Chapter 108 Rainy Day

  During the event at Thunder Bluff, the atmosphere of the entire city was brought to life. The Tauren and Dwarves were very interested in this new form of entertainment. They even started learning the rules on their own initiative and built small recreational venues in the city during their free time, playing these sports spontaneously.

  A new store in the city that sells all kinds of ball equipment has also ushered in a peak period of profitability. As the saying goes, "the wool comes from the sheep's body", although the Thunder Cliff government spent a lot of money on these activities, it can actually drive internal consumption very well, and most small entertainment venues are open to citizens for free as urban welfare.

  However, to enter better venues or hold matches and other activities, you need to apply for the use of large facilities in the city. At the same time, all clubs that teach rules are also set up by Mo Yan, and if you want to learn how to play ball quickly and get professional guidance, you must spend money in the club. With such a setting, the cost spent by Leiting Cliff can be mostly recovered over time.

  In such an atmosphere, the cultural rise of Thundercliff achieved a perfect success, and at the same time, it also ushered in the second long-lasting rainy season on the Hill continent. The heavy rain fell as usual, turning the entire world into a vast wetland, and various magical creatures in the forest began to become active.

  Kabinda and Lobito have become villages in the small town, starting to prepare for this year's Unna. The young people in the village are sharpening their own weapons and armor, preparing to follow their parents into the forest, to the cave at the foot of the mountain, to engage in their first battle as warriors. Ironically, the equipment they use to kill monsters is produced by a city built by monsters.

  "Bored... so bored..." Jones hugged a large pillow, half-burying her face in it, and gazed resentfully at Mo Yan, who was not far away handling official business. "It's raining outside, can't even go out for a flight, stuck in the house all day is really boring. Master, you sit there every day looking at those boring things, don't you feel annoyed?"

  This is the White House's specially designated Mo Yan office room. In the spacious room, except for a very large black square long table, there are almost no other furnishings. A bright red carpet extends from a pair of open doors to the front of the desk, and on the wall behind the desk where the Minotaur sits, a precisely drawn map of Ireland hangs, with some gray short people's carved monster statues and stone flower pots placed beside it, and several small Thunder Cliff flag banners hang down from Greek-style pillars.

  The floor, paved with marble flagstones, was polished by the servants to a high gloss; the light that streamed in through the large windows on either side enabled one to see the shadow of anyone standing on it. This showed off the luxurious beauty while also making some gentlemen think of other special uses.

  "Bored?" Mo Yan sighed as he looked at Jones rolling around on the bed. "But even if you're bored, don't bring the bed into my office, okay? I'll play with you after I'm done with these things. Every day is just playing around, but gold coins won't put themselves in the treasury of Thunder Cliff."

  "But isn't it just boring?" Jones said with a pout, ignoring Mo Yan's explanation. "If you want gold coins, just go rob them directly! Why waste so much time thinking of ways to get them? Anyway, those human ants all like doing that, a thousand years ago they only needed to release a little message and these gold coin-crazy humans would immediately go plunder the dragon's lair under the banner of justice."

  "There are many types of robbery." Mo Yan continued to look at the documents in his hand, stating his decision: "The kind you mentioned is simply using brute force, not only is it very risky but also has low returns, and will directly offend everyone. But I am actually robbing too, however my methods are much more clever, safe and leave no room for complaint."

  Just as Mo Yan had comforted the bored Jones, Lili pushed open the door to Mo Yan's office and walked in, deliberately walking on the uncarpeted marble floor, wearing only a very short skirt that swayed back and forth around her waist, with the hidden goddess within the skirt appearing and disappearing.

  After Lilith walked up to Mo Yan, she handed over a report from the Zorvath elves dispatched to other cities in Elen, smiling and saying: "This is an urgent communication just received from the Zorvath stationed in other cities. It seems that many cities have passed unfavorable proposals. These messages almost arrived at the same time, and the city councils of most cities in Elen decided to impose heavy taxes on goods from Thunder Edge."

