There are many reasons for a country's fiscal deficit, generally speaking: (1) war, in addition to the huge loss of life, also consumes a lot of social wealth, and the fiscal expenditure increases dramatically; (2) The government is corrupt, does not pay attention to economic development, officials embezzle state resources, and are extravagant and wasteful; (3) Developing the economy out of national strength, and spending ahead of time.

In order to develop the economy, it is necessary to create the environment and conditions for economic development, and it is necessary to develop the raw material industry, the electric power and energy industry and transportation, the necessary town construction, and the development of the service industry. This type of infrastructure construction is costly, and if it exceeds the financial capacity of the year, it will create a deficit. The experience of many countries proves that if fiscal expenditures are used to develop the economy and at an appropriate level to maintain balanced economic development, such fiscal deficits can be covered by increased fiscal revenues at a later date.

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"Twilight Empire", Snow White.

Although the city that never sleeps is lit up every day, there is always a concept of time in it, as the inns run by the blood elves have calendars that are synchronized with the outside world, and the witches also sell "magic timepieces". There are people in the city that never sleeps in any country, and they don't know the time, but Snow City is just the opposite, even if you are addicted to wine, you will remember the time firmly. Why? For example, early in the morning, many businessmen wake up, and the first thing they do is habitually touch the "necromantic mask" on their faces. It's an important thing, and if you don't wear it when you sleep, you might be a necromantic creature when you get up.

There are two types of "Necromantic Masks", one is additional equipment, which lasts indefinitely, and the other is just an item, some that lasts for one day and some that lasts for three days. In addition to the special function of "defaulting to any race as a necromantic creature", the "Necromantic Mask" also represents the right of residence. If foreigners are only here for business and tourism, the Civic Center will issue masks for a corresponding period of time, and only those who have made outstanding contributions to the Dusk Empire are eligible to obtain permanent "Necromantic Masks", so in this sense, the "Necronomic Masks" are visas for the Dusk Empire, and the permanent masks are proof of the household registration of the Dusk Empire. People who do not have a permanent "necromancer mask" will not exceed the visa limit at all, and once the mask period expires, they will obediently go home without the official forced repatriation of the Empire, otherwise they will truly become a part of the Twilight Empire.

As a result, the "Necro Mask" is very sought-after, even if it is limited, and the Graytail Brotherhood, which represents the Werewolf of the Day After Tomorrow, has even organized many auctions on the black market, and none of the "Necromantic Masks" have been unsold. Permanent masks, on the other hand, have no price because each mask is registered and officially banned from circulation. As a result, the permanent "Necromantic Mask" has become a symbol of status, status, and power due to its rarity, and even the usual mercenary adventurers will not take it lightly. What makes the living unjust is that any necromantic creature can freely join the Twilight Empire, become a part of the empire, and enjoy various benefits.

At this moment, a man wearing a permanent "necromantic mask" is writing a letter in the room with a lamp, which is warm-colored. He filled a sheet of paper, then pulled out a book of poems and translated each word into numbers. When he had finished transcribing, he placed the original letter paper on the lamp and burned it, spreading patches of ashes like black butterfly wings under the lamp.

Suddenly, the door opened!

The man stood up and shouted angrily, "Didn't I say that no one is allowed to enter—"

The person who pushed the door was holding a dagger, and he had already pounced on it! Amazingly, the person wearing the "Necromantic Mask" has extraordinary skills and reactions, and he pulls out a dagger from under the drawer with his backhand, and fights the door pusher in close combat! The two of them went back and forth in the small space, the back of the chair was broken, the papers were blown up, the masked man even took time to turn the lamp, the oil dripped, and the freshly written letter was burned.

Seeing the important documents burned, the doorkeeper pulled back and spat out the lingua franca stiffly and mechanically: "Do any of you still have permanent masks?" ”

"Just look it up!" The masked man laughed, slit his throat, and immediately fell to the ground.

The person who pushed the door blew a breath of dead air, and immediately stepped forward to check the corpse after extinguishing the flames, and reached out to press the other party's major artery, and as soon as he touched his fingertips, black smoke came out, and he withdrew his hand in pain. Even if the other party died, he even took a potion with the ingredient of "holy blood", so that the corpse and soul could not be used by the necromantic creatures, and it was impossible to learn the truth from his mouth.

At this time, the wavelength of other people's souls came from outside the door: "How is it?" ”

"Suicide." The person who pushed the door used a dagger to pick open the other party's mask, then gently peeled off a layer of skin under the mask, and shook his head: "He mixed in after being disfigured, and the original owner of the mask was probably killed." Don't touch his corpse with your bare hands, it's poisonous. ”

The doorkeeper is a bone blade assassin who belongs to the Central Intelligence Agency. In order to prevent foreign spies in a targeted manner, the Espionage Agency will use the permanent "Necromantic Mask" as a target, and will send a special person to monitor the mask holder for a long time. Recently, there was intelligence that a certain mask holder was very suspicious, so he took action early this morning, but unfortunately the other party was too professional to keep his mouth alive.

