The third year of the Dark Portal was a relatively peaceful year for the Alliance.
Duque continued to teach Jaina viciously. No, he taught her with all his heart.
He used a completely different teaching method from the Dalajan mages. In terms of personality building, Duque would bring Jaina to the Tirisfal Forest to wipe out the Orcs, or to the Swamp of Sorrows to clean up the Orcs and various swamp creatures there.
Under Duque's torment, the once beautiful princess would often leave the house clean in the morning and come back at night looking like a girl made of mud.
Kul Tiras's chief maids and female officers had sent letters of complaint to their countries at first, but they soon realized that even after they had been confirmed and presented to King Daelin, they were still like rocks in the ocean. They also realized that their king had tacitly agreed to all of this.
In the field of magic, Duque's teaching method was more like a free-range one.
After the system scan, Duque told Jaina that she could learn any type of book in any region. If she couldn't find a book, she could ask a ghost. Oh, ask Khadgar.
The bored Khadgar would read magic books every day because he had nothing to do, so he was more proficient than Duque.
Of course, Duque always had a way to show off his existence and value.
Every time Jaina cultivated a new spell, Duque would always be able to "see" where Jaina's problem was at a glance, as well as the Metamagic Abilities on how to cultivate that spell.
After a while, no matter how unconvinced Jaina was, she had to admit that this teacher, who was only four years older than her, was indeed qualified to teach her.
It was now May of the third year of the Dark Portal. It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and the cement road that traversed the entire Elven Forest from east to west was basically completed. With Duque providing the technology and the dwarves doing the work, the railway project that employed a large number of Stormwind workers had officially begun.
At the same time, the equally grand reconstruction of Stormwind City was underway.
Clayon had once doubted whether it was reliable for a country as weak as Storm Kingdom to carry out two projects that cost a lot of money and resources at the same time.
In terms of money alone, it had cost more than ten million gold coins. No one could calculate the amount of money needed for the various small projects.
Duque replied, "If someone else were to do it, it would be suicide. However, I'm a once-in-a-thousand-year internal affairs genius in Azeroth, so leave it to me."
Duque's words were very arrogant, and the ministers were not convinced at first.
It had to be said that it was too easy for a university student who knew a little about the market economy to transmigrate to this medieval world.
Blindly giving out alms such as disaster relief food and clothing did prevent the worst situation of people starving to death in the beginning.
But if he did it too often and for too long, it would produce another result — it was easy to raise lazy people.
It wasn't that there weren't any holy people in the world. It was precisely because there were too many mediocre people that people yearned to be saints. On the other hand, if all the people in the world were to live like ascetics, 99% of them would not want it.
Duque's approach was to use work as a form of relief.
The first step was to make an announcement and directly tell the people that the country had just been destroyed and that the country had no money. In order to let everyone tide over the difficulties and not starve to death, the country had handed over all its savings. A lot of money and supplies were borrowed. It wasn't a simple announcement, but the mayor, village chief, and civil officials everywhere rushed to the people to publicize it almost every day.
The second step was to implement the IOU system.
The kingdom didn't have that many gold coins in circulation. Fine! IOU!
Duque used three days to set up a complete IOU system.
Those who took the country's disaster relief food in the winter would write an IOU based on the quantity and quality.
Those who took cotton-padded clothes would also owe.
Those who obtained a new house would owe even more.
This was all owed to the kingdom.
Then spring came, and it was time to start paying off the debt. When the farming was over, they would have to work for the country according to their own abilities.
How much would it cost to build the railway in a day?
How much would it cost to join the patrol team?
After a while, the people discovered, hey! Working for the country to pay off the debt, in the end, they could still get a few more IOU every day, which could be used to exchange for necessary food and daily necessities.
The IOU that Duque made couldn't be counterfeited because it was a magic item made by the magic apprentices he recruited. The cost of making the IOU itself far exceeded the value of the IOU itself.
As a result, a complete internal circular economic system controlled by the planned economy was formed. It started operating in March for two months. When Laing cautiously came to Duque to ask how much the country owed, Duque directly gave him a deficit of zero. Oh, no, it was a lot of surplus. Laing and the ministers of the interior were dumbfounded.
Laing was already mentally prepared to sell the land and the state's assets so that the people could live a good life. Anyway, most of the nobles had been wiped out before, and their fiefs had fallen back into the hands of the Wrynn family. It was still possible to live by selling the land.
Now, Duque actually told him that not only did he not suffer a loss, but he also made a huge profit.
Laing didn't understand.
The ministers of the interior didn't understand either.
Duque shook his head as he explained.
"Let me tell you! IOU is actually gold coins. It's just that I took advantage of everyone's gratitude and secretly lowered their wages. Then I created a market environment where gold coins can't buy things, but IOU can. This caused everyone to unknowingly do a lot more work for the kingdom.
"Now, we don't need to spend money to feed the people, and we don't need to spend money to rebuild. But we still receive the gold coins from the countries of the Alliance! That's the money for building the Watchtower. However, a very important part of the initial investment was to build this railway across the Elven Forest. I used this to invigorate the market economy of Stormwind.
"In addition, because of the smooth transportation, the specialties of the various regions of Stormwind have also begun to be collected by the kingdom. The kingdom will sell them directly to the maritime merchants of Kul 'Tiras and convert them into foreign exchange. So in the latest March and April, the kingdom has a monthly surplus of about 1.2 million gold coins. "
After Duque finished calculating the accounts, Laing and the ministers of the interior were all on their knees. Unfortunately, due to cultural differences, otherwise they would all write the word "convinced" to Duque.
Duque smiled and looked into the southeast. His gaze seemed to pass through space and fell on the Door of Darkness thousands of miles away.
"Sorry, tribe. Our Alliance has revived ahead of schedule. What about your tribe? "
The tribe on the other side of the Door of Darkness …
Very bad!
At the end of last year, when Kilrogg Deadeye's Blood Ring Clan and Kargath Bladefist's Shatterhand Clan returned to Draenor, they faced a world that was completely out of control.
The tribe that had lost its chief once again returned to the chaotic state of the clans.
Almost for the entire winter, the clans were fighting each other.
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