Chapter 641: Fox, Promotion and Salary Increase

"Is this thing real?"

After finishing reading it, the commander-in-chief rolled up the blueprint, and after storing it in his own card, he then looked at Fox with a serious face.

This action of his caused question marks to pop up on the heads of the surrounding brigade commanders.

Because the blueprint was only seen by the commander-in-chief and Fox, apart from knowing it was a thick piece of paper, they didn't know what it was that Fox had handed up.

However, seeing the commander-in-chief's serious look, it should be something important.

Of course.

This didn't include the brigade commander of Fox's unit.

Although he hadn't seen it either, at least he knew that such a kind of thing existed.

After all, Fox had previously mentioned this matter during a captains' meeting.

If there were no accidents, there shouldn't be any accidents.

And if it was truly the thing he was thinking of, then in the future, this captain under him would probably have a prosperous official career.

It seemed he would need to have a good chat with the other party to bond with him after the meeting ended later.

"It's real. I've used it before, but if we want to produce it now, it might be somewhat difficult."

Sure enough, just as the brigade commander was calculating in his heart how to re-establish a good relationship with the other party, the other party also spoke his guess out loud.

Used it? Difficult to produce?

This was plainly saying it was the [Magic Disorder Device], okay.

"Is that so? There's no need to worry about the production aspect; there is a group of excellent craftsmen among us Exorcists."

The commander-in-chief smiled relaxedly and waved his hand.

Now, he no longer had the embarrassment from before, and had regained his composure.

So regarding these 'small matters' that couldn't really be considered small matters, he was very optimistic.

Thus, after waving his hand, the commander-in-chief leaned forward, looking at Fox in a relatively comfortable posture.

"So... I hope you can train a batch of people who can proficiently use this kind of thing."

...

Before the things had even been produced, this commander-in-chief actually wanted to start training people to use the Magic Disorder Device?

And they had to be able to use it proficiently.

Aren't you making things difficult for me?

Fox, the corners of whose mouth twitched slightly, could hardly suppress his desire to roast the other party at this moment.

But what could he do?

From the moment he intended to hand over the blueprint for this thing, it was unavoidable that he would be handled like this.

It was just that he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

From here, it could also be roughly seen that this commander-in-chief was currently somewhat anxious.

After all, the planned mission hadn't been completed until now, and this was a point that didn't allow him to quibble.

However, this blueprint was originally his 'capital for promotion', so naturally it was a good thing that he was now entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

"Your Excellency, there's naturally no problem with this, but..."

"But?"

"But I only have a little over ten thousand people on my side. If we want to use them to attack, we're somewhat short on manpower."

Fox said with a troubled look.

What training or not training, what shortage of manpower, it was all just bullshit.

To put it bluntly, he was here to demand power.

If you want to make me train people just by flapping your lips, then you have to take out something in return.

Otherwise, wouldn't handing this thing over be for nothing?

Although it was just a replica he made himself, what was recorded on it was the absolute real deal.

And over here, after listening to this, the commander-in-chief also nodded.

Originally, he had this thought before, and now that he had this blueprint, there was even less to say.

"I thought it was some big matter. Starting from today, you are a brigade commander. I will draw one hundred thousand people from the surplus reserve troops and give them to you to implement this plan."

Thus, the commander-in-chief immediately gave Fox what he wanted.

He transformed from a captain managing ten thousand people into a brigade commander managing one hundred thousand people.

If it weren't because the Exorcists only had positions for captains of ten thousand and commanders of a million right now, he would have wanted to give some intermediate position.

But this was impossible.

After all, as a commander-in-chief himself, he couldn't appoint a commander-in-chief, so he could only 'wrong' the other party.

Fortunately, one hundred thousand people should be enough for him to use for the current him and the other party, or even for the entire Exorcist army.

So it didn't really matter.

Furthermore, although called reserve troops, they were actually the soldiers under those captains who were dismissed from their posts earlier.

Anyway, someone had to manage them, so he might as well let this astute guy go.

He should be able to properly manage those soldiers who suddenly lost their captains.

Although it looked as if one hundred thousand people was a lot.

But if they were really put into motion, after scattering them out, one might not even see a splash.

After all, the Karim Continent was so big; let alone the entire continent, even in a certain region, one hundred thousand people wouldn't necessarily fall into the 'a lot' category.

Otherwise, a race like the Witch Race, which was the number one race but only had several hundred thousand people, wouldn't be called a minority faction.

For instance, the current borderline between the West River Plain and the Double Ring Hills.

Just this place alone wasn't something one hundred thousand people could defend.

So if they were only responsible for using a certain kind of weapon, then it was still enough.

Moreover, this kind of weapon was a very special existence. Compared to others, Fox, who had handed over the blueprint, naturally became the most suitable candidate.

Of course, there was another reason: this Fox was promoted by him himself, so he could be considered an existence like his direct subordinate plus a lucky general.

Don't look at the fact that the Exorcists have a population of hundreds of millions; in reality, those truly capable of fighting might only be seven or eight million.

The ratio was about twenty-five to one.

So there were only a few at the level of commander-in-chief like him.

Above that were the core members.

Therefore, if he wanted to become a core member, he must have his own people and his own achievements.

When the time comes for this guy to take over his position, then he would also have a direct force outside to back him up.

To put it bluntly, he originally intended to rely on this eastern expedition to rake in merits. If he didn't produce some results, then he could only be focused on by those other few commanders-in-chief whose mission he had snatched away this time.

And Fox over here was also fully satisfied after getting what he wanted.

After the position of brigade commander of one hundred thousand people was the commander-in-chief, and then came the core layer.

For him, he had to at least climb up to a position in the core layer to ensure he wouldn't be killed by the pursuit units of the Demonic Humans and Witches.

"Your Excellency Commander-in-chief, additionally, I have another matter that needs the Commander-in-chief's approval."

Fox, who was in a cheerful mood, still remained very serious on the surface.

After the commander-in-chief appointed him, he raised another request.

Perhaps because everyone was very happy right now, the commander-in-chief nodded with a kind smile on his lips, indicating for the other party to go on.

"Could you have the craftsmen in the rear first produce a batch of wooden models? This way, I'll have physical teaching materials for training on my side."