying everywhere, and didn't know how to persuade them. He didn't know what the weapons of these orcs were better than those black bean sprouts.
Lao Tietou and Lao Tiejie were staunch heavy artillery elements. They used their hammers and iron fists to smash the heads of other technicians who had objections. The technician boys who were prepared next to them dragged their big technician away and sent him away. I went back to heal my brain.
Lao Tietou and Lao Tietou are indeed old friends, and their cooperation with each other is much better than that of other technicians who work independently. In the end, the two of them stood on the bodies of other great technicians with bruises and bruises, celebrating their victory. victory.
Khan looked thoughtfully at the celebrating Old Iron Head and Old Iron Legs, and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, "Do you think that if I beat all the disobedient people in the empire, will they listen to me? ?”
"I don't think so. After all, they are orcs with simple minds. If you fight them all, there will probably be rebellions all over the empire."
"All right."
Khan sat aside and stopped talking, but Lin Fan knew from the thoughtful look on his face that this guy had not given up on his idea. Lin Fan could only watch him and not do anything too big.
Although this is not a great technician, it somehow fits my idea of what an old man looks like, a great auto mechanic.