In order to clarify his doubts, the wealthy Omega decided to treat everyone to a meal.
The cast is tentatively named Ed, whose efforts are denied, Louis, the "animal lover", Liya, whose "father is a sage", and Jacob, the "kowtow master".
The ingredients are Warhammer's specialty food "Ant Bull" and natural fruits that have been on space merchant ships.
Sure enough, the money was not wasted. Two months' salary was transferred, and within half an hour, a Valkyrie transport plane hovered over the factory where Omega and his team were working.
Omega said in surprise: "Armed transport plane delivering goods!"
Eddard observed it carefully with his artificial eye and said, "It has the emblem of the Crusader Army on it."
Louis, who was also standing on the other side, looked up at the sky. He said, "Skiutas? This is also the business of the Great Sage?!"
"Don't ask me, I didn't order it!" Ed replied.
"Why are you looking at me? It's my first time too, okay?"
Three men standing in the dust raised by the transport plane and watching the plane looked at the woman who was hiding in the distance and didn't want to be covered in dust.
"Heh." Three times.
"That's enough, you three! I can hear it on the communicator." The roar of the oil girl came from the three-person communicator.
"So, do you think this is the Great Sage's business?"
The oil girl yelled, "I don't know! I haven't ordered one!"
The eldest Jacob's voice also came from the communicator: "It should be."
"Is Father Jacob done with his work? Start working after you finish eating. There is always work to be done!" said Omega.
Jacob said on the communicator, "Haha, it will be done soon. After I finish this, I can enjoy the food more peacefully."
Ed then asked, "Isn't the Skitarii's aerial vehicle the Archaeopteryx?"
"Yeah!" Louis agreed.
Jacob patiently answered, "Think about the weapons the Skitarii use."
"Ah! Yes!"
The weapons of the Mechanicus Skitarii have only one requirement - to bring destruction to all enemies of Om Messiah. Power is the first priority, and the safety of the user is never an indicator. A Skitarii who is lucky enough will eventually be slowly killed by his own or his comrades' weapons.
"The great sage really knows how to make money!" Omega exclaimed.
Liya said at this time: "Yes, he is quite famous throughout the empire."
They are indeed father and daughter, and they share the same tradition of being the great sage of crickets.
The transport plane landed, and three people who looked like chefs walked out, followed by several mechanical servants pushing ingredients and kitchen utensils.
Omega has to say again: The money was not wasted!
Look at this hand-embroidered tablecloth and tableware.
Look at the talented servant beside him who is playing various musical instruments and singing.
Finally, to the music, we watched the chef wearing a helmet, armor, holding a bulletproof shield in one hand and a flamethrower in the other, "doing" with a piece of ant beef.
All five people said: It's money well spent!
Ant-Bulls originated from the dangerous and hot polar desert of Luther McIntyre 9. They can survive in extremely high temperatures for long periods of time, have well-developed chest muscles, and stand like apes, with steel-like claws and huge fangs at the end of their limbs and lower jaws.
They are extremely good at digging and eat everything. Their vitality is among the best in the entire galaxy. The delicious meat is widely praised by everyone in the empire, from nobles to common people.
However, their reproduction method is very unique: the reproductive glands of the ant cow are spread all over the body, the eggs are hatched inside the body, and the immature larvae will wander around in the mother's body, growing by gnawing on the mother's flesh and blood. When they mature and pupate and are about to hatch into larvae, they will become patches on the mother's body surface - they may break out of the body at any time and are extremely aggressive.
Mature ant-bull larvae are called swarmers. They are carnivorous and travel in groups, and are as dangerous as adult wombats (a dangerous creature similar to the prairie giant ground sloth).
Warning: Ant cattle eggs are extremely difficult to inactivate by general means. For your own safety, do not eat ant cattle meat without professional cooking.
Canned ant cow meat expires not because it has gone bad, but because the can can no longer hold the meat inside.
When you pick up a can and find it is very light, turn it over and see there is a hole at the bottom, it is recommended that you pray to the Emperor immediately, may the Emperor bless you to leave safely!
During the meal, the four of them raised their glasses to express their gratitude to Omega, and promised to tell him everything about the purpose of his dinner invitation. At the same time, they were secretly curious about where Omega made his fortune and why he was willing to spend so much money on his dinner.
As for the source of his wealth, Omega had thought in advance that there was no point in concealing it, and it was impossible to conceal it. He didn't have a "sage" father, and hiding it would only give people a chance to criticize him.
Just tell me the whole story and ask about the doubts in your mind.
After hearing what Omega said, the four of them beat their chests and stamped their feet. They were so jealous that the ant meat in their mouths no longer tasted good.
"Oh, Messiah! Why don't you enlighten me?" Father Liya wailed, pulling her hair.
Even Father Jacob, who was always mature and steady, was muttering to himself: "How many times do I have to kowtow! How many times do I have to kowtow?"
