Volume 1: The Rise of Elanhill Chapter 0019 A Flag
Des let out a long sigh and smiled again. "Since these weapons are useful, my investment is worth it."
He stood up, walked in front of Chris, put his hand on Chris's shoulder, and said solemnly: "There are countless contradictions in this world, and wealth and poverty are only a tiny part of them."
Retracting his hand and pinching a small distance between his thumb and index finger, Des continued, "So, no matter how rich I am, in the eyes of the wizard, I am just an ant."
"The oppression and bullying of mortal nations by the Magic Empire is the cruelest and most intolerable thing in this world!" When Des mentioned this, even his handsome face became distorted: "We are not human! We are just livestock raised by them. Do you understand this feeling?"
"We were born on an ordinary land, so we can only bear the fate of ordinary people." Des stared at Chris and said word by word through gritted teeth: "But I don't accept it! I am Des! Longtate Des! I want to change the fate of ordinary people!"
"You gave me hope! The hope that a mortal can defeat a dragon and kill those magicians! Chris!" Des clenched his fists and questioned, "What about you? Are you willing to be a dog for those magicians who call themselves gods for the rest of your life?"
"I never thought of being a dog, Des." Chris shook his head and said, "All I know is that there is no problem in this world that can't be solved by a cannonball... If there is, then fire two cannonballs!"
"Hahahaha." Des looked at Chris and laughed. The more he laughed, the more unscrupulous he became. "Hahahaha! Well said! We don't want to be slaves and running dogs! We want to be upright people!"
"That's why I funded you! Because when I first saw you, I knew you were the same as me!" Des said with a smile, "When you asked me, 'How many times can I make by investing in a country's monarch?', I knew you and I were the same kind of people!"
He stopped smiling and looked at Chris seriously: "So, what about now? I am not investing in a monarch, but in overthrowing everything in this world. Are you still willing... or do you dare to take my investment?"
Chris still didn't answer Des immediately. He just tapped the hilt of his sword, a little habit he had when he was thinking.
As a time traveler who wanted to change the world with industrial civilization, and as an alien in this world, Chris naturally wanted to make a difference. If he just wanted to live a mediocre and wealthy life, he would not have to go to such great lengths to manufacture the cannon.
No matter from which perspective, there is no doubt that he wants to challenge the world deep down, so he is very interested in what Des said.
Indeed, he needed a reason, or a banner, to unite all the forces he could. It was impossible to dominate the world by one person, and he was not one of the top strong men in the novels, so of course he did not have the power to challenge the order.
The power of mortals...Challenging the magic empire...This is really a frightening slogan...Chris kept weighing it in his mind, calculating the pros and cons.
Des didn't push Chris to make a decision. In his opinion, the more cautious the other party was, the better it was. He wanted to work with a cautious and capable leader, not an impulsive lunatic.
Once this flag is raised, mortals all over the world will be eager for Ailan Hill to rise, and if he fails, the magicians of the Magic Empire will not give him any chance to make a comeback. He will be burned to death on the flagpole by the dragon's breath, and become a black history that no one dares to mention.
However, even if he did not cooperate with Des, he would one day become an outlier in the eyes of those magicians: modern technological civilization will one day become a strong enemy of magic, this is an inevitable result.
Science and technology have endowed humans with the ability to control the wind, transmit sound over thousands of miles, transmit patterns of influence, and travel 80,000 miles a day while sitting on the ground - and these conveniences were once the privileges of magicians.
Similarly, terrible science and technology can destroy the world and destroy a city in an instant, and all of this was something that only magicians could do in the past!
Under Chris's promotion, mortals will master countless means comparable to magic, and even more powerful than magic in some aspects. At that time, will mortals still willingly accept the slavery of magicians? Will magicians sit back and watch the rise of mortals?
Therefore, the facts are before us. Even if Chris does not cause trouble for the Magic Empire, he will eventually be irreconcilable with the Magician Group... This is a deadlock that must be faced sooner or later, a contradiction that cannot be compromised.
