After the High Engineer triggered the "Elf Quest," his attitude toward the two of them improved somewhat.
The two of them were already talented individuals. Now that they had also provided a crucial clue about the "Elf Pantheon," they were even more worth winning over.
"Dark elves can open a court for me. Brother Ragnar, you'll be in charge of that for now. As for the Miltans, aside from the 'war engine' construction you're already responsible for, Master Tonilo, I authorize you to draw some of your Miltan commercial elites and establish a civilization consortium."
The High Engineer did not waste words and directly arranged two lucrative positions for them.
The expressions of both men relaxed somewhat.
In a carbon-based system, a "court" naturally did not merely mean the sort with three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two consorts. It could be simply understood as a "bloodline laboratory." Those allowed to stay in the "court" were the civilization's purest-blooded individuals.
Normally, however, it was carbon-based civilizations that established "courts." They were rarely seen in mechanical civilizations.
As for a "consortium," there was even less to say. Given the faction's current power structure and attributes, even if one took ten thousand steps back, it could never develop into a "megacorp civilization." Instead, making good use of the Miltans' excellent "management abilities" could effectively increase the faction's vitality and improve its business environment.
After all, there were some important investments that were still inconvenient to let the players participate in.
After arranging the two men's work, the High Engineer glanced at the sky and said, "It's better to arrive at the right time than early. Since you're both on our side now, there are some things I can show you. After all, you should also understand our faction's trump cards."
Master Tonilo and