Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

"Points are money, and money is points. I should have thought of that earlier."

After listening to Eltharion's story, Marlene sighed slowly, holding the gold coin between her fingers and tapping it lightly on the table, making a crisp sound of collision. Her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were heavy, revealing a hint of inexplicable complex emotions.

She had always known that Daxus was reshaping the order of Naggaroth, but it was not until this moment that she truly realized what kind of system he had created, a system that completely subverted the old order, a behemoth that could devour everyone silently.

The point system is not just a combination of economy and religion, it is also a precise manipulation of human nature, an invisible shackle that seems gentle but is enough to make people fall into it voluntarily. It makes everyone feel that they are free and fair, and even makes them willing to fight, compete, and offer loyalty without any coercion.

"Matheran, I would rather they still believe in Kane."

Darolan, who had been silent since entering the room, finally spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was filled with a long-suppressed tremor. His eyes were complicated, and his tone was steady and somewhat unnatural, as if he was afraid that if he revealed too much emotion, he would be shocked by these words.

As the leader of the Kingdom of Cosqui, he should not have said this. Strictly speaking, this is politically incorrect. After all, the Kingdom of Cosqui suffered from the poisoning of the Kane Sect during the Great Schism.

But now, he felt that such fanatical belief was not so scary, and even a little ridiculous.

After hearing this, the Asurs present did not laugh at or criticize him. Instead, they fell silent. Their expressions were solemn, and their eyes met, revealing a rare consensus.

Compared to the war machine of Kane's sect, which relied on fanatical faith to support it, the system of the Edrezer sect was calmer, more precise, and even more terrifyingly sustainable. Kane's followers would sacrifice themselves in a frenzy, and they paralyzed themselves with blood and killing.

The point system allows soldiers to consciously pursue honor, wealth and power. Every effort can be rewarded concretely, and every kill is a calm calculation.

"The existence of points will encourage soldiers to train harder. Since we have to train every day, why not train well and strive to get more points?"

“Points are money, and money is points.”

These two sentences echoed in everyone's mind like a spell, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

If the normal training is already terrible enough and the soldiers will work harder because of the temptation of points, then on the battlefield, the incentive effect brought by the point system is simply terrifying.

Fighting is no longer just a duty, but a way to gain a higher status and better treatment. In such a system, everyone's goals become extremely clear. They know what they want to do, how to make themselves stronger, and how to climb to a higher position in the system.

The most chilling thing is that this is not forced. No one is forcing them with a whip, and no one is instilling fanatical beliefs in them. All of them are willing to become part of this war machine under "fair competition".

This is more rational than simple fanaticism, more realistic than self-paralysis, and more effective than forced orders.

"The Druchs recognize this system and even advocate it. In their opinion, this is the fairest order they have ever seen. This is the conclusion I came to during my visit and investigation." Bel-Aihor slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a terrifyingly calm voice, "In the army system, the concept of bloodline is blurred, and the status of soldiers is no longer restricted by their origins, but determined by their performance. Under this system, everyone knows their goals and benefits. Everyone knows what they need to pay and what they can get."

He glanced at Asul who was sitting there. Their expressions were different, but without exception, they all revealed a heaviness and worry that was difficult to conceal.

"More importantly, the point system does not make people feel exploited." He continued, "On the contrary, it makes everyone feel that they have received the rewards they deserve. Even the nobles cannot resist the attraction of this system. They will participate in the competition more crazily, because points are the new order and the true symbol of power."

"After he completed the reconstruction, he distributed a large sum of money. This money, plus his political reputation, ensured the credibility and smooth operation of the point system." Marlene slowly put down the gold coins in her hand, her expression more solemn than ever before. "His goal is not just to build a strong army, but to build a war machine that never stops. This machine doesn't even need faith, it only needs points and a commitment to the future."

"I partially agree with you on this point, but we have different understandings on the details." Bel-Aihor said slowly. As soon as he finished speaking, he opened a bottle of drink, took a few sips, and continued, "During the years I have been working, I have studied in depth the changes in Duruchi society. I believe that all of this is inextricably linked to the reshaping of their civilian class."

He paused for a moment, glanced around, and after making sure that everyone was listening attentively, he continued, "During the first five-year plan, Dacus held a very important meeting. At that meeting, he proposed the concept of the interdependence of the small family, the big family, and society. He believed that the stability and development of society must rely on the consolidation of the family and the sense of responsibility of the individual. These three are closely linked and indispensable. Do you want to hear more details?"

