In the face of Schroder's various cynicisms, Qingyi just endured it silently, and even barely squeezed out a smile.

Schroeder said eloquently: "Next, let's talk about how to monetize these military products. Because every subject in your empire is poor and lacks domestic needs, armaments cannot be absorbed internally. You have only a few options: first, break off the deal with Bigbowo, arm your people with all the armaments, and send your people into battle; second, to continue trading with Bigbower, preferring to have a big loss and strive for that little cash flow; Third, all armaments should be reforged and made with new processes, so as to reoccupy the market and make profits. ”

"Take the first path, the necromantic creatures will be all soldiers, all industries except the military industry will come to a standstill, and the profits of the Twilight Empire will become completely dependent on war, and you will be a complete militarist. This is the path that Bigbower wants you to take the most, as long as you dare to wage war against other sovereign states, then all the countries that occupy the name of justice will rise up and deal you a heavy blow. It's okay to say if you win, but if you lose, you'll really collapse. ”

"To take the second path is to bow down to Bigbowo, and it is a kind of defeat that makes you want to dissipate yourself in shame. Having chosen this path, you must be courteous to the nations and expect them to be merciful in their charity. The dignified Twilight Empire is no different from a beggar, how embarrassing is it to spread the word? Hahaha! ”

"Take the third way? Then I will sincerely admire your incompetence. 'Broken silver' is a treasure that takes generations of artisans to come to Orquila, can you make something beyond it in a nouveau riche country? Time waits for no one, and when you develop a new process and start production, it's too late! Schroeder couldn't help but praise: "Bigbower is really full of talents, and all your retreats are considered dead." ”

Qingyi smiled: "But they can't count 'you are my ally', so I still have a chance to live." As a dragon merchant, you are rich enough to save the city with a lot of money. ”

"It's said that wearing a top hat is useless to me, and your empty words are not as good as a gold coin that you can see and touch. I have limited funds for you, only fifteen million gold coins. ”

Qingyi was startled, and was about to speak, when Schrooder said again: "Don't call me stingy, aren't you going to fight in a few days?" Blood elves are notoriously rich, and this big deal alone is enough for you to breathe a sigh of relief. Fighting a war is really best for you necromantic creatures, and being a mercenary is even more perfect. You only need to fight against the elves, which will not touch the interests of all countries at all, and you can exchange human lives for gold coins, so why not? ”

(Xue Duo muttered: "It can also give you the opportunity to make a lot of war money, right?") ”）

"I'll tell you the truth, playing economy, you are not qualified at all! My dear majesty, you should do your best to develop the armed forces and let your army grow in the smoke of gunfire! The next foreign trade disputes will be handed over to me, as long as you don't make trouble for me. Schroeder waved his hand and left.

Xue Duo reached out from the shadow and pulled Qingyi's trouser leg: "Host, he is so arrogant, you are not angry at all?" ”

"Nothing to be angry about." Qingyi said, and he couldn't hear a trace of resentment.

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Bigbowo, the capital.

The king sat behind his desk, his young face illuminated by the lamplight, and looked somewhat solemn. He sat back in his chair and looked at the paperwork nonchalantly, his thoughts wandering.

Who would have thought that a small Necromantic Empire could become one of the sovereign states of the continent and enjoy equal treatment with other countries? It's the same now, who would have thought that a sovereign would go bankrupt in three months because of the failure of one or two policies? The world is unpredictable and confusing.

As the most honorable person on the continent, he was as if he had been excluded from the world. No matter what the situation is, it can't shake his status and rights, so he is the person who should not say such things as "the world is changeable". It stands to reason that when he reaches his level, he doesn't need to worry about anything at all, but he is still inexplicably troubled.

He was troubled by...... It's too smooth, it shouldn't have been so smooth. Is it so easy for a dangerous element like June Sunshine to fall into a trap? Is it so easy to be defeated? But the facts are in front of us, the Dusk Empire has drastically reduced spending, and ninety percent of government procurement projects have been suspended indefinitely...... All sorts of data suggest that the sunshine lost in June.

"Am I worrying too much?"

The king threw the paperwork away and laughed to himself. He turned his head, took the mirror and looked at his face left and right, and suddenly his eyes became cold. He raised his hand, gently grabbed a barely visible gray hair, and pulled it off with all his might. He looked in the mirror again and again, and only then did he reveal a slight hint of human breath.

"Hehe, I'll just say, I'm still very young."

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"City of Waiting", Joint Research Center, Basement Conference Room.

