Chapter 284: Outrageous Designs

"You indeed should make a trip to the north, but it shouldn't be now," Sinuoli muttered.

The current Gotrek Gurnisson seemed not to have found that Battle Axe lost by Grimnir yet. Sinuoli had considered that item at the beginning of his transmigration, but lacking intelligence, he was not confident in venturing deep into the Chaos Wastes.

"I am a person who has always promoted talent based on ability. Given your skills, I should have recommended you to His Majesty the High King and arranged a position like Gunner Captain. But attacking your own kin is a very vile act! I must impose some punishment on you to uphold the law," Sinuoli thought for a moment and said loudly.

"Gotrek Gurnisson, I announce the stripping of your Engineer qualification! From now on, serve as a warrior to atone for today's deeds. Now, go to the treasury and collect a set of equipment, quickly!"

Sinuoli quickly announced the handling. To the surrounding clansmen, this still seemed a bit light, but upon reflection, since the injured had all been healed by divine grace, such a punishment was reasonable enough given that no serious consequences had been caused.

The onlookers dispersed. Sinuoli pulled up his system and saw that public order was not encouraging. He thought about it carefully; this might be due to the long journey, lack of acclimatization, and insufficient logistical supplies.

Large-scale population migration would inevitably bring such side effects, and the inaction of Senior Brother Nathan had exacerbated this. Sinuoli truly realized why appointing a lord could immediately suppress corruption and improve public order.

"This is also my problem; at the time, I did not clarify Senior Brother's power and responsibilities, so it was difficult for him to manage." A mature manager would also reflect on himself. Sinuoli had previously been in a state of seizing territory, and the person he appointed was more of a city defense commander than a city lord. As the situation stabilized, he indeed needed to make some adjustments.

"Give Gotrek a set of the best equipment, then call him to my office!" Sinuoli ordered his subordinates.

"Thank you for your magnanimity, Your Majesty!"

A few minutes later, Gotrek, having changed into a set of fine Rune equipment produced by Tiefengbao, walked in. He stood at the door and greeted Sinuoli.

Looking closely at this famous Dwarf, Sinuoli found that he was even younger than he had imagined, though an exceptionally thick beard made him look more mature.

"It is inevitable for a young man to have a hot temper, but one must still exercise some restraint. You responded to my call and came to the Southlands; it is also my dereliction of duty that you were not settled in properly."

Sinuoli nodded. There were few records of how Gotrek embarked on the path of a Slayer, but it was roughly because he had harmed his own kin. His arrival had changed the original history, but how to prevent the tragedy from repeating was something he also had to consider.

"Tell me your story. With your ability, why did you want to be an Engineer?" Sinuoli prompted.

"Our Qunshan is in a time of crisis. Except for the Southlands under your rule, the situation in other strongholds is not very good. At a time like this, what is the point of learning literature or history when one cannot even protect oneself? How can one talk about making contributions and establishing a career?"

Gotrek had a distinctly traditional Dwarf mindset, and Sinuoli did not intend to have a debate with him about the importance of cultural education.

"Learning martial arts and becoming a warrior can only solve the three or two enemies in front of you. Those damn rats and Greenskins are everywhere; how can one kill them all with a short axe? In my opinion, if we want to revitalize our Qunshan, we must learn Engineering!"

"Hiss..."

Gotrek's words were resonant and forceful; the few Dwarfs in the office couldn't help but sway a little. His heroic posture of fighting many alone and taking down an elite with one punch was still fresh in their minds, but they hadn't expected him to have such a deep analysis of the overall situation.

Sinuoli, who knew the future, agreed deeply. After Gotrek became a Slayer, he fought Greater Daemons, slew Dragons, and killed countless Greenskins, rats, Beastmen, and Chaos followers, but he alone with one axe could not save this world.

"Your Majesty, I have a few design drawings here, please take a look!" With the atmosphere built up to the peak, Gotrek took a drawing from his bosom and handed it over.

"Whoosh!"

Sinuoli did not dare to be negligent. He spread out the drawing, and Master Nathan, Andemuge, and Rogov all leaned in.

"This, what do you call this?"

A moment later, Sinuoli furrowed his brows and looked up.

"Two-way Musket!" Gotrek puffed out his chest proudly. "According to my observations, what the clansmen fear most when working underground is being caught in a pincer attack by rats. My invention adds a reverse barrel to the base of the Thunder Gun, specifically to solve this problem!"

"Ah, this..."

Sinuoli was stunned. His expression stiffened, and he unfolded another drawing.

"This, what is this again? An Organ Gun?"

"You could call it that! The number of those damn mongrels is more than the foam on beer. Our predecessors developed the Organ Gun to deal with large groups of enemies, but artillery is expensive and inconvenient to move! I designed this based on it. In my opinion, four barrels are too few and too conservative, so I made eight. The power can be doubled!"

"In the narrow Earth Vein Network, one shot, heh, those rats..." Gotrek gestured excitedly. Like every Engineer, he felt deeply proud of his invention. But Sinuoli and the people around him were all wearing expressions of laughter and tears.

"This, friend, although I am not a professional, have you not considered the issue of recoil?"

Sinuoli licked his lips. He knew that the recoil of a Thunder Gun was already strong enough; even Human marksmen had to be specially trained to use them. This "Organ Gun" fired eight rounds at once; before the enemy was killed, the user would be shaken to pieces.

"No problem at all! I made a prototype, and it was steady during live-fire testing! It's a pity that the old masters in our Everpeak guild have poor vision, and the peers in Jiliuguan and Haimenguan are all arrogant..."

Gotrek complained loudly. This young powerhouse, who could not be judged by common sense, had not yet realized that he was fundamentally different from his kin.

"Ah, cough, you, your design is not bad, but don't design anymore in the future!" Sinuoli lost his temper; he now empathized with those Engineers. "Everyone has different talents. I believe the battlefield is the place where you can realize your value."

While letting Gotrek go back to pack his luggage, Sinuoli also began to pack gifts. The Human immigrants had already passed Khemri along the river and would soon arrive at Quata.

He had to go to the port to welcome those Humans, formulate resettlement measures on the spot, and set an example for the subsequent immigrants. At the same time, he had to pay another visit to the Priest King of Quata to strive for an expansion of the port area.