Chapter 134： Game of Interests and Internet Alternatives [2 in 1]

Willis in the morning is as lively as ever.

Among them, the busiest, busiest and most pyrotechnic is undoubtedly in front of the giant dragon factory.

The genius was overwhelming, and the spacious factory door was full of voices.

On both sides of the road, the tricycle, the favorite of civilians, was parked almost exclusively.

Most of these are small vendors selling breakfast.

There are also many types of sales, such as soup, porridge, bread, pancakes, cold dishes, and even more directly set up a small stove to sell all kinds of hot food on the spot.

In front of each booth, there were more or less workers standing.

Or employees who work overtime all night and look tired;

Or an energetic worker ready to go to work.

There is obviously something wrong in front of the giant dragon factory today.

It should be said that the workers were too excited, and they were all talking and talking while waiting for the food.

"Have you heard? After opening a copy, someone made 110,000 gold coins overnight! I'm a gold coin!"

"Huh? One hundred thousand gold coins?"

As soon as the queuing workers opened their mouths, the veteran mercenary Temple who was in the pancakes, his ears became sharp.

After being injured and no longer able to carry a sword and shield, he switched to a small business-selling pancakes.

Relying on the help of previous brothers, he reluctantly pulled a big family.

It wasn't until the Dragon Factory opened in Willis that his family's living standards gradually improved.

Selling it for one day in front of the giant dragon factory is better than selling it for ten days before!

This is not an exaggeration!

In the past, even if this was the wealthiest capital of Kvelver, most of the people at the bottom had two meals a day.

Or, if you are hungry, you will beg for food, and if you are full, you will give up the rest.

So his business is naturally very bleak.

It can only be said that it barely maintains the basic needs of the family.

It's all right now. After Master Ajaf opened the Dragon Factory, people came and went in front of the door.

The Dragon Factory is notoriously high salaries.

When workers have money in their pockets, they are naturally willing to spend it.

No, he bought a three-wheeled bicycle.

Either he is eager to enjoy, or he wants to ride faster so that he can easily seize a good position.

"Only one hundred thousand gold coins, I am envious of the dead man, this kid is completely blind cat and dead mouse, unexpectedly let him crash into the dwarf mithril smelter, and pack a lot of mithril on the spot. Earn one hundred thousand in a frantic tone!"

"Dwarf? Smelter? What's the matter?"

"Don't you know? The Dwarf King stole the production line of the Internet God, which seems to belong to our Dragon Factory. He also humiliated the great Internet God. The Internet God directly declared war on the Dwarf!"

"When did it happen? Why don't I know?"

"It was the sudden declaration of war last night. You didn't see it, my god, the legendary floating city, the boss, bigger than Willis, floating in the air, and directly killing Kaiser Dumu. It's awe-inspiring! The dwarves are so scared that they dare not show up."

The worker who said this flushed with excitement.

"It's a bluff on the Internet again, right? That's a floating airship! It is an artifact created by the **** of the Internet, much more powerful than a floating city!"

There was a face of disdain next to him.

"Whether he is a floating city, or a floating airship, it's awesome anyway!"

"Yes, a single light can drag people from the ground to the top!"

"Hey, brother, what's the matter with the one hundred thousand gold coins?"

"Oh, this will not be clear for a while, you can watch it online!"

"I...I am illiterate?"

"To put it simply, you can go to the dwarf world Kesar Dumu! The dwarf king stole the production line of the Internet God, good guy, the great Internet God directly pays a tooth for a tooth, let us also grab the wealth of the dwarf , The robbed wealth can be exchanged into the Internet Bank and cashed out."

"What? Can you withdraw it?"

Workers who did not know about the night shift were completely boiled.

At this time, Temple, who was holding an iron pan and selling pancakes, listened for a long time with his ears, and finally understood what was going on, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

"I'm not envious of this, everybody. When I was a mercenary before, I heard that someone found a dragon abandoned lair and made millions of gold coins overnight! Besides, dwarves are so good to fight. All turtles are underground!"

Temple couldn't help but interject.

He has heard more stories about getting rich overnight.

In other words, these stories are also the original motivation that inspired him to step into the mercenary business.

