Alien world

Chapter 1552 Chapter 186. Prosthesis
"Lord Francois, please send me!"

"Let me go!"

"I will run into a wall and die in front of the palace in the imperial capital!"

As expected… as soon as Francois returned to the Ministry of Etiquette and told his subordinates the results of the discussion in the council chamber, they began to scramble for the opportunity to be the envoy.

Renner is dead, but the officials of the Ministry of Rites are eager to become the second Renner.

Francois was relieved but also had a headache. The person he sent couldn't be too conservative, nor too radical, like the one who crashed to death in front of the palace.

You can't be too good, because there are precedents, but you can't be too stupid, because you will be killed before you finish the job...

"Minister Francois, let me go." At this time, a young etiquette officer stood up.

His name was Duran, and he met exactly what Francois was looking for.

"You're going to die."

Although he was the one who proposed the idea, when it came to actually implementing it, Francois showed the same hesitation as Annan.

"No, I will always exist in the hearts of the people of Liberty City!" Duran said fanatically, "Death is my medal of honor!"

Francois thought bitterly, he didn't know who had learned this from, but everyone in Liberty City acted like they didn't care about their lives...

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Duran was ecstatic, while the other etiquette officers were filled with regret, thinking they had lost some opportunity.

Francois didn't stay long, he still had to go and inform Renner's family...

……

On the third day after the Empire's extermination order was issued, each legion completed its survey.

The Hellfire Legion currently has 5000 members;
2000 guards and musketeers;
Punishment Legion: 900 people;
The alien legion consists of 634 people.

There were a total of 10500 combat-ready soldiers, of which the three legions were still the third expansion numbers, the Punishment Legion had a few dozen fewer soldiers because they were transferred to the Mage Tower, and the Alien Legion had two hundred more soldiers because the goblins had joined the army.

Annan felt that it was a bit too little. Although in other forces, one-thirtieth of the total population of soldiers would be enough to make the surrounding forces shout: "What are you doing!"

With war approaching, we could recruit some new soldiers.

What is surprising is that the number of professionals in the Hellfire Legion reaches one twentieth, and the number of professionals in the Guards Legion and the Musketeers Legion is also one thirtieth.

The soldiers were seventeen or eighteen years old, had enough food, trained hard, practiced breathing techniques for more than ten hours a day, and blessings were given to them for free. Many soldiers with potential successfully awakened their professions.

A probability of one in 400 to one in may not sound like much, but these are ordinary people who are trained from scratch, and there are nearly professionals in total.

Although 99 percent of them are just level one... they are still professionals!
No force can resist this temptation, but it is difficult for them to replicate it - just one-thirtieth of the people who have left their jobs are not something a territory can afford to support, and it takes two or three years of careful training to reach such a high proportion.

And the powerful forces with a solid foundation do not need to train the common people themselves.

It can be even better...

Annan, who got the survey results, thought ambitiously.

The potion workshop is almost completed. Once the potion assembly line is built, the soldiers will be able to enjoy the luxury of taking drugs to improve their strength like the heirs of the nobility.

It is not impossible for the ratio to become 10%!
As for why the proportion of the Hellfire Legion is higher... it's not that the Hellfire, which has the priority right to recruit soldiers, is competing for people... Well, there is this factor, but it is also related to the fact that the Hellfire is completely off-duty, unlike the Guards and Musketeers who need to be on duty, and they also have a strict legion commander.

Just after finding out the whole situation, the deputy commander of the army, Kirlian, sent over a blueprint.

They hoped to add a small shield to the arm armor, which would not affect shooting and allow the professionals in the legion to take the lead in inevitable close combat.

"I have no objection. Send it to Bronzebeard."

Bronzebeard might have an opinion, but it doesn't matter.

After looking at the data of each army, Annan asked the industrial zone to conduct a survey and calculate the production capacity. At this time, the Mushroom House sent someone to ask Annan to come over.

Mr. Dumbledore was training new recruits, and Michael was busy, so he took some time to meet Annan.

"Is there any news from Magic TV!?" Annan rushed into the alchemy room in a hurry.

"no……"

"Is that the third type of magic gunpowder has been successfully improved?"

"It's not..."

"That is……"

"The arm you want is ready!" Michael said before Annan spoke again.

"why you?"

Annan was slightly startled. He didn't ask Dumbledore to...

"Let Young Master Dumbledore explain it to you." Michael pointed at the two arms on the alchemy table, activated a magic stone and left the alchemy room.

Annan looked at the two arms on the alchemy table: one male arm and one female arm.

The Philosopher's Stone projected the outline of Dumbledore, who introduced himself, "Lord Annan, I have made two simulated arms according to the parameters you gave me. I drew inspiration from the puppet, and the prosthetic limbs I made can be used normally by ordinary people. There are two kinds of magical inscriptions engraved on the elbows, one for driving and the other for energy storage."

"With the level of magic elements in Liberty City, it is completely possible to charge it at night and use it normally during the day. It can also be used continuously for more than three hours outside."

"Then there are the parameters. It has half the gripping and lifting strength of an average person, which can meet the needs of daily life."

"Half? That's good enough..."

Annan's minimum expectation was to be able to move slightly so as not to look out of place.

It took Deng Li Shao less than half a month to invent the prosthetic limb, so there is still a lot of room for improvement...

It would be a shame to only do two of them. There are many disabled veterans in Liberty City. Although the jobs and pensions provided by the City Lord's Mansion are enough for them to live a stable life, who can refuse to become a normal person?

He heard from the transport officer about the tragic situation on the front line of the Kingdom of Dimon, where the injured could not receive medical treatment and had lost hope of living. Some disabled soldiers even chose to commit suicide.

Moreover, the real war has just begun, and the imperial soldiers who rushed to the front line will inevitably suffer heavy casualties... At this time, prosthetic limbs can greatly stimulate their desire to survive...

Thinking of this, Annan put away his arms and ran to find Mr. Dumbledore in person to raise the priority of the prosthesis.

After explaining the situation, Annan came to the military camp.

On the playground, Kirlian was training soldiers. After he came back, Fermi gradually transferred power to Kirlian.

Annan knew the reason... Fermi lost an arm and couldn't even lift the magic musket, so he couldn't go to the battlefield anymore.

He wanted to let Kirlian take over the position, and he would step back to assist him.

But now, this won't happen anymore...

In the main house of the military camp, the guards who stamped their feet and puffed out their chests let Fermi in the office know who was coming.

"Your Majesty Annan, why did you come here in person?"

"Don't call me Your Majesty."

"Yes, my king."

Annan was too lazy to correct him and couldn't wait to take out the prosthesis produced by the Mushroom House: "Try this."

(End of this chapter)