  Mo Yan took the report handed over by Lilith, flipped through a few pages, and most of the content was the same. He didn't see anything particularly unexpected and nodded slightly: "It seems that these Sart people have finally become smart once, raising tariffs is indeed an effective means of resistance. In the face of such a situation, even I would feel very embarrassed. If there is no high income from goods exports, Thunder Cliff cannot maintain its high salary for too long. The economy of Thunder Cliff, which relies heavily on imports, will suffer a significant blow."

  Mo Yan leaned back in his chair and looked at the map of Erlan behind him, then looked at the statistics of the cities that had passed the bill in his hand. After a moment of contemplation, he said to Lirisa: "Send someone to call Regal over, I have some things for him to do." Lirisa's smile grew brighter when she heard Mo Yan's words, and she nodded before walking out of Mo Yan's office.

  Lilith roughly understood Mo Yan's approach, since he had called Riegel, who specialized in handling dark matters. He didn't plan to resolve the issue through conventional means. Although Mo Yan could think of some good countermeasures, they would be too slow.

  Mo Yan waited for a while before Regal, dressed in SS attire, walked in. He strode to Mo Yan's desk, knelt down on one knee and bowed his head, then asked: "What does the Lord of the City want me for?" The outfit designed (copied) by Mo Yan himself was worn by Regal, with a hood that gave him an air of mystery, not only looking cool but also quite stealthy.

  "Take a look at this." Mo Yan handed the report that Lilith had given him to Regal and said, "Recently, Thunder Cliff has encountered some troublesome things, and I don't want this matter to have too much of an impact on Thunder Cliff. So, I plan to use some not-so-glorious means to resolve it. This is a task I've assigned to the Party Guards."

  "What should we do." Regal quickly scanned the documents in his hand and asked the Minotaur in front of him simply. As an existence in the dark, the SS actually didn't need to know too much, just knowing where the target was and what to do would be enough. But Mo Yan didn't think so, he thought it was better to let these executors understand the task content in detail, so that they could adapt flexibly during execution, after all, they were not foolish people.

  "I need to stir up a march in every city across all of Erlen. "Moyen thought for a moment before saying to Regal, "Raiden's Peak is affected by this tax bill, but we can't directly express our opinions on it, or they'll find out that Raiden's Peak is weak and grab onto it. I need someone to secretly stir up the emotions of the citizens in those cities. The price increase of high-quality goods will definitely not satisfy the citizens. If someone can organize at this time, then a wave can be formed to make those congressmen eliminate that proposal."

  "On the surface, I will also give you support. I will stop the construction of some welfare facilities in cities and close some already built venues, making it possible for the urban population to be dissatisfied. And what you need to do is to amplify this dissatisfaction, make things as big as possible, and let those city council members see the consequences."

  Raguel understood what he needed to do after listening to Mo Yan's words. Although he had never done such a thing before, he also knew how to manipulate it, which was not much different from inciting a riot, just grasping the degree of control. After Raguel took over the authorization letter from Mo Yan, he turned around and left the office to arrange manpower.

  The SS is currently training the orphans brought back from Parliament City, trying to draft some personnel to deal with this issue, and still need to make some adjustments. After Regal left, Mo Yan roughly handled the existing documents and went to the game room in the White House with Jones, who kept complaining.

  At this time, outside of Eran, in Carthage, a group of dark-skinned slave warriors were marching through the mountains filled with magical creatures. These slaves were mostly purchased from plantations in Carthage, while others were rescued from factories in areas occupied by the Maro people.

  And leading them was a girl in armor, who had been recognized by the Regent Princess of Carthage and had received the help of dozens of knights to lead her army. Although she couldn't get that knight named Trist to join her army, the knights assigned by the princess were also very good.

  This army, which had set out from Sallustius, had grown several times larger after months of fighting. Not only did they recover some lost small towns, but they also gained a reputation among the Mauri people. Compared to those mercenaries who were not serious about fighting, or those soft Carthaginian warriors, these slaves were more capable of withstanding hardships and battles.

  The girl promised that as long as they could serve for a full year, she would give them the freedom they deserved. Such words, of course, could not make these slaves pay with their lives, what really moved them was the girl's kindness and tolerance. What happened in the slave market made all the slaves willing to die for her.

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