But dreams are beautiful, and reality is cruel.

In reality, how can there be so many cases of getting rich?

Even if there is one or two people, don't expect this kind of thing to happen to yourself.

So although he occasionally landed on leisurely basis, it was limited to this.

With the thought of thinking about the orcs, it is better to put it on the dough and try to sell a few more pancakes to make it stable and visible.

"Yeah! The president of our trade union pulled a lot of brothers last night. They were screaming and bluffing. He was busy all night and worked in a dwarf cave, only to earn more than a thousand gold coins! An average of one point, to us. In my hand, only 53 pieces of silver. Tell me, is it true that people are more popular than others?"

"Huh? 53 silver? Brother, yes, last night I was busy for a long time before grabbing a handful of Demon Breaker's Blade. I scored a point in the team and only got 9 silver when I got it. This old man also got one. Magic puppet."

"Fuck, you guys are too good? I just made 2 silver."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

As soon as this topic opened up, the factory door became more and more heated, and countless people shared the harvest last night.

Unfortunately, I was completely lost in Kaiser Dumu, I don't know where I went, and I didn't earn a copper;

It was amazing, and even earned nearly a gold coin.

Of course, it is more of a few silvers and dozens of coppers.

At a glance, most of them are somewhat profitable.

Many people even bluntly said:

"The dwarves are really rich! Any small soldier wears armor and holds weapons, as well as magic props. Orcs who wear leaves and bits are too rich. Don't talk about looking for a smelter. They can kill a dwarf. No loss."

Pancake master Temple listened to the discussion, and then looked at the copper that he had just received from the pancake seller, and suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

Thinking about it: why don't you find time and try your luck?

Although Lao Tzu is old, he is still capable of manipulating magic puppets, he can't beat the dwarves?

When the pancake chef Temple was about to move, the aunt Fanny, who was selling noodles next to her, seemed much calmer.

She turned a deaf ear to the discussion outside.

Focus on the task at hand.

She put the wooden bowls neatly on the table, filled them with a colander, rolled the noodles one by one, then picked up the boiled offal, spread the noodles one by one, and sprinkled the spices.

These spices are the secret to her best-selling noodles.

No one knows, these are all nurtured.

She also happened to know these magical plants from her neighbor Puth’s mother.

So I took some from Puth's mother and planted it in the yard. Later, I suddenly wanted to use it in the offal, but the effect was surprisingly good.

You must know that the offal as an animal organ was the food that was eaten by the lowest rank civilians in the Kver Empire.

This is also the cheapest meat food that civilians can eat.

There is no other reason. The animal offal is too strong, and it is a **** organ. With a bit of brain, you can guess that this is not a good thing.

Only civilians who can't eat meat all the year round will patronize it.

So after Fanny used spices to get rid of the fishy smell of offal, her noodle business suddenly got better.

Although it is a bit more expensive, it is still in short supply.

The smell of the meat is too attractive.

No, now her stall is full of people, and she is too busy to even look up.

After sprinkling the last bowl of noodles with spices, she breathed a sigh of relief.

When she was about to collect money while selling, she was usually struggling to reach out, but the oil-filled palm did not appear.

She raised her head in surprise, only to find the buzzing discussion in her ears, and she didn't know when it disappeared.

I saw a young man riding a bicycle and wearing a swordsman uniform. He stopped in front of the stall and said with a smile on his face: "Auntie, how much is a bowl?"

Fanny's pupils suddenly dilated.

Because the man in front of him is dressed in costumes, he is obviously not a low-level civilian, let alone a mercenary.

He is... noble!

"Nine coins and a bowl..." Fanny subconsciously finished speaking, and suddenly reacted, and quickly waved her hand: "No money, no money...Master, these are noodles. If you like it, you can take it whatever you want."

"This wooden bowl costs almost ten dollars, right? I took the bowl with me!"

As the young man said, he stretched out his hand and pressed a bowl of miscellaneous noodles, and the bowl of noodles disappeared instantly.

Immediately, a stack of at least twenty copper coins was lightly stacked on the original position of the miscellaneous surface.

After putting down the money, the young man rode his bicycle and walked away leisurely.

