Chapter 39: Be Active! Economy

  Mo Yan thinks he's not making money now, although saying this might make the people of Thundercliff vomit with anger. However, Mo Yan indeed thinks so. Although relying on monopolizing the weapon market and dumping silk fabrics has kept Thundercliff's profits in a state of growth, the people of Thundercliff are just too poor.

  Their material collection speed and labor production items are not in proportion to the time they spend. This puts Mo Yan in a situation where he has some money, but can't spend it at all, which is not a good phenomenon. Leiting Cliff earned too much money, causing the Sart people to gradually have no funds to consume.

  But once they have difficulties in their lives, they will regard Lei as the culprit and resent him, and the war will eventually break out like this. This is not consistent with Mo Yan's strategy, and what is the use of gold coins? Things that can't be eaten or drunk, let alone used as a house. The materials that can be bought with gold coins are what Mo Yan needs.

  Mo Yan, having noticed this point, began to invest heavily in the surrounding villages. He set up factories in Kabinda and Lobito, using new methods to produce weapons and some basic materials. Mo Yan offered extremely high wages to the Sartreans working in these factories, allowing them to earn more than they originally did.

  At the same time, help the people of Sart build some basic infrastructure for the city. Establish hospitals, schools, and parks that can provide entertainment for people. Most of these projects employed Sartians as the main construction workers. Those who could accept the power granted by magic and understand the language of magical creatures could take on leadership positions and receive higher salaries and benefits.

  Under these measures, the gold coins piled up in Mo Yan's treasury disappeared at a visible rate. However, the effect was also significant, and the construction of the factory greatly improved Mo Yan's manufacturing capabilities. Helping villages like Kabinda and Lobito build public facilities even made the Sart people feel good about Thundercliff's existence.

  Employing the Sart people as workers, the gold coins that were originally concentrated in Mo Yan's hands were returned to the Sart people, allowing them to have spare money to consume the goods produced by Mo Yan. Although the gold coins ultimately flowed back into Mo Yan's hands, sometimes economics works this way, and only with the circulation of money can the economy prosper.

  "Why not just give the gold coins directly to those Salters?" Lirisis asked, looking at the report that showed a significant increase in sales of goods in the city after spending a large amount of money: "Wouldn't that make them even more grateful?"

  "Who would accept a gift from an original enemy? And that's in a situation where there is no reason at all." Mo Yan smiled and said: "And through this way, it will make those Sart people think that these are the fruits of their labor, so when they consume them, they won't suspect that I have any ulterior motives."

  "Really brilliant." An evil smile appeared on Vivian's mouth, and she flattered herself in Mo Yan's arms: "Hiring these Sartre people, once the time is long, they can't leave the factory work, it's equivalent to letting them become the master's underlings. Once the Thunder Cliff appears problem."

  They will be the first line of defense in protecting their master, and they won't allow others to harm them. Unbeknownst to them, they have already been tied together with Lei Tingyi."

  "Although I just wanted to stabilize the situation and promote economic development." He stroked Vivian's hair as if petting a pet, saying: "However, these additional effects are also what I want to see. So let's keep it this way for now, and notify me if there's any change."

  "Alright." Lillis nodded and said: "Recently, a letter was sent from the Holy City of Fei, asking us to do things according to the agreed terms. What exactly are these agreed terms?"

  "Oh, I almost forgot." Mo Yan took the letter handed over by Lilith and said: "When I returned to Lei Fengguo, I went to Shengfei and talked to their city lord about trade matters. He agreed at that time. It seems that I haven't sent any news for so long, which made the city lord a bit annoyed."

  The lord of Santa Fe, Haigler, wrote a letter full of complaints and some veiled curses. Mo Yan felt enough anger between the lines. In the end, Haigler asked if he still wanted to sign the trade agreement and if there were any plans for investment in Santa Fe.

  It seems that Mo Yan's recent actions have moved Santa Fe, which is struggling financially. They want to get some benefits out of it, after all, "free" things (the free things are the most expensive) even if they are enemies, some things can still be negotiated.

  "Is that so?" Lirisis said: "That's really congratulations, if there is such a big city to trade with us, then the sales of Thunder Cliff products should be even better."

