Volume 2: Empire Chapter 55: Peace Conference
The flying dog in the den looks cute, staring with its black eyes and making a "woooo" sound from its mouth.
Luke reached out and teased the flying dog, and said to Melken, “Such a cute thing will definitely please Jasmine Xiang and will definitely sell well.
Can I take it with me?
"Of course!" Melken handed the nest to Alice, his face full of joy for the success of the experiment. He introduced to Luke: "The extraordinary breeding technology for installing wings on dogs has long been mature, you don't have to worry about its health and flight problems. The added genome this time is to make the flying dog more docile and not aggressive towards humans. Of course, there is also the appearance... I guarantee that it will definitely be a docile and beautiful fellow when it grows up."
Luke was confident in Melken's extraordinary cultivation technology. For him, this level of transformation could be accomplished with just his feet.
Then, Luke discussed some flying dog mass production and sales strategies with Melken, and Alice held the little guy in her arms as if she wanted to take it for herself.
Soon the topic turned to the negotiations.
Melken said that his mediation had been accepted by all parties and that large-scale fighting in the lower city had stopped. Although small-scale conflicts occurred from time to time, they were not within the scope of the sewage reservoir and were beyond the control of the five alchemy factories.
“Mr. Luke…Old Adrian can have such power because of the funds you gave him and the first generation of mysterious substance mixture.
Now many people want to know, are there second-generation and third-generation mysterious substance mixtures? If so, who can obtain the production qualification from you? "
Malcolm looked at Luke, waiting for an answer.
The power of the first generation of mysterious substance mixture potion has been demonstrated, and its name indicates that Luke should have more advanced potions in his hands.
Facing a situation where he could have won a complete victory, Old Adrian resolutely chose to obey and cease fire. The biggest reason was...
In the lower city, Luke, holding the Imperial Mark in one hand and the formula for an upgraded version of a mysterious substance mixture in the other, can make anyone he wants die or live!
Everyone hopes to be the next lucky one.
Luke knew what Melken was thinking, so he smiled and said, "With my investment, the value of what your extraordinary species research institute can produce will not be less than the mysterious mixture of substances in my hand.
And I don't plan to share the more advanced mysterious substance mixture with others for the time being. Their value and effect are not comparable to the first generation of mysterious substance mixture.
When are the peace talks scheduled?"
Melken couldn't help but laugh: "I'm too greedy! All the gang leaders in the downtown area are waiting for your arrival. You set the time and place, and they will be there at your beck and call!"
Luke nodded. The massacre had killed off all the troublemakers, and the remaining people knew their place.
“Notify old Adrian that the meeting will be held in his alchemy factory and ask him to set up the venue as soon as possible.
Notify all gang leaders in the downtown area to hold a meeting at 8 o'clock tonight. No latecomers will be accepted! "
"Yes, Mr. Luke."
At this time, the news of Luke's return had already spread throughout the entire downtown area, and everyone was looking forward to it, waiting for Mr. Luke to bring a new order to the downtown area.
With the constant fighting and killing, even the residents of the downtown area who were accustomed to scenes of death were frightened and hoped that things would settle down soon.
The location and time of the peace talks spread from Mr. Malken's Institute of Supernatural Species, and actually brought about a wave of cheers in the downtown area.
After nightfall, the lower city of Saint-Lun was unusually peaceful, with people lighting fires to celebrate in the dark and messy streets.
There were also a large number of people with strange bodies who were obviously not good people. They walked in groups in the same direction. Although they all carried weapons, they were very polite. Even if they encountered hostile forces, they tacitly kept a distance.
Mr. Luke said: No latecomers will be accepted for tonight's meeting!
Only a fool would start a firefight at this time.
Inside the Adrian Alchemy Factory, the generator was running at full power, illuminating the entire factory area as bright as day. On the elevated road, Adrian's thugs patrolled with weapons, all of them looking proud and victorious.
A large square was cleared in the middle of the factory, and old Adrian, who had plenty of money, held a grand banquet here, where all the minions who followed their respective bosses could eat and drink as much as they wanted.
The bosses with status and position were gathered in a spacious large warehouse.
