Chapter 39: The Conflict between Father and Son



Luo Tian said: "But this balance is not stable. Now the Mig family and the Harvey family are getting close again. Will there be new struggles in the future?"

Robert nodded. "You are right. This is indeed possible. So I want to rely on marriage to maintain peace and buy more time for your generation. At the last meeting, I deliberately asked Harvey to control public opinion and clean up spies in order to expel external forces and pave the way for the integration of power later."

Luo Tian said: "Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun. Father, you have to find a way to expand the army. If we rely solely on cold weapons, how big a gap can we have with those four families? Only by vigorously developing hot weapons and widening the generation gap in weapons can we have a chance to win!"

Rob's eyes lit up, no doubt his son's idea was right: "Do you have any ideas?"

Luo Tian said: "We will take advantage of this Tianwu Tournament to relax the restrictions on weapons research and development, recruit a group of experts, and expand our military strength. You see, the number of warriors we have now is not much different from that of the four nobles. If we want to expand the number quickly, we must recruit more people from the lower districts into the warrior class."

Robert shook his head. "That won't work. We pay to feed and train the warriors to protect our safety, supervise and manage the people in the lower districts to pay taxes, and suppress the rebels. To put it bluntly, the warriors spend money, and the people in the lower districts earn money. If you want to let more people in the lower districts join the warrior class, it will inevitably lead to a decrease in tax revenue and an increase in expenses, and our income will be greatly reduced."

Luo Tian advised: "Father, our life is so luxurious now, it is totally unnecessary. We only need to take out a part of the money to arm an army, and it won't reduce our quality of life much."

Rob said worriedly: "What if the Venus and Saturn regions intervene? Even if we gather more people, we won't be able to defeat them in a short period of time. We may even be overthrown by them. Then our good days will be over."

Luo Tian asked doubtfully: "What qualifications do these two districts have to interfere in our own family affairs?"

Robert smiled bitterly and said, "Son, to tell you the truth, we sell the resources we mine to these two districts at extremely low prices, and they resell them at high prices, making huge profits in the process. They just want to maintain the status quo and are afraid that a civil war will break out in the Tianwang District and destroy this balance. They are even worried that one day one company will dominate and monopolize resources and raise prices, then they won't have much profit. So if we act rashly, we are likely to provoke their revenge."

Luo Tian said: "Father, if they want to overthrow us, they will find all kinds of excuses. Maybe just slapping a fly can be an excuse to start a war. What does it have to do with us expanding the army? On the contrary, if we have an army, we will be more capable of protecting ourselves."

Rob retorted: "I'm afraid that before our army can form combat effectiveness, the Saturn and Venus districts will send people to clean us up."

Luo Tian said: "Father, since we have precious resources in our hands, why do we have to rely on the Venus District and Saturn District to resell them? We can directly contact several other districts and establish trade relations. Wouldn't it be more profitable to get more this way?"

Robert held up the wine and said, "Look at this bottle of wine. Where is it produced?"

Luo Tian took the bottle and found the origin of the wine on the bottle: "Wine from Mars, what's wrong?"

Robert said: "Trade between districts requires the use of currency as a medium. The Mars District wants to sell wine directly to us, but it does not recognize our Tianbi (Uranus District currency). If we want to buy this wine, we can only use gold coins (Venus District currency) or earth coins (Saturn District currency), because these two currencies can be circulated in various districts and everyone recognizes them."

Luo Tian immediately understood, isn’t this equivalent to the US dollar three hundred years ago?

Robert put down the bottle and said, "Similarly, if we want to sell our ice and liquid diamonds to other districts, the buyers must pay with gold coins. Why do all districts accept gold coins? It's very simple, because the Venus District and Saturn District have garrisons in or around other districts, and everyone is used to using gold coins. If you don't use it, they will beat you, it's that simple. For our family, as long as we can seize power, we can live a life of ease. How those people in the lower districts live, what does it have to do with us?"

Luo Tian suddenly saw the true face of Robert, including the face of the entire nobility: "I think as the emperor of the Heavenly King District, you have the responsibility to let your people live a happy life. Instead of letting them carry the identity of people from the lower district, stay at home every day and spend all their time on the heavy ice harvesting task in Star City, eat tasteless and nutritious artificial food, and have to wait for half a year to see a doctor when they get sick. What's more terrifying is that lives with no use value are directly stuffed into battery processing factories to be human batteries. What's the difference between this kind of life and living in hell?"

Robert didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "They've been living like this for the past 100 years, and those people in the lower districts don't think there's anything wrong with it. Son, don't be too sympathetic. Those people in the lower districts don't have as many ideas as you do. As long as they have a stutterer, can play games safely in their rooms, and eat, drink and have fun without working, they will feel like they are living in heaven. Moreover, they can see that people around them live like this, and they have been living like this for generations, so they will feel even happier."

Luo Tian disagreed: "Father, sometimes I feel that the royal family and nobles are like a fat louse, greedily sucking blood from the people in the lower district to support our luxurious life. What's more hateful is that we have to sell the blood of our compatriots to the masters in other districts to suck together. If one day, the blood is sucked dry, our Tianwang District will no longer exist, and then you will become the king of a fallen country."

As soon as Luo Tian finished speaking, he felt a heavy slap in the face, and his face instantly became hot.

Rob looked at his son angrily. This was the first time he hit his beloved son. He cared about his reputation the most and hated being called a king who lost his country.

He took a sip of wine, and the light in his eyes quickly disappeared: "Let me think about this matter again. I'm a little drunk, I need to take a rest."

Luo Tian said, "Father, you should rest early. I will go back now. I will figure out the prize money for the competition. At worst, it will come out of my pocket."

As Rob watched his son and Dugu Yun leave, he felt full of guilt. He suddenly felt that his son's figure was no longer as weak as before, but taller. ?

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