Father Ed is a bit scary. He doesn't say anything, but his expression says "Destroy this unfair world!"
"Hahaha, Omega, when I first saw you, I knew you were destined to achieve something extraordinary..."
"Stop, forget about lending me money. I can only help you in emergencies, not in poverty!" Omega raised his hand to stop Father Louis's flattery.
"Ahem, can things between priests be called 'borrowing'? It's called funding!"
Overestimate this guy Louis, he is trying to get something for nothing.
"Stop! You haven't answered my question yet?" Omega slammed the table to wake them up.
Liya said madly: "Ah! Damn it! You don't even know how to earn money! How despicable!"
"Liya, stop talking! I want to use my original heart for a few more years. It's very expensive to replace it with a new one!" Jacob covered his chest with one hand and signaled Liya with the other hand to stop stabbing him.
Ed: "Hehe...hehe...burn! Let the galaxy burn!"
Hello, Inquisition? There's a heretic here!
There was chaos for a while, and Omega repeatedly stated that their behavior violated the sacred will of Om Messiah, which required priests to be "rational" and "logical."
The four men responded to Omega with humiliating gestures, but he also got the answers he wanted from them.
"That is to say, in recent years, a large number of descendants of planetary nobles and merchants have become apprentices." Omega said.
Liya said: "Yes, there are a lot of them!"
"Why don't we have it here?"
"My father doesn't have such connections. The families behind these apprentices have huge orders!" Liya replied embarrassedly.
Suddenly I feel a little disgusted with Sage Laust!
Jacob, who had been there the longest, helped explain, "Sage Laust previously served in the Astra Militarum. He was transferred from the Ministry of Military Affairs to Teyed'an twenty-three years ago."
Or an outsider! I despise him even more!
"Don't they all have mentors?"
"How could a sage with such capital have the time and energy to teach apprentices?"
"Since their family is so rich, why don't they just hire a priest?" Omega said as if there was nothing money could not solve.
Seeing his expression, the four men twitched again. Father Louis took over and said:
"First, those who are sent by the family are generally those without inheritance rights, such as illegitimate children or collateral relatives. Second, you have to understand that the connection order is the master. These people are not so much apprentices as 'dowry' servants, tools and spies for their family to maintain their relationship with the sages."
"Things are really complicated inside."
Ed said sourly, "They have financial support from their families, and their lives are much better than those of us here, but they're just too stupid! But they have plenty of time. If five years doesn't work, they'll try ten. If ten doesn't work, they'll try fifteen or twenty. Anyway, no one will chase them away unless they decide to leave or their families arrange for a replacement."
"oh..."
Omega rubbed his chin with his little hands and frowned, thinking about something. Father Liya couldn't help giggling when she saw him acting like a little adult, but Omega was lost in thought and didn't hear it.
They have some money so they can spend it, they don't have inheritance rights so they feel the pressure and motivation to become priests, they're not very intelligent so they need tutoring, they have time so they can repeat their studies, and there are so many people so there's a market! Isn't this a blue ocean! A blue ocean!
"I feel like I'm going to get rich! I'm going to make a fortune!" Omega said to himself.
Jacob, Ed, Louis, and Leah naturally heard what Omega said. They looked at each other and understood what each other meant: they would not leave the dining table even if the factory exploded today.
Omega threw himself into his own blue ocean, his mind working rapidly, considering several issues at the same time.
Compile another textbook? No! No! Compiling a textbook in the Mechanicus is like compiling a scripture. If someone writes the scripture, someone else will debate it. Victory is orthodoxy, defeat is heresy. You can't afford to offend them!
Without teaching materials, we have to start with the teachers! If it's too expensive, the apprentices can't afford it and won't pay. After all, they just want to have the pressure and don't have to work as slaves in the factory. If it's too cheap, the priest status and benefits are here, but they won't want to do it! Headache! How can there be cheap priests?
Thinking of this, Omega's eyes dimmed, and he raised his hands to pat his face to wake himself up from the dream of getting rich. But just as he raised his hands, he stared at his small hands with shining eyes and said:
"I was born to be useful! I knew we still had potential!"
My 1,299 brothers and sisters from the same batch, I miss you!
Liya and the other three looked at each other again, feeling that the other three were a bit of an eyesore and hoped that they would leave as soon as possible.
The price of tutoring should be lowered and the market should be penetrated. There should be a distinction between high, medium and low-end products. The market should be seized as quickly as possible. Otherwise, if powerful and wealthy senior priests or even "sages" discover and imitate it, you will not be able to compete at all.
These 1,299 brothers and sisters must be held in our hands. We must share the profits with them. No! Not just share them, we must give them all. Only by giving them what others are reluctant to give can we retain them, scare off those who want to poach them, and make newcomers find it unprofitable to enter the market. Only then can we monopolize the market.
Use the monopoly market to create an ecological niche, make money through equipment, or even the equipment may not make money!