Fanny was startled.

It wasn't until the young people walked away that they gradually became active in front of the factory.

Fanny's booth was suddenly overwhelmed.

"Oh, that's... Lord Ajaf, right?"

"It's Master Ajaf, I have seen him in the factory!"

"Oh, it's really Master Ajaf!"

"Master Ajaf still eat noodles?"

"Hey, auntie, bring me a bowl of noodles!"

"I have a copy too."

Countless workers squeezed over, wanting to taste the miscellaneous noodles that appealed to Master Ajaf. What is the taste?

Yu Shengan obviously didn't know, his purchase of noodles made a street vendor of noodles popular.

He was just attracted by the food similar to his hometown.

At this time, he is going to attend a meeting.

This is the meeting he convened, and it is also the meeting he responded to to the top of Kerviel.

Justin's deeds of getting rich overnight not only stimulated countless players, but also stimulated the Kevier elite.

Early this morning, Dundan sent a message, expressing vaguely that he wanted to intervene in the war of Kesardum.

Obviously, the mode of war started by Yu Shengan made the Kerviel executives jealous.

Yu Shengan held a meeting immediately.

The reason why he didn't send it directly, but rather Yuzai Yuzai rode a bicycle, the reason is very simple, he wanted to cool down the high level of Kewell.

Along the way, Yu Shengan swaggered through the city.

However, it did not cause a sensation.

The reason is simple, COS has too many young people.

The streets are full of young people wearing white swordsman uniforms and riding bicycles.

Although he has the iconic black hair, it is still obscure in the crowd.

Even if someone recognizes him, they are mostly taken aback. When he comes back to his senses, he has already rode far away.

Yu Shengan, who hadn't been shopping for a long time, found that Willis was getting hotter, and mercenaries escorting goods were everywhere on the street.

Obviously, industrialization has activated the vitality of this city.

Yu Shengan looked at the busy figures of the mercenaries, and a little thought flashed in his eyes.

Transportation capacity has seriously dragged down the cost of Kerviel's industry!

It seems that you have to save some source quality to deduct the teleportation array, which is really impossible. The whole green leather train is also excellent.

This man pulls a horse, and the industrial cost is too high.

While thinking, Yu Shengan wandered into the Felix Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and finally stopped his bicycle in front of the circular magic tower.

By the time he arrived in the Forbidden Demons Conference Room, the three Dharma Gods in the conference room had been waiting for a long time.

"The three have been waiting for a long time."

"I have seen Master Ajaf!"

Although the three Dharma gods waited for a long time, they didn't dare to show their dissatisfaction, and quickly stood up, stroking their **** and saluting.

Yu Shengan nodded, and sat casually on a high-back chair. Amidst the dumbfoundedness of the three Dharma gods, he took out the noodles he had just bought from the space ring and placed it on the table.

"I saw it at the entrance of the factory. It smells good. Would you like to eat the three?"

Yu Shengan subconsciously pretended to be polite.

How to eat just a bowl of noodles?

Could it be that there is still in the space ring?

The question is, this is offal?

This kind of cheap food, not to mention the gods, the down-and-out nobles would not easily touch it, okay?

The three Dharma gods shook their heads quickly and looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of doubt and thought in each other's eyes.

What is the meaning of the Internet God's move?

This is to guess their thoughts and tell them, even if it is the profit of the water, don't even want to take it out of his hand?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the three Dharma gods flickered.

"These two days have been very busy, just say something!"

Yu Shengan said as he tasted the noodles.

Don't tell me, the taste is really good.

This is obviously cooked with seasonings, and there is no fishy smell, not to mention the toughness of the offal. It is chewed, not tough, and full of taste.

"I waited mainly for the case of Caesar Dum. I did not expect that the Dwarf King Court would do such a despicable and shameless thing. This simply does not put Kvell in his eyes. The Kvell Empire is willing to do what you can do. labor!"

Deng Daner solemnly said.

"Really, how are you going to do what you can do?"

Yu Shengan asked as he swallowed the noodles.

"Although I don't know the strategic plan of Master Ajaf, from the current point of view, it has firmly pinched the dwarf's lifeline! However, when the dwarf recovers, it will definitely intercept the magic puppet on the surface."