In the middle of the warehouse was a large oval conference table filled with food and drinks. The bosses sat down one after another, eating meat, drinking, and bragging loudly.
It was so lively and grand, like a Western version of the gathering of the heroes of Liangshan.
A shout of "Mr. Luke is here!"
The originally noisy conference hall suddenly became silent and quiet.
Seeing Luke walking in from the front door, everyone stood up at the same time after hearing the sound of chairs being moved.
"Hello Mr. Luke!"
Without prior training, the shouts were not uniform, but the awe hidden in the voices was more evident.
Everyone knows that so many people died during this period, and none of them were killed by Mr. Luke, but all died because of his will. The grand occasion here today would never have happened in the previous downtown area, but Mr. Luke did it.
He only said one sentence.
Then benefactors, enemies, good friends, mortal enemies... sat at the same table.
How can you make people dissatisfied? How can you make people disrespect you?
Luke, who had just arrived at the factory, was also very surprised by today's grand occasion. He really did not expect that so many people would come. The huge warehouse was packed with people.
It seems that there are not only bosses of well-known gangs in there, but also many leaders of small groups.
It must be that old Adrian misunderstood what I meant.
But since they are all here, it is impossible to kick them out. It is better to have some fun, and the money for drinks is not a big deal.
Luke sat down in the spacious main seat, and everyone at the table sat down, staring at him intently.
Luke said to old Adrian on his right: "I don't know most of the bosses sitting here. Please introduce them to me first."
"It's my honor..." Old Adrian stood up and introduced the bosses who came to attend the meeting to Luke.
Each person who was introduced stood up and saluted Luke respectfully, and Luke nodded in return.
Old Adrian did not introduce all the people at the conference table, but only introduced the dozen or so people near the main seat, and then sat down again. None of the remaining people expressed dissatisfaction, and the leaders of those small gangs felt very satisfied to be able to sit at the same table with Mr. Luke.
“It is a great honor to invite so many well-known people from the Lower City of Saint Lun to attend this meeting. I believe you all know me. My name is Luke, and I am a businessman from the City of Raging Waves.
This time I came to the downtown area of Saint Lun City just to invest and make money. And money... doesn't like to stay in a chaotic and unsafe place.
Therefore, in order to create a safe investment environment for my money and give it a stable and sustainable return cycle, I did something that you already know.
The process wasn’t pretty, but the result met my expectations.”
Luke did not mention the peace talks, because he knew that no one who came here came for the peace talks.
Fighting and killing does no good to anyone. Those who are brave and aggressive will die early. Everyone who can sit here knows what they want.
And if Mr. Luke didn’t talk about fighting, who could cause too much trouble in the downtown area?
Everyone continued to look at Luke, anticipating his next words.
Luke was very satisfied with the reaction at the venue. So many unruly bosses sat together and listened more attentively than the students in Qingkong's classroom.
“I have said before that nearly half of the 500 million Reichsmark investment I brought to the lower city of Saint-Lun has now been signed out.
The rest for you... definitely won't be enough."
Luke's words finally caused a stir in the meeting. Some people were talking to each other, discussing how much of the spoils they could get. The real bosses were able to keep quiet, but their faces were a little ugly. Most of them were losers in the fight in the downtown area, and they all wanted to get some money back from Luke, but there was only so much money, and so many people were waiting to get a piece of it.
Luke smiled and said, "Then... let's forget about the 500 million investment. This time I return to the downtown area, the money I bring with me... is unlimited!
I promise that everyone who comes here today will return with something useful.”
As soon as Luke finished speaking, the entire venue fell silent, and then everyone cheered. Gradually, the cheers became rhythmic, and the bigwigs tapped their oak wine glasses on the table in a neat rhythm.
They shouted in unison: "Mr. Luke! Mr. Luke! Mr. Luke!"
The many minions who were having a meal outside had no idea what had happened inside the venue, but they knew it must be a good thing, so they all shouted in unison.
The mixed sounds form a sound wave, making people feel as if they are in the hottest football game.
When everyone had vented their excitement, Luke reached out to calm them down, and the bustling venue gradually returned to silence.