The spies entered the room and began to search, and in the process, they all fully felt the high quality of the other party. The room was too "clean" for any paper medium with words to prove the identity of the other party, nor could there be any contact information, and vital information and a collection of poems as cipher texts had been burned. If this person hadn't just demonstrated his martial arts prowess and was dead here, no one would be able to associate him with the word "spy."

"This must be reported to Lord Oskol, as well as Brian and Jont."

The war of darkness has begun. Although it is not known where the enemy is, the Central Intelligence Agency has felt the pressure of pressing step by step. In any case, let the other party also see the methods of the necromantic creatures!

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"City of Waiting", a joint research center.

Looking at the new news sent by the spy agency, Brian also felt the pressure. The other party's spies are lurking in Snow City unknowingly, and they must have obtained a lot of information and posed a threat to the Dusk Empire.

When the two countries are at war, the placement of spies is an important part, but only between the same race. Because the body surface features are too distinct, it is impossible for orcs to insert their inner body into the elven tribe, and humans cannot blend in the paradise of the dead. How to plant eyeliner in the hostile camp is a difficult problem that has plagued countless spy experts.

But the wisdom of the masses is infinite, and adventurers have invented a new method of espionage, which is to "open a trumpet". Adventurers generally continue to work on their "tuba", but they also create a new character and blend directly into the hostile forces, ready to meet the inside. In the terminology of the Qiankun plane, adventurers can switch between spatial projections of different identities, lurk in rival guilds, hostile nations, hostile races (and even infiltrate otherworldly creatures if possible), and complete the mission perfectly. Because of this, the various races have another reason to despise adventurers, believing that they are treacherous and unvirtuous. But at the same time, the major forces must rely on the adventurers.

The adventurer is a double-edged sword, so instead of using the adventurer as a spy this time, the enemy has chosen to take the most conservative and difficult approach: seize the identity of a target and act in that capacity. Fortunately, the Dusk Empire has strict regulations, and even those who hold permanent "necromantic masks" must register if they want to enter the "City of Waiting" through Isengard, and they will definitely not be able to make a big wave.

However, it is better to be careful.

Thinking of this, Brian ordered the researchers not to move around at will, in case of assassination. He didn't want to see the tragedy of Wumu happen again.

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Bigbow, a certain city, an embassy.

"A white gold necklace; a ruby butterfly-shaped brooch; Green jade earrings for a pair of ......"

A beautiful Blood Elf with no jewelry on her body was sitting in front of the dresser, gritting her teeth and chanting the name of her beloved object while placing it in a jewelry box with trembling hands. She is the ambassador of the Dusk Empire to Bigbowauer and the necromantic courtesan Clavisoll, who is good at sociability and is quite famous in Bigbowauer. But at this moment, her beautiful face was distorted, as if the flesh on her body had been cut off piece by piece, and it was still a blunt knife.

She has hundreds of jewels, each of which represents the highest art and the highest money. When she filled the large jewelry box, she twisted her neck to avoid looking at it, and said with a crying voice, "Take it!" ”

The subordinates on the side were helpless: "You should let go first, as a high-level soldier, I can't grab it...... And this is the fifth time today that 'let's go', can there be a sixth? ”

"People are reluctant! ~" Clavisoll glared at him, crying, this glance was almost irresistible to him as a blood elf.

Because the Twilight Empire was detached from the state to develop its economy (recklessly investing in production) and spending ahead of its finances, Clavisoll's funding was greatly reduced. Clavisol was "very sensible", and from the day of the unsalvage of armaments, she claimed that she would sell jewelry and clothes to offset expenses, and that she would never add a burden to the country and the people. But now, she has not lost a piece of jewelry, but a lot of furniture in the embassy has disappeared, and the staff has since canceled breakfast and afternoon tea.

At this time, another subordinate entered the room and bowed to the courtesan: "There is an unknown viscount who has handed over an invitation and wants to invite you to lunch. ”

"Good! This week's funds will fall on him~" Clavisol jumped up for joy, quickly put on her jewelry (she could also subconsciously choose the best match), stepped on her high heels and left with a clatter. When she reached the door, she turned back sharply and said viciously to her subordinates, "Don't touch my jewelry box!" After her subordinates nodded, she left satisfied.

The two subordinates glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but snort.

In the past, how could Lord Clavisol take care of a mere viscount?