It seemed like there was a problem with the city's lighting system. On that particular day in Vila Nova Dônia, dawn came half an hour later than usual.
The crowd outside the financial street was getting denser and denser.
The anxious crowd whispered among themselves, but every half a minute, they would look at their watches and the tall clock tower. This was the most direct manifestation of their anxiety.
"Time seems to be passing a little slow …"
"Stop talking, I'd rather it be slower. What if the door doesn't open when it's time?"
Rumors and slanders were unstoppable. As the time approached eight o 'clock, the anxiety spread even more.
Soon, the worst happened.
The time was up, but the door still didn't open.
The pedestrians were confused and frightened. As if they were pushed by someone, the crowd surged toward the door.
"Open the door!"
The banging on the door and the noisy crowd brought about chaos.
It seemed like the situation was about to get out of control …
"What's all the fuss about?! The door is stuck. Wait, the door will open in 10 minutes at the latest! "
An even louder roar came from behind the door, but it was as loud as thunder.
"Is that General Julian?!"
"Yes, that's his voice. I've heard his report."
The situation was under control in an instant. After all, the old general was the highest military commander in the area (still in office), which was equivalent to the Minister of National Defense. Coupled with the repeated propaganda of his military achievements, if he couldn't control the situation, it would be over.
Thus, the long torment continued. The people could only wait patiently.
Was 10 minutes a short time? In the history of the future, these 10 minutes would be recorded as the longest 10 minutes.
Before the clock tower really pointed to 8: 10, the crowd subconsciously wriggled. They subconsciously moved closer to the gate, like runners waiting for the starting gun to find a good starting position for themselves.
But after 10 minutes, the door still didn't open. The crowd started to get anxious again. Someone started banging on the door.
"Kaboom!"
At that moment, the door exploded.
Yes, it exploded.
With a loud bang, the thick door split in the middle.
Behind the door was the old general's figure. He stood there with his cane in hand, giving off an inexplicable sense of security.
The broken corner of the door was indeed a bunch of twisted gears. It seemed that the door was really stuck. Since the door couldn't be opened, the hot-tempered old general simply smashed the door.
However, no one was in the mood to watch the door. They immediately rushed to the counter and were surprised to find that …
"The stock price actually rose!"
"What happened in the past ten minutes?!"
Yes, something incredible happened. On the indicator board of the trading hall of Building No. 8, the stocks of Griffin Griffin and Oak Son were actually rising!
However, this situation only caused a moment of confusion and bewilderment. Some people even began to chant the names of their ancestors on the spot to release curses on themselves. They suspected that they were under some kind of witchcraft or sorcery.
After a brief moment of hesitation, they still didn't stop. They directly rushed to the counter and began to sell the stocks of the two companies.
After all, most of the stocks here had strange names. Only these two stocks were very familiar and could be traded here. Everyone was here for this purpose.
The trading hall of Building No. 7 also opened its door. The news from there also spread, but the situation was different from here. The stock price was still plummeting … No, other than these two, the stock price there was also strangely rising.
Not only did it rise, it had already exceeded 10%. It had only been ten minutes since the start. Even in the most prosperous period of the past, it was still unbelievable.
All the counters were overloaded, but the number of transactions they could handle was still limited. Especially since the ones at the front of the line were individual investors. Their transactions weren't large, but the procedures were very complicated. They were also constantly asking questions, which made the efficiency even lower.
"Why did it rise?"
"Why is it still rising?"
"Is there any insider news?"
Everyone was very surprised. A lady with a child finally got to the front of the line. Looking at the rising number, she hesitated for a moment and chose to give up.
After all, this number was exchanged with real money. It was the remuneration and living funds that many people had earned after working hard for so many years.
If there was a chance to salvage the situation, even if it was only a thread of hope, it would be difficult for them to give it up. Not to mention, as time passed, these two stocks miraculously rose, and the money they lost was recovered.
"There's news from next door. All the other stocks are still falling, but these two stocks are rising!"
"Is that true? Is there any news? "
"Did you hear? Someone saved the market. The Mage Country's people are here. They've decided to support Vila Nova Dônia. "
"Then what about the other church stocks? Why isn't there any news? "
"Ha, the other companies? The other companies' stocks can only be considered as their own bonds. They don't have the qualifications to be listed in other regions. These two companies have already been listed in other regions. No, more accurately speaking, they should be listed in the Aishi World. They have a share in all the Ansorenne stock markets. "
"So, there's news from Aishi? Their feedback is faster than ours? "
Everyone was asking questions. All sorts of rumors were flying around, but nobody could give an answer.
It was just that unlike yesterday's frowning counter staff, today, from the security guards to the staff outside, they all had smiles on their faces. It seemed like there really was some good news.
Suddenly, someone shouted from outside the door.
"The mega empire, the Mage Country, has decided to invest in this city! The four major families aren't leaving. This is great news! The other stocks are rising as well! "
In an instant, the entire trading hall was in an uproar.
If Griffin and the others weren't leaving, and they had a new powerful backer, Vila Nova Dônia's situation would improve. The Aishi World's news would be faster, so they would naturally receive feedback.
Meanwhile, the seventh trading hall was in an even greater uproar.
The shareholders put down the stocks in their hands. They were shocked to discover that apart from these two stocks, a third stock was also rising.
"The Game Church's stocks are rising as well?"
"Ha, they didn't fall much yesterday. I heard that they're going to take over the board of directors. The situation looks good."
Soon, more and more stocks turned from green to red. A miracle had happened?
The entire trading hall, financial street … no, the entire city was in an uproar.
"A miracle has happened. We're saved!"
"Thank you, Mount Sainte! Thank you, Vila Nova Dônia! We've got our money back! "
Only the old general and archbishop at the back of the hall had bitter expressions. They felt like they were about to go to hell.
Behind them, Rorschach really used a special mask to gag their mouths. Now, if they said anything wrong, they would really lose their lives.
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