The Asur present nodded one after another. Although their expressions were different, their eyes all showed deep interest and deep thought.

He adjusted his sitting posture, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Family is the starting point for individual growth, a safe haven, and the core for cultivating personal responsibility and social skills. Whether a society can prosper depends on whether countless individual families are stable, whether they can take responsibility, and whether they can drive the operation of society."

"I'm sorry, I need to interrupt." Seraphim, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke in a low and serious voice. "I want to know how Duruci did it? Or more specifically, how did Dacus put these theories into practice? After all, the gap between theory and practice is often difficult to bridge, especially when this system involves the entire social framework."

At this point, he shook his head slightly, his eyes full of thought and disbelief. As a master of knowledge and a wise man who is well versed in management, he knows better than many people present that the time, resources and precise execution required to build such a system far exceeds the imagination of ordinary people.

Bel-Aihor tapped the table lightly, a faint smile on his face. "It was indeed not easy, but they did it. All this is inseparable from the cooperation of the Divine Knowledge Institute, the Spiritual Oracle Institute and the People's Institute. These three institutions jointly shouldered the important task of reshaping the Duruci society."

He looked around at everyone and said slowly, "Interestingly, at first, those high-ranking Duruchi nobles did not think that these three houses would have any substantial effect. They were just toys of Dacus. However, it turns out that the existence of these houses is not only necessary, but also crucial. Today, they have become the core pillars of the operation of Duruchi society."

Everyone's expressions became more solemn, and they began to realize that this system was far more profound than they had imagined.

"Initially, even the leaders of these institutes didn't know how to implement it, but..." He narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone meaningful, "Perhaps you are unwilling to admit that Daquus's existence... He provided the most direct impetus. He knew that if you want to truly change a society, you must start from the most basic level, and the most basic level is children's education."

His voice echoed in the silent conference room, and everyone held their breath.

"So, Shengzhi Academy received clear instructions to deeply instill the theory of small family, big family and society into the hearts of the children of Duruchi starting from the pre-school enlightenment stage. The entire education system was completely reshaped, and this concept was systematically integrated into every learning stage from enlightenment to before the coming-of-age ceremony. The family is the foundation of the individual, and the society is the continuation of the family. The honor, disgrace, rise and fall of an individual is inseparable from the entire society. This is the teaching they hear every day."

He paused, his voice slightly lowered, "If you train every day, your abilities will improve; if you fight for the Witch King, your family will have a better life. The entire society is not a cold machine, but a huge network composed of countless small families. Everyone's efforts will directly affect the rise and fall of the entire society."

In the conference room, everyone's expression became more solemn.

"This is not just indoctrination," he continued. "As children in Druki grow into young adults, they are shaped by this mindset every step of the way. When you are taught from a young age that your personal value depends on your contribution to the community, you gradually accept this concept and take it for granted. And when the whole society agrees with this, the system becomes an unbreakable order."

His fingertips tapped lightly on the table, and his tone became more steady.

"However, education alone is not enough. Grown-up individuals still need to be constantly reminded and reinforced. Thus, the Academy of Oracles came into being."

"The duty of the Oracle Academy is to ensure that the entire society always recognizes the Dacus model." His voice was deep and powerful. "They control the propaganda system of Druch. From daily announcements and public speeches to dramas, literature, songs, and even slogans and bugles on the battlefield, everything revolves around the value of the same core individual and is determined by his contribution."

"The Spiritual Oracle Academy not only shapes the collective consciousness of the Duruchi society, but also ensures a social consensus. In this system, everyone believes that as long as they are willing to work hard, they will be rewarded." He leaned back in his chair with an ambiguous smile on his face. "And this is the most terrifying thing."

"This is not forced oppression, but a deep-seated belief, a thorough self-identification." Seraphion was silent for a long time, and finally spoke in a low voice with a hint of vigilance in his voice.

"That's right." Bel-Ahor flicked the ash off his cigarette lightly, with a meaningful smile on his face. "The people of Duruchi don't feel that they are obeying some kind of oppressive orders, nor do they even think that they are being controlled. They believe that this system is fair, even fairer than any system they have experienced in the past. They think they are actively participating, rather than being forced to obey."

