Chapter 887 (1/2)
It is said that Fisher is used to a good life and completely forgets what the real poor life is like. He thinks that 6000 tons of steel can't even build hundreds of tanks. Building a warship is one. However, for a country with a productivity environment such as kurtiras, it can be called a huge sum of money. Even in daleine's eyes, steel is much more important than hospitals and drugs.
Moreover, because the Empire itself has not been in contact with several similar classical civilizations, it does not have strict ethics like the Starfleet. What to do and what not to do are clearly stipulated.
So Fisher casually pulled the materials from the inventory. Some of them can be used immediately, while others are not in urgent need, but some are better than none.
After explaining to his wife how rich the Empire was (in fact, Dailin didn't know how rich it was), these materials may be as insignificant as a piece of bread thrown away by the Empire, Catherine became a little frightened from her rage.
”I'm afraid we don't have enough gold to pay for these things!”
”It doesn't matter. We can't afford it. Isn't there anyone else?”
As like as two peas were grinning, a piece of bulletproof plate was seen in his hand. He saw that the product was made in batches. Every board was not only the same, but also the factory date. He also asked the Marine Corps to try the defense of this bulletproof bulletproof board. Kurtiras's dwarf Musketeers (dwarf Musketeers Marines) have been abolished.
However, it's only relative to these bulletproof vests. It's still very good to shoot orcs with fire guns. Those big fools with an average height of two meters may still jump alive with a sword, but if they burst, they must lie dead.
”We can't use up these bulletproof vests. We can also sell them to dwarves or storm city!”
Darlene didn't mention Lordaeron. The most powerful human country in the alliance is now over. The scourge Legion is rampant, and countless citizens flee in all directions. Kurtiras has accepted no less than 100000 refugees during this period, making food a little tight. Fortunately, the Empire also understands the situation, and dozens of containers of food will be delivered every hour, Now Dailin has mobilized almost all the civilians in the capital to help transport the materials sent out from the portal, and the results are still piled up.
Hundreds of thousands of people worked hard for three days and finally cleaned up the first batch of assistance from the Empire. Then Dai Lin didn't care to rest. She took the mage to sweep the bookstores and warehouses up and down the capital, found a new copy of all the books she could get, and then took out all the gold, silver and precious stones in the national treasury, To the other end of the portal.
Although the warehouse can starve rats now, Dai Lin is not worried, because the Empire has said that he can arrange all these materials and trade them to other countries if they can't be used up, but the price can't be too outrageous. It should be subject to the market price and can't start from the ground!
Dailin can only boast to fisher that she is the emperor of man. People think how broad the pattern is, so he asked his messenger to contact the dwarves and other countries, saying that he has grain and medicine on hand and good steel ingots, and wholesale them to you at the cost price! Come on!
Although some of her subordinates suggested taking advantage of this opportunity to make a profit, Dai Lin still strictly kept her bottom line. I'm kidding. Didn't you see the emperor say that this is the first batch? He can still distinguish between a saturated meal and a full meal!
Of course, now everyone is in fiscal austerity, and several allies may not be able to digest these materials, so Dailin went to the experts of the imperial aid mission to ask how to turn these materials into combat effectiveness as soon as possible.