  "Lilith helped me reply to Saint Fee." Mo Yan stroked his chin and said: "Just apologize for this matter, and explain that Thunder Cliff is very interested in investing in a city like Saint Fee. Also, regarding the agreed-upon matters, have them send an expedition team by the end of next month to come to the vicinity of Thunder Cliff to retrieve the agreed-upon items."

  "Alright, I've got it down." Lirien finished writing on the document in her hand and said, "So what exactly did we agree on? What do we need to prepare to give them?"

  "Let the Second Legion go hunting for a powerful demon." Mo Yan thought for a moment and said, "Let them hand over the demon's corpse before next month. Just say this is a test for them, as for how to do it, I won't give any instructions."

  "Isn't it done yet?" At this time, Jones pushed open the door and looked at Mo Yan who was still handling official business with some complaint, asking: "Master, let's go out and play? It's so boring every day like this."

  "Heh heh." Mo Yan chuckled and said, "If you're feeling bored, go take a look at the Second Legion's side. Bring my orders over while you're at it. Jones, you can also take a look and choose what kind of demon is considered strong."

  "Powerful demon?" Jones thought for a moment and smiled, "In the mountains to the north, there is indeed a Wyvern Giant, and many other demons under its command. It should be considered a relatively powerful demon. Want to hunt it? It seems like it would be quite interesting. I'll go take a look too." As he spoke, Jones took the order book that Lirius had just handed over, smiled and ran out. Before long, the sound of dragon roars and flapping wings could be heard from outside.

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  "I've had enough!" A Carthaginian warrior flung his bowl of food to the ground and shouted angrily at a Saltean who was also eating not far away: "Why do we have to be like these monsters, participating in those boring games every day? Either running stupidly from morning till night or eating this stuff that can't even be eaten!"

  In the bowl that had fallen to the warrior's feet, there were all sorts of wild vegetables and some white tender worms that could be seen everywhere in the forest. If it was Ba Ye, he would definitely be very satisfied with a sentence of crispy chicken flavor. However, the warriors of Carthage had huge grievances, which finally erupted at this moment today.

  The Carthaginian officers standing next to the roaring warrior also looked at those Sardinians with cold eyes, watching how they responded. Although they did not express their dissatisfaction like the warrior, it could be seen that there were great grievances in their hearts. On the other hand, Maro's soldiers were quietly eating their own food.

  Although from time to time someone would make a vomiting sound, yet no one showed any dissatisfaction. Obedience to orders is the first creed of the Malro Empire's army. No matter what these Sault people did, for now they are superiors and I am a soldier, so I must obey their orders.

  "Is it just this bit of bitterness that you can't swallow?" Nadal stood up and walked to the front of the warrior, looking at the food on the ground, saying: "Do you think what we're doing now is all useless?"

  "At least I don't see where it's useful!" The Carthaginian warrior gritted his teeth and waited for Nadal to say: "You are just torturing us in vain! Comparing us with those monsters! We are humans, not beasts, we don't eat insects!"

  "Is this your attitude towards superiors!" Nadal's fist struck the warrior's abdomen, and as he watched the warrior clutch his stomach in pain and fall to the ground, he said: "In the future, you will command demons in battle. Do you think that if you don't train your speed, you can keep up with the pace of the demons?"

  "I think you, who have been defeated, haven't actually suffered that much, have you?" Nadal said to the Carthaginian warriors standing up one by one. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have let go of these plump insects in the forest. When food runs out, this will be your capital to survive! All the training has been meaningful! Don't look at what you're doing now with the same eyes as before!"

  And that's obeying orders! A good soldier knows how to obey orders, not complain about them. Marlo's soldiers could do better on this point, and maybe that's why they beat you."

  Nadal's rebuke made these Carthaginian warriors gradually lose their momentum. One by one, they sat back in their seats, silently staring at the utensils in their hands. Meanwhile, Nadal, who had finished speaking, was secretly delighted that he could finally say those words to others. Looking at the cooked insects on the ground, Nadal couldn't help but recall his own situation back then.

  Roar! A dragon's roar echoed from afar, causing Nadal to command with a hint of arrogance: "Everyone take cover! Prepare your weapons. Dammit! When did the dragons of Eran become so numerous!"

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