"Now that the 'broken silver' formula has leaked, not only has we lost a lot of money in trade, but we have no advantage in armaments. In other words, we waste a lot of resources and get nothing. ”

Even in the midst of such a big crisis, Brian's tone remained calm and calm, allowing the listener to slowly put away his fear. He looked around the audience and said: "At present, the armament technology on the mainland has reached its peak, and if you want to make a breakthrough, it is already a matter of the next round of industrial revolution." Let the past pass, and we must focus on the war in front of us. Fermat, Diesel, the two improved large machines can be used in this war? ”

Diesel and Fermat exchanged glances and said, "No." ”

"Why not?"

"You're knowingly asking. Our crafting process is fully mature, and the hardware is fine, but we just lack the soul fire of high-level necromantic creatures. If you agree to pick the Shadow Rider directly from the army as a material, rather than relying solely on capturing Necromantic Sea Beasts, we'll be moving much faster. Speaking of this, Diesel couldn't help but say more: "With all due respect, those combat professionals are already prepared to die in battle, wouldn't it be better to let them live in the body of a large machine?" ”

"I still disagree with both of them. Necro creatures should have human rights, not be used as tools. ”

Hearing Brian's words, the backbone of the audience laughed one after another: "Human rights? Who will recognize the human rights of those things? "We necromantic creatures are like this, it's natural for the weak to obey the strong."

Brian didn't smile. He calmly faced the laughter until the laughter stopped, and then said: "Human rights are not given by God, but we fight for them." Necromantic creatures are worthy of respect, regardless of whether they are high or low. Isn't it shameful and pathetic to trample on the souls of others just because of our high status? Today we sacrifice the rights and interests of some people, and tomorrow there will be people who sacrifice our rights and interests. Respect others, and others will respect you. ”

When the audience was silent, Brian said calmly: "If there are difficulties, find ways to overcome them, improve the efficiency of catching monsters, and don't always think about taking shortcuts." If we rely on the military for everything and not on our innovative spirit, then there is no need for joint scientific research centers. This short meeting is here, and everyone continues to cheer. ”

Looking at the backbones who left Yuguan, Brian said to himself:

"Your Majesty, although you have a follow-up plan for this trade war, it is never a good thing to go your own way. Your small mistake will be infinitely magnified by your power. One day, I want every citizen in this country to have the right to freedom of speech and freedom of action. A kingdom is best when the will of the people, not the will of the monarch, is the best. ”

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Bigbow, the seaport city.

A captain of the guard, who was in charge of maintaining order in the harbor, walked into the sheriff's office and had just saluted his superiors, only to find that there was another person in the office. He took a closer look, couldn't help but be solemn, and also saluted the man: "Good morning, Mr. Treasure Bag." ”

Sitting on the sofa, the treasure bag is fiddling with many small parts, and does not raise his head: "I just borrow a place to sit for a while, and it is good when I don't exist." Unlike usual, he was radiant, his eyes fixed on his hands, and he breathed for two seconds, two seconds. In the past, in public, his hands were always at a loss for where to place, but now these hands are staging the most beautiful performance art, giving people a great visual enjoyment. The mechanical parts are like blisters in his hands, which shows how amazing the speed of assembly and disassembly is, and how flexible these hands are!

The movements are more delicate and complex than the weaving machine, and more graceful than the hand shadow...... Is this really a man's hand?

The captain of the guard was about to be fascinated, but he quickly reacted and said to his superior: "The ban on navigation has been implemented, but there are still a few ships that want to go to sea, and they send some sailors to argue with us, and some of them secretly get on the ship and want to anchor and sail!" I was afraid that this would lead to violence, but the port was understaffed, so I came back and asked for instructions! ”

"Come and crack down on the port." It was the treasure bag that spoke, and he was fiddling with the gadgets on the table with one hand, and in the other hand he was holding a teleportation magic prop, which seemed to be calling people remotely. After saying that, he threw himself into his work again. This time, his fingers shone with golden light and sparks, as if there was a miniature fireworks extravaganza between his hands.

"He's probably informed the army. In any case, no boat was allowed to go to sea, and all those who resisted the order were detained. The sheriff said.

"Sir, may I ask a question?"

"Just ask."

"Why is there a sudden no-sail order?"

"Because I owe favors to others, I don't feel well if I don't pay it back." The treasure bag interjected coldly. He glanced up at the captain of the guard, and a grim light flashed in his normally wooden eyes.