"They still want to build at this time? They still want to apply for the construction of new districts and old districts before the war? Are those merchants crazy? They still want money more than their lives as usual. "
Returning to his own office, Rorschach's desk was always filled with endless work correspondence and documents even though he didn't have any official position that he had to report to.
He only retained two positions, the chairman of the board and a member of the Federation's military council.
Seven years ago, being a member of the board of directors of Vila Nova Dônia was the most important position in the Aishi forces in the Ansorenne. He could basically determine the overall movements of the Aishi forces.
However, after the Halet Wasteland was successfully established, Vila Nova Dônia was upgraded from a city to a capital. This caused the status of the board of directors to drop significantly.
The mayor of the capital, the municipal committee, and above them were the bosses of the national level. When they made decisions, his position became less important.
Since the Halet Federation was a parliamentary country, the parliament was naturally the one who had the final say.
Before there were any major changes and conflicts, most of the time, the system and not the people were the ones that changed. Many of the board of directors back then became members of parliament, so their authority was reduced.
Rorschach still had a position in the board of directors, but he was just fulfilling the duties of a shareholder. This meant that the shares of the city still existed, and the distribution of benefits was still in accordance with the old system. It was more of an economic role than a political one.
The other position was Rorschach's most important job — being a member of the military council under the parliament.
The military council. Since the Federation didn't have a dedicated Ministry of Defense, the military council was the actual Ministry of Defense. They were in charge of everything related to the military.
There were only five standing committee members in the Federation's military council. Rorschach was one of the five standing committee members, and there was no way he could finish all the trivial matters he had to deal with. The Church of Game had specially assigned a group of people to deal with the daily matters … Actually, most committee members were like this. It was basically impossible for any one of them to do their job alone.
Rorschach's real job was to sit in this position, and when necessary, make the Game Church's voice … For example, start the war, start the war, start the war.
"In the face of war, they can still talk about opening up new economic zones and development zones. These people are really crazy about money."
The planar barrier was said to be a barrier, but it was actually an invisible existence.
It was more like a rule, "You're not allowed to come in," "You're not allowed to go out." His disappearance was the gradual loss of the rule, not the instantaneous disappearance of a power outage.
Over the years, as time passed, the concept of the barrier became thinner and thinner. The consumption of transmigrating also decreased. The consumption of goods brought out also decreased. Thus, a large amount of trade appeared.
"… I'm finally able to sell something. In that case, as long as I invest in it, I'll be able to reap enough rewards. Those who chase after profits will probably go crazy."
As mentioned before, Ansorenne's barrier was quite stable. People could only enter but not leave. There were two ways to enter (Descending and Stowaway), and both of them were evil ways where one's soul could enter and replenish one's body.
And if he wanted to sell them, he could only throw them into those weak spatial rifts, and then … leave it to the heavens.
Spatial rifts were weak spatial rifts that were forcefully torn apart by powerful existences. It was just like how a group of terrible archmages would tear apart each other and fight over teleportation spells. It was already good enough to know the approximate location of the teleportation. The teleportation safety was basically zero. It was possible for the supply boxes to have a breakthrough rate of anywhere from 2% to 30% (this mainly depended on how stable the dimensional rifts were and the results of the fight over them).
In the outer realms, there were the fleets of the Aishi People, as well as strange dimensional magical creatures and the frontline armies of Evil Gods. There were also mercenaries in the outer realms who only cared about profits. They would all fight over these precious supply boxes, which were "ownerless" properties.
If a new God's church like Ansorenne wished to deliver boxes filled with precious magical ores and herbs to the Aishi headquarters, they would first have to be lucky enough not to be torn to shreds by a spatial rift, fall into a black hole in the universe, be pulled by gravity, or be teleported to some unknown location. Finally, even if the Aishi People were lucky enough to reclaim the boxes, they would still have to give more than 60% of the resources to the acquiring country's fleet.
This obviously wasn't worth it at all. There was less than a 1% chance that the original owner of the goods would obtain them. Considering that every attempt would require a huge investment of real money, even the craziest gambler wouldn't place a bet here.
All this time, this was the only way for goods to be delivered. That was because there were some items that couldn't be found anywhere else.
Monopolization and rarity were more than enough to justify the cost.
But now, there was a safe way for goods to be delivered. Originally, the delivery rate of goods was less than 1%, but now it was between 50% and 80%. All that was required was to pay an expensive "toll."
Perhaps in terms of material and energy consumption, this was still a losing trade. However, many specialty products would be sold for ten times or even a hundred times the price elsewhere. If there was an urgent need or a monopoly, it would be possible to sell them for a thousand times the price.
Even if the price of the rare items was depreciating due to the sudden increase in supply, this was still a profitable trade. At the very least, before the price became so low that it couldn't even cover the cost of shipping, this was an opportunity for free money.
Some Ansorenne Dimensional Stowaways used this opportunity to bring their wealth to a Dimensional Teleportation Point. They borrowed the power of a Dimensional Teleportation Point and returned to the Aishi Dimensional Stowaways. And then … they probably wouldn't be able to spend all the money they had earned over the past ten years.
Merchants lived for profits and died for profits. Warriors lived for power and died for glory. The overly peaceful Aishi Dimensional Stowaways were dragged into this huge whirlpool.
The enormous profits made people go crazy. The Aishi Dimensional Stowaways had been the Ansorenne craze for seven or eight years now. The stories of a few gold diggers getting rich overnight became known to everyone through the media.
Back then, Rorschach's prediction was completely wrong. He had thought that "everyone would fly away in the face of disaster." However, he didn't expect that the amount of money invested every year would multiply, and the gold diggers would become more and more popular.
And now, the streets of Vila Nova Dônia weren't filled with Aishi People anymore. Aishi People and residents of other regions came and went in pursuit of Thunderstrike Stones and Titan's treasures in the wastelands. There were countless of them.
"The threat of war? It's hard to say whether or not it'll come. Even if there's a war, it won't affect my ability to make money. I might even be able to make some money from the war. "
With enough profits, merchants were willing to buy and sell ropes to hang themselves, not to mention taking some risks. Many people thought that even if there was a war, first of all, it wouldn't have anything to do with them. Second of all, it would be too late for them to escape if they really got into trouble.
And now, Rorschach's table was filled with requests from merchants.
While the military council was doing everything possible to strengthen the city's walls, purchase defensive equipment, and increase the city's security level, these merchants were requesting that the old city walls be blown up so that they could create a new city district for real estate.
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