Thinking of this, Chris felt that he had no choice: on the one hand, he had to face the pressure from the Magic Empire no matter what; on the other hand, he really needed Des's financial support. So he could only cooperate with Des and take over the flag that represented the rise of mortals.
"Elanhill needs a flag...Mortals should also control their own destiny! We will never be slaves!" After thinking deeply for a while finally stopped his fingers on the hilt and said to Des solemnly: "Elanhill, from now on, is the hope of all mortals!"
"It's a pleasure to work with you!" Des's smile widened as he bowed slightly and said, "Then I, Longtate Des, will be your most loyal follower! Your Majesty, Ailanhill Chris!"
Chris touched his nose and smiled shyly, then said awkwardly, "I'm still a little uncomfortable with people calling me Your Majesty...Also, did you really bring all the money of your family?"
"How is that possible..." Des glanced at Chris, looking rather disdainful at his financial knowledge. "The 1.9 billion I'm talking about is the entire Longtite family's entire fortune over hundreds of years, including real estate and businesses all over the world, countless caravans, and secret recipes, all worth their entire fortune!"
"Oh..." Chris thought Des was talking about such a large sum of cash, so he was a little disappointed after hearing Des' words.
Seeing the other person's expression, Des suppressed his anger towards the ignorant person and explained, "Do you think I'm a god? Even an empire can't come up with so many gold coins at once! All I can raise now is only over a million gold coins."
In fact, Chris doesn't know how expensive food and firewood are until he runs a household. The fact that Des was able to raise more than 1 million gold coins in just over a month is the best proof of the Longtate family's profound foundation.
"It cost 250,000 to bribe Prime Minister Alante and buy you the position of Grand Duke, and some money needs to be kept for paying taxes next year... You now have about 600,000 gold coins to spend." Des decided not to argue with the bumpkin and directly gave Chris a rough figure.
Hearing this number, Chris suddenly felt like he had become a rich man. He immediately smiled and said, "Great! With this money, we can immediately purchase supplies and industrialize at a faster pace!"
This is like a construction game player who uses cheats . These cheating players have countless money when building a city, so they can ignore various business rules and directly build the required buildings.
Chris, who received the funds from Desair, was just like such a player. He could purchase the necessary raw materials and build the industrial foundation of Seris City as quickly as possible.
Thinking that his wallet would shrink at an unprecedented speed, Des, who had already spent all his wealth, felt helpless. He held his forehead and agreed, "What do you want to buy... make a list. I brought some caravans with me and can help you buy it!"
With these caravans, Chris can get rid of some of the woodworking products and textiles piled up in the warehouse, which can also alleviate his production pressure to some extent.
"The second thing..." Chris returned to his seat and said to Des while looking at the shopping list, "Well... first... pay the workers the wages I owe..."
"I..." Des suddenly felt that he might have made a mistake. The guy in front of him was definitely not some hero who had been reborn, but an unreliable bastard. He hesitated and finally gave up the struggle: "I'll go right away!"
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Just when Des felt that he had blown up a nursing home in his previous life and met Chris as retribution in this life, in another room, old man Gurlo was staring at a pile of data with his eyes wide open.
This was the first time he had seen such horrific production capacity. A city's reserve materials were consumed completely within a month.
Except for the steel and wood that are abundant in Seris, the rest of the raw materials have basically been sold out. These seemingly unrelated things have been organized together to become one strange product after another: mechanical equipment!
The production in Seris City is basically completed with the support of these equipments, and the production speed is extremely fast. It can be predicted that as long as there are enough raw materials, Seris can produce materials continuously and flood the entire continent.
Gullo has been serving the Longtite family for thirty years. In all these years, he has never seen such a subversive production capacity, nor has he ever seen such an unreasonable production increase speed. He now believes what Des said when he came to him: "The world is changing!"