"So I am waiting to purchase a floating airship, build a magic tower on it, and send magicians to suppress the dwarves who appear on the ground at any time!"

Deng Daner said solemnly.

This is the weak link in the strategy of the God of the Internet after a night of research by the top executives of Kervell, and it is also a link that they can intervene.

"can!"

Yu Shengan nodded.

The three of Deng Daner were overjoyed.

I don't want to, Yu Sheng settled down a sentence, solidifying the surprise that they hadn't revealed yet.

"However, the Magician of Kervell must not pass by himself."

"Master Ajaf, we have seen the airship you invented. As long as you build a magic tower on it, the safety is extremely high. There is no need to worry about the personal safety of the magician, and if you only use magic puppets, no matter how advanced magic puppets are. , It is also difficult to use the full power of the magician, which is not conducive to the execution of the strategy."

Zimore quickly explained.

"Then you can become official hamsters, right?"

The words of Yu Shengan stunned the three Dharma gods.

Without waiting for them to understand the meaning of the official hamster, Yu Sheng laid down his chopsticks and leaned on the high-backed chair, and his voice became cold.

"Floating airships, dwarf wealth, you have to follow my rules if you want these, don't play tricks with me, do you understand?"

Why did he reject the proposal of the three Dharma gods?

This is due to interest;

It is also a centralized method.

Think about it, if he opens the magician's body to enter the Kaiser Dumu, will these magicians secretly open the mouse barn and secretly transfer the stolen wealth back to Keville?

Sure, this is a must.

Because he drew taxes for the rest of his life!

The tax rate is the use of an over-progressive tax rate!

In other words, the more wealth exchanged, the harder the tax collection.

Minimum 3%, maximum 40%!

Yu Shengan doesn't care about the money, but he cares about the cost of war and the control of the fourth natural disaster.

He is a platform, and the people below bypass his platform and engage in small vertical circles. Then, doesn't his Internet become a "philanthropist"?

As soon as this hole was opened, human wisdom and some methods were used to exploit loopholes.

When the time comes, those who help them bypass the rules will become "big good people."

He, the rule maker, who spends money to build a platform to lead everyone to make a fortune, will become the "big villain."

This is human nature.

In fact, Yu Sheng'an is a "transit station" similar to the express delivery industry.

The transfer station has many benefits, but the fundamental purpose of the transfer station design is to control the grassroots franchisees!

When all the goods have to walk around the transfer station before they can be sent out, you have to pinch your nose to recognize if your franchisee is far away from the emperor!

The same is true for Yu Sheng's fourth natural disaster.

Whether you have a glimpse of the minerals on the Plane of Dover, or the wealth of the dwarves of Kaisardum.

Okay, go to my platform, you should pay taxes and pay taxes. It's your job to make more money.

But if you try to bypass my rules, sorry, I can let the airship fly to the head of Willis.

After all, the Kevir Empire was not defeated by Yu Shengan by force.

His control has been weak.

Basically through the three law gods, indirectly control the Kevir Empire.

If the two sides broke up, even if he killed three magic gods, it would be difficult for Kerviel to form a rope again for a while.

Reality is not a game after all.

If he really did this, what would the following noble magicians think?

Someone will surrender;

But it was more frightened and ran away in a hurry.

To put it bluntly, this is a power game.

Achieving goals with minimal cost is what a good conspirator does.

At this time, facing Yu Shengan's decisive refusal, the faces of the three Dharma gods suddenly changed.

They opened their mouths subconsciously, trying to argue, but in the end they didn't say anything, and a trace of fear flashed in the depths of their eyes.

They were in a daze, as if seeing the Internet as if it had really turned into a big net, covering all of them, the more they struggled, the tighter they were.

No wonder it is clearly the power of "interconnection", but it is suffixed with the name "net".

It turns out that this is the real meaning of the Internet.

...

When the Deng Daner three gods finally realized the abnormality of the Internet, the five righteous gods became even more frightened.

"Alternatives must be researched as soon as possible, otherwise, sooner or later our mission region will be captured by the **** of the Internet!"

"The power of Pluto seems to be able to do this."