"However, ideological agreement alone cannot support a large and complex social system. The responsibility of the House of Peoples is to transform this consensus into an orderly and efficient social management model, so that every Druki knows his or her position and how to improve his or her status, and gradually forms a belief that as long as they work hard enough, they can get a better future."

"So, this is why their army has become so terrifying." Finnubar spoke slowly in a low voice, "The soldiers are no longer driven to the battlefield, but take the initiative to go to the battlefield to kill, because in their cognition, war is no longer just an obligation, but a ladder to a higher status. Every victory means the accumulation of points, and points are a symbol of wealth, power and social status."

"That's right." He nodded, his voice unhurried but with a weight that could not be ignored. "They know very well that every bloody battle not only accumulates wealth and merit for themselves, but also allows the family to obtain corresponding rewards. Even if they die on the battlefield, their descendants can still inherit the points and wealth they have accumulated, and continue to climb up, so as not to be eliminated by society."

"What about their parents? Points cannot be inherited by parents, so do the parents of these soldiers get nothing?"

"Of course not." His tone was still calm, but the content was enough to make everyone's heart tighten. "Although the points will not be inherited by parents, the government will provide birth subsidies. The social assessment system of Drucci will rate each adult offspring. Those who get the fourth and fifth ratings will receive higher rewards from their parents. This reward is not only compensated by the amount of energy, but also by the improvement of social status."

"So... Darolan looked at Bel-Aihor thoughtfully, his eyes deep, "If a pair of Druch parents want their children to get the fifth-level rating, they must take the initiative to learn how to be more qualified parents?"

"That's right." Bel-Aihor sighed and shook his head slightly. "Under the guidance of the Ten Thousand Peoples' Academy, Drucci's parents paid special attention to early education, cultivating their children's character, and working hard to improve their children's learning ability and competitiveness to ensure that they stand out among their peers. After all, a child's rating not only determines their own future, but also directly affects whether the entire family can be promoted in the social class."

He paused, as if recalling something, and then added.

"What's even more outrageous is that the attitude of the Duruchi towards childbirth has undergone a huge change. They no longer view offspring as a simple continuation of their bloodline, but rather as an investment, a long-term investment for the future. If they are lucky enough to give birth to a child with the second sight, they can even directly obtain the fourth-level reward."

Finnubar took a deep breath, and a complex emotion emerged in his eyes. It was terrible, this was his evaluation of this system. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, his knuckles slightly white, trying to calm his inner shock through this subtle movement.

He knew that Dacus was extremely capable, but he had never imagined that Druch could build such a tight, stable, and even highly expansive social structure in just a few decades.

In the past, the rule of the Duruchi relied on fear, the oppression of the weak by the strong, and bloody and cruel control. However, now, their people have begun to actively obey, compete, and fight. This is no longer forced, but a choice that they firmly believe in. They see hope and the possibility of rising. Even if this road is still full of blood and killing, they are still willing to embark on it.

Compared with simple threats and violence, this is the real shackles that people cannot resist, a social contract built on the illusion of fairness, which is more terrifying than any kind of compulsory tyranny.

While he was thinking, his son was still outputting.

"Druchi's economy has recovered, and everyone has found their own value in this system. This society is no longer a rigid, solidified pyramid, but a constantly flowing competition system, where everyone is striving for a higher level, so..."

Bel-Ahor's tone paused slightly, and a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Marlene with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

"This war machine is not the operation of indifferent gears, but a social contract, a contract that makes everyone willing to participate in it. He completely reshaped the Duruchi society, and the army... is just the most natural extension of this system."

After saying this, his eyes slowly swept over the Asur present. Everyone was silent and lost in deep thought, trying to digest this shocking truth.

There was an indescribable feeling of heaviness in the air. The candlelight on the table flickered gently, casting shadows that altered on the faces of the Asurs, as if reflecting their complex emotions. The room was so quiet that one could almost hear each other's breathing.

Their eyes were filled with shock and confusion. Their long-held perceptions were being overturned. In their understanding, the society of Duruchi should be based on fear and iron-blooded rule, a world full of violence, chaos, and the possibility of collapse at any time. However, the facts before them told them that Duruchi not only did not disintegrate, but instead grew rapidly in a more efficient, stable, and even vibrant manner. Seraphim was the first to speak.