"I won't spend my money carelessly, nor will I give it away as charity. If you want to make money, improve your life, and escape your fate, the first thing you have to do is... be obedient.
I propose that Old Adrian, Mr. Melken, and the bosses of the other three alchemy factories serve as the decision-makers for all parties in the Lower City. In the future, no matter what conflicts you have, it is best to avoid casualties and try to let the decision-makers discuss and resolve them.
Any objections?"
There was no talking at the meeting.
Most people were not qualified to object, and the rest, except for the five who were happy, did not have the courage to object.
"Okay, since no one objects, I'll take it as your agreement! From now on, when there are rules in the Lower City of Saint Lun, you must abide by them and don't do anything that will embarrass me."
When talking about money just now, Luke made everyone feel refreshed, as if they had been knocked unconscious by bundles of Reichsmarks.
Now everyone feels as if they are in the middle of winter, the cold making it impossible to move their hands and feet.
The smile on Luke's face made everyone feel alive again. The people playing with Luke now were either princes or princesses, or at least the emperor's grandsons. The pressure from the upper class was not something these people at the bottom could bear.
"Don't be so nervous. You make your own rules. If you have any questions, please consult with your boss. I am only responsible for investing and making money.
Next, let’s talk about how to make money.”
The first thing Luke brought out was the Polaris Mercenary Group plan.
Select people, sign a contract to sell themselves, inject the first generation of mysterious substance mixture , train, and send to the battlefield.
It has no technical content and is the most suitable way for people without technical skills to make money.
As soon as the Polaris Mercenary Group plan was proposed, it immediately attracted everyone's interest.
The effectiveness of the first generation of mysterious substance mixtures was proven through actual combat. The effects were immediate with just one injection, and the side effects were minimal. It was simply a miracle drug!
Now you can gain power in advance and make money. Is there anything better in the world? At once, everyone raised their hands, saying that they wanted to participate in the North Star Mercenary Group plan and send their best fighters to the mercenary group.
Luke said that all the money should be collected and everyone was happy.
The formation of the Polaris Mercenaries is on the agenda, and Luke will soon have a military force that can directly intervene in the civil war in the Rio Republic.
The next step is to upgrade the equipment of the refining workshops and alchemy factories around the sewage reservoir. This is the pillar industry of the Lower City District. There is no substitute in the short term. Increasing output and improving quality can effectively increase income.
Although the return on investment is very low, a large amount of money still needs to be injected for the basic stability of the entire urban area.
Then Luke launched the plan for a family-based intensive small commodity production industrial park.
With the explosive development and promotion of workers' welfare, the city of Raging Waves will inevitably eliminate those labor-intensive and low-profit industries. These industries have a rigid market demand, but cannot be mass-produced by machines, and require a large number of workers to complete the necessary processes manually.
These sweatshops can no longer stay in the model city of Rage City that Luke strongly promotes, so they can be moved to the lower city area of Saint Lun City, which has a large low-level labor force.
There is no need to promote high salaries, high benefits and a ten-hour work system here. The Nutao City Market provides machines, raw materials and orders for the family workshops in the lower city. This kind of work does not require special training. If you want to make more money, you should be more diligent. If you want to be comfortable, you should work less.
Production was carried out on a family basis and management was carried out on a gang basis, turning the Lower Town of Saint-Lun into the world's earliest and largest small commodity production base.
Luke gave a big thumbs up to his own "creativity".
Many gang leaders were also shocked by the grand blueprint that Mr. Luke drew for them.
This time, Mr. Luke is not only helping us make money, he is helping everyone in the entire downtown area make money!
Nutao City provides the equipment and raw materials, and you can produce it yourself, and all the products produced are recycled. No investment is required, and no risk is taken... Isn't this just picking up money for free?
Is it not better than picking up trash? Is it not more dignified than picking up trash?
Everyone at the conference table restrained their aggressiveness, and some people couldn't help but secretly wipe away their tears, forcing themselves not to cry here.
Those who have other ideas in their minds wipe out the bad thoughts completely.
The lower city area of Saint Lun will belong to Mr. Luke from now on!
No one can take it away!
