Chapter 455 Primitive Economy
These magical bacteria can become a line of defense in the soldiers' bodies, blocking the attacks of naturally born alien pathogens. Although the Empire does not attach much importance to the life and death of the Star Army, it is too stupid to cause a large-scale loss of combat effectiveness of the Legion because of eating.
Of course, this is not a 100% defense. Sometimes diarrhea and vomiting symptoms caused by acclimatization still exist. But at least you will not become a source of infection for ulcers and sores due to unknown natural pathogens.
The Empire's tradition has always been to ensure the safety of most people, and the rest can only rely on prayer to bless themselves to be safe.
When the expedition fleet docks on the planet and purchases supplies, the Military Affairs Department will also let the soldiers disembark and rest. At this time, the soldiers will use their own military supplies and cargo coupons to make some small transactions with the citizens of the planet.
Buy some local specialty drinks, snacks or memorable collectibles.
However, when Lin Fan went out to purchase with the soldiers, he saw more barter trading models, and military supplies and cargo coupons were more circulated among the soldiers.
Even the military funds and cargo coupons between the interstellar legions are obviously different. For some legions that are too embarrassed, their military funds are just a few slightly sweet ration bars for soldiers.
But even these ration bars that are difficult for the imperial soldiers to swallow are rare food in the hands of the poor residents of the planet. At least they can understand the military labels on the packaging and know that they will not die from some strange diseases after eating these foods.
The empire is so advanced and backward, and extreme inequality is spread throughout the human territory. Some people can squander apples and peaches, these precious fruits must be kept below 18.5 degrees, otherwise they will rot in a few minutes. Some people can't even eat algae mud grown under the sun lamp.
Since crossing, Lin Fan has been exposed to the backwardness of the empire in military and administration. When he really starts to try to manage a planet and wants to put the planet on the right track of development, he has to face another problem that has been lurking behind the scenes and has never been noticed by him.
The economy of the human empire.
The orcs' economy is so stable that any economist in the empire is envious, if the empire really has economists.
There are many types of currencies in the empire, including credit coins, throne coins, Aguilas coins, paper money, and eleven beads certified by the church.
Apart from these general equivalents, commodities, resources, and manpower can also be used as currency.
Although currency looks ordinary, it must be admitted that it is one of the greatest inventions in human history.
Sovereign states adjust their national economies through monetary policies, but the human empire does not have any unified currency that is sufficient for circulation within the country, and monetary policy, a powerful tool, is completely useless.
Since the Great Crusade, the overall economic level of the empire has been no different from that of the human slave period.
The empire has no idea of regulating taxes and government spending. It does not consider the economic level of the planet, and only requires that the eleventh tax collected is the only major source of income.
These money were invested in the bottomless pit of war, leaving the infrastructure of the empire almost zero, and it could only rely on the durability of the equipment itself to barely support the critical building and collapse.
The tight state of high taxes and high expenditures has strangled the long-term development of the empire. The low savings rate has also led to the stagnation of the empire's economic development. Without the economic foundation, the superstructure will sooner or later be doomed. The vicious cycle is almost impossible to break.
If Lin Fan can really create a network, then he must start economic reforms to make this stagnant water flow.
Then what will be used as currency? If he makes ordinary currency, he may let Tzeentch use the economic crisis to play to death, or Tzeentch will not care about his face and forge counterfeit currency to flow into the empire, which will be more troublesome than the gain.
The more Lin Fan looks at the information on the data board, the more headache he has. This is much more torturous than fighting.
At present, the canteen is just as its name suggests. Apart from the extraordinary agriculture blessed by Jin Kela, it basically produces nothing.
The urban area has just established its outline. The average quality of 20 million residents is two levels lower than that of the soldiers of the 37th Regiment. Even the Valhallans with the worst performance will sigh at the knowledge reserves of the residents.
"Alas. I'm so worried. I always feel that even if I have a ball, I don't have time to build it."
Lin Fan sighed deeply, and the enthusiasm he had just taken over the planet was immediately exhausted, and his shoulders collapsed.
Odermaier also knew his worries in the past few days, and patted his shoulders, "Take your time, if there are more black stone mines, I can still give you some good things."
"Really?"
"Do I have to lie to you?"
"Is this a surprise?"
"It should be considered a surprise."
As soon as the voice fell, Odermaier felt the shuttle breaking through the atmosphere and flying towards the laboratory.
"Wow, the feeling of becoming a battleship is quite exciting! I want to do it again!"
Rebecca's shuttle jumped up and down, showing her excitement with a maneuverability that the Empire's fighter planes could not achieve.
Seeing Rebecca like this, Lin Fan also asked Odermayer, "Is it really okay to let her be the overall control of the warship? She has a very eccentric personality."
"What are you afraid of? On the way to the first batch of ore, we don't need anyone to help us. You and I can just take Dilia with us."
"Really?"
Lin Fan was a little surprised. He looked at the battleship model made by Odemaier Blue Light again and calculated the scale. This giant ship with a length of 150 kilometers has surpassed all the main battleships of the empire. You should know that the powerful and glorious Macragge's Glory is only 26 kilometers.
Lin Fan dared not even think about the internal structure of this giant ship with a length of 150 kilometers. God knows how Odemaier built the model so quickly.
"This... this... if there are only three of us, no, two people, we will encounter wild monsters on the road." Seeing Odemaier's subtle expression, Lin Fan hurriedly explained, "I don't doubt your skills, I'm just worried about accidents."
Odemaier stared at Lin Fan very seriously for a long time, and Lin Fan felt that Odemaier was angry.
Finally, the serious scientist who smelled of coffee finally laughed out loud, "It doesn't matter, the ship is not finished yet."
"Not finished?"
"Of course." Odemaier pulled over the blueprint and cut it. Lin Fan found that most of the content was solid, and there was no spare space at all.
"I only urgently made the hull and drive system, and a shuttle gun that can be activated. Let me debug the rest slowly on the way."
(I can't update it today. The author of the coin is busy with his graduation thesis.)
Warhammer's early art style was always very unique