The master of knowledge tapped his fingers slowly on the table, his voice neither hurried nor slow, with deep thought, "If all this is true, then we must admit that the system constructed by Dacus is more terrible than we once imagined."

Although his voice was not loud, it was extremely clear and seemed particularly heavy in the dull air. Every Asur heard it clearly and they knew what it meant.

"That's why I said that Dacus' move... is not a reform, but a complete reshaping." Bel-Ahor said slowly, "He is not repairing a damaged warship, but building a whole new fleet, which is larger, more stable, and more terrifying."

"What about the navy? Is their navy also undergoing such changes?" After a brief silence, Finnubar's gaze fell on Bel-Aihor with a serious expression.

"Yes." Facing his father's question, he nodded slightly, his tone firm, "Now all sailing missions are issued by Seyuan Yutao. Every sailing is also a mission issued by the Storm Weaver Cult. High Priest Haglin is personally responsible for coordination."

"The current Druki Navy is much more powerful than you think." He spoke in a steady tone, scanning the people at the conference table. "You should know that although the Druki Navy in the past was not to be underestimated in terms of combat power, it was almost blank in terms of overall planning in the true sense. Most of their fleets acted independently and lacked coordination with each other. More often than not, they were more like private armed forces, relying on plunder and slave trade to survive, rather than a disciplined regular fleet."

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, as if to release all the heaviness accumulated in his chest.

“But now, everything has changed.”

"Before the launch of the first five-year plan, Dacus convened a naval meeting of unprecedented scale, and I had the honor of attending it as an observer." He paused for a moment, a glimmer of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, as if he could still see the oppressive and ambitious atmosphere in the conference hall that day. "The core topic of the meeting was simple: to establish a department that is solely responsible for naval affairs - Seyuan Yutao."

"You mean... Druch's navy has completely gotten rid of the past mode of each fighting on its own and lacking unified command?" Finnubar frowned and stared at Bel-Aihor sharply.

"That's right." He nodded without hesitation. "Seyuan Yutao has taken over all affairs of the Duruchi Navy, including personnel arrangements, training systems, task allocation, shipbuilding plans, and even salary payments. Not only that, Daxus also acquired all the existing black arks in Duruchi in the name of Seyuan Yutao."

As soon as these words came out, the conference room fell into silence.

The Black Ark is the symbol of the Duruchi Navy. Those huge black cities wandering on the endless ocean are their fundamental support for dominating the ocean. These warships were originally controlled by the major admirals, but now they have all fallen into the system of Seyuan Yutao?

"Include it in the investment?" Marlene's eyes flashed with thought. She did not show surprise like the others, but shook her head slowly with a meaningful tone.

Bel-Ahol did not answer directly, but raised his eyebrows, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a faint smile. Although he did not say it out loud, the answer was self-evident.

Marlene did not ask any more questions, because she had seen through the essence. Those once unruly admirals might have had the idea of ​​resisting at first, but in the end, they had no choice at all. In front of a huge and sophisticated system, the will of an individual is ultimately just a lone boat in the vast ocean.

Even if some people still hold out hope and want to maintain their past independent status, when all Black Arks are brought under unified management and when the command systems of all fleets are thoroughly integrated, any individual resistance will be futile and will ultimately be crushed by reality and faith.

"Those admirals still hold the command of the Black Ark, but the ownership no longer belongs to them."

Bel-Ahol slowly exhaled a smoke ring, his tone neither hurried nor slow. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at everyone present.

"More importantly, Seyuan Yutao has begun training a new generation of naval commanders. At that time, the Duruchi Navy also conducted a large-scale selection of reserve captains and recruited a large number of outstanding reserve command talents. At that time, people were waiting for ships, but now... ships are waiting for people. A large number of reserve ships are parked in Krakalond, waiting for personnel to take their positions. As for their ships... I think you should know something about them?"

This meaningful statement made the atmosphere in the entire conference room even heavier.

"How many man-hours does it take to build their iron ship?" Aislin snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"It was slow at the beginning." Bel-Aihor shook his head and said slowly, "Because it involves large-scale industrial reforms, specifications and standards need to be re-established, and the relocation of the steel plant also caused certain delays. In addition, there are insufficient warlocks and slipways. In the first month, only five warships were launched."

Five battleships, one month?

Upon hearing this number, the Asur present all showed expressions of astonishment.

