Chapter 390 Technical Review Committee

In the iron cage, a thin figure huddled in a corner, holding his head with both hands, trembling all over, as if a great fear was oppressing him.

This is a humanoid creature with hands and feet, but it looks dry, and its ears are long and pointed.

"It's incredible!"

In the courtyard of the lord's mansion, Paul stared at the creature in the cage.

Tirpitz, who led the fleet to help the kingdom defend against pirates in the south, sent him a gift - a creature called "Goblin".

For Paul, this was the first time he saw the so-called "fantasy creature" with his own eyes, even though he had heard from others that there were dwarves, elves, and orcs in this world, and he had personally experienced magic battles between wizards, and even a real witch stood next to him.

Now a life that he had only seen in anime in his previous life suddenly appeared in front of him.

"It's incredible! I thought they only existed in legends."

Not only Paul, but other natives of the Northwest Bay were also amazed, after all, goblins had never appeared in the northwest. Hansel and Bernard, the two guys from the capital, looked much calmer. I wonder if they were complaining in their hearts that their colleagues were all country bumpkins.

Of course, there was also Ladi Setia, who was a naturalist and had been an adventurer for several years. Goblins were not unfamiliar to her at all. Many new adventurers started their careers by defeating goblins.

"Lord Graman." She frowned slightly and reminded in a serious tone: "Although this creature looks terrible, it is actually a very dangerous creature. Don't let it run away. Once it runs to the nearby forest and spreads, the consequences will be disastrous."

Paul was very confused. He looked at Ladi, "I have heard of the notoriety of goblins, but there is only one goblin here. Can it spread after running away?"

"Yes!" Ladi still maintained a serious expression, "There have been several such cases in history. Scholars speculate that goblins may have the ability to reproduce parthenogenetically."

"This..." Paul was speechless. Goblins are considered advanced creatures. Could they be like paramecium?

"Okay! Philip!" Paul shouted.

"Lord Graman, call me." The old butler came as soon as he was called and soon appeared in the yard.

Paul pointed at the goblin in the cage and said, "We'll kill it and feed it to the dogs later."

Although it was a gift from Tirpitz, the other party also said in the letter that it would be "dealt with" immediately after the rare thing, so there was no need to worry about anything.

"Uh... yes, Lord Graman." The old butler agreed.

If the legend is true, this creature has a very strong vitality. Paul really doesn't dare to dig a hole and bury it casually. What if it grows out of the ground again? After all, in a certain magical universe, there are also a bunch of green-skinned guys, and dandruff can grow offspring when it falls into the soil. And this is also a magical world where magic exists, so it's better to be cautious.

The little thing in the cage seemed to have a premonition of its tragic naming, and suddenly burst into tears.

Paul was unmoved, waved his hand and asked someone to carry the creature out. It would be great if there was an elf girl in the cage.

As for the goblin? Forget it.

After seeing the novelty, it's time to deal with the business.

"Gentlemen, you are called here today to review which technologies can be promoted externally."

Paul led everyone to the hall and sat down, announcing so.

"To be honest, Lord Graman, I don't agree with teaching our technology to others. Canned food, porcelain, salt making, and papermaking are all major sources of our financial income. Why should we let others share a piece of the pie?"

Intelligence chief Cecil shook his head and expressed his objection.

Paul explained: "Cecil, this is what I think. The principles of our existing technologies are not complicated. It is only a matter of time before outsiders want to reproduce them. In the past few years, in order to keep the secrets of these technologies, we have invested a lot of manpower and material resources, and sent people to every workshop to guard them strictly. As more and more private workshops use these technologies, it is unrealistic to continue to keep them secret. Strict review has also greatly hindered the increase in production capacity. It is better to open them up as soon as possible. Of course, this kind of opening is conditional. Outsiders must join our patent protection system and can only use these technologies under the condition of obtaining our authorization. Correspondingly, if outsiders have any good technology, we must obtain the other party's authorization before we can use it."

"I agree with your opinion, Lord Graman."

Female consultant Ladi suggested: "Perhaps you can take the lead in establishing a [Patent Protection Alliance] as a pilot practice of the [Customs Union]. This will not directly affect the interests of rural landlords. They naturally have no reason to object. Starting from this, we can gradually open up the situation and gain some experience in the operation of the alliance."

"Patent Protection Alliance? Good idea." Paul was very interested after listening.

"In fact, one of the purposes of my support for opening up technology is to promote the development of surrounding territories. Only when everyone's economy is active and tariffs are reduced, there is hope. Otherwise, it will not work if only we prosper. They will only close the door tighter. In addition, we will also be less envied."

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After some discussion, most people, including Old Ford and Hansel, agreed with Paul's decision, and Cecil did not object, although as the head of intelligence, he still had many doubts.

Paul touched his chin and said, "We need to act now. Mellon?"

"Hmm?" The brother sitting next to him turned his head. Although Mellon Garnard usually doesn't talk much in various meetings, Paul will definitely call him whenever he discusses important matters.

"The Garnard family has a good relationship with the lords of the Northwest Bay. How about you talk to them this time?"

"Okay, leave it to me." Mellon agreed readily. "But you have to think about which technologies can be given to others and which technologies cannot be given to others."

"Of course, I'm not a fool. I can't give the cannon manufacturing technology to others, right? This is the second reason why I asked everyone to come here today. I decided to set up a [Technical Review Committee] to review the various technologies we control and consider all aspects, especially security, to determine whether certain technologies can be authorized to others."

"Glemandar is wise, please let me serve on this committee."

Hansel took the lead in flattering Paul. This guy has always spared no effort to strengthen his presence in the State Council.