Five ships in one month?!
Such a production speed is actually called just?
In the shipbuilding system of the Asur Navy, being able to build five falcon ships a year is enough to make the craftsmen of the shipyard proud. And now, the shipbuilding industry in Duruchi has reached such an astonishing speed?

"Your reaction is exactly the same as mine fifty years ago." He chuckled softly, but his eyes did not show any relief. Instead, they revealed a deep sense of fatigue. "They have innovated shipbuilding technology. The headquarters of the Sea Abyss Riders is not in Naggarond, but on the Black Ark Nagor. In addition, there is also an arcane academy and a steel plant on the Nagor."

"Do you know what this means?"

He glanced around and found that all the Asur were silent, waiting for his explanation.

"The Nagor will smelt the iron ore produced by Hag Graves into high-quality steel, which will be sent directly to the closed slipway under the Ark for assembly. The warlocks will use magic to shape an integrated hull. When a certain number of hulls are accumulated, the Nagor will sail to Clar Karond, where the wooden structure will be laid and the final assembly will be completed."

He slowly leaned back in his chair, his eyes deep and his words filled with a chilling calmness.

"Thirty years ago, on average, one warship completed sea trials every day."

There was dead silence in the conference room.

What kind of horrifying production capacity is this? !

"But the good news is that things are slowing down now," Bel-Ahol shrugged. "Now the ship waits for people, not people waiting for the ship."

The Asurs remained silent, but their expressions had completely changed. They knew very well that this was not good news at all. This meant that the shipbuilding capacity of Duruchi had completely surpassed theirs, even to the point of having a surplus of warships. The only thing that limited Duruchi's expansion was not resources or technology, but the speed of filling the staff!

"Now, a large number of new warships are anchored in Clarkalond, quietly waiting for the right captains and crews. And those old-fashioned plundering ships that were once treasured by Captain Druch are being dismantled in batches." He said lightly, "Some of the dismantled wood is made into furniture for sale, and some is used as building materials or to decorate new warships. Those woods that cannot be reused are recycled and decomposed into paper."

He paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and added with a hint of sarcasm.

"In the season when the Sea of ​​Malice is not frozen, countless ships are training day and night. Before I set off to return, the total number of the Druki Navy has approached 150,000."

One hundred and fifty thousand!
The Asurs at the conference table gasped, so shocked that they could hardly speak.

This number is almost twice the total naval strength of Ulthuan.

However, Bel-Ihor is still producing.

"He organized all the sailors and soldiers into the Ecuadorians. Their organization is similar to that of the Tridents, with every five teams of ten commanded by a fifty-man captain. A warship is usually equipped with four fifty-man teams, plus damage control personnel, ship doctors, cooks and other logistics personnel. The standard organization on a warship is close to 230 people."

He paused, his tone calm and slow.

"And now, the Duruchi Navy has more than 400 combat-capable warships, and nearly half of them are equipped with storm steering wheels."

The air seemed to freeze.

Four hundred ships?
What is this concept? !

The main battleships of Druki are not made up of large and small ships. At the peak of the Ulthuan Navy, all the falcon ships combined could barely maintain this scale, and at that time, the entire world's oceans were under their control. Now, this huge fleet has completely fallen into Druki's hands, and it is still expanding!

However, before the Asur team could recover from the shock, Bel-Ehor once again revealed a more shocking fact.

"You should have seen the merchant ship of Duruchi, right?" He said softly, his eyes falling on Marlene.

Marlene's expression froze for a moment.

"Ironically, Drucci's merchant ship is also called the Albatross class, but I think that is the real Albatross." He slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth and said in a low voice, "Druucci's Albatross class has a carrying capacity of 8.5 times that of our Albatross class."

Marlene's fingers trembled slightly.

The other Asurs in the meeting room also had frozen expressions.

They were not completely surprised by this news, as the Ulthuan Navy had noticed the Duruchi merchant ships decades ago. Based on the waterline assessment, they believed there was a tenfold difference, and the result was...

Perhaps this is good news? The only good news since the meeting began.

"Do you know the big ship in Chapeuto?" Just as everyone was either in deep thought or in shock, Finarfin poked his head out and suddenly spoke.

The Asurs all looked at him.

"Chapeiuto has temporarily built a huge slipway with a huge ship on it that I have never seen before. The scale of that ship far exceeds any warship I have ever seen, even more shocking than the Black Ark."

"Of course." (End of chapter)