Chapter 41 Wealth [VIP]
What grandpa?
Luke's mouth twitched: "I just want to spread the news that the other crown princes are forming a wealth alliance."
After hearing this, the Lord of Hongrong City shook his head.
"People will not criticize Alec, they will only think that His Highness is wise."
Luke nodded to show that he understood.
"It's just to create a sense of crisis beforehand, to suppress first and then to praise. When everyone thinks I can't do it, and I succeed, the significance of the explosion at that moment will far exceed the event itself."
Lord Hongrong: "What if it fails?"
Luke: "As if anyone thought I would succeed."
“…”
I always feel that this routine is a bit familiar.
The Lord of Hongrong City remembered that it was very similar to the duel not long ago. Everyone was pessimistic about the other party at the beginning, and then there was a big reversal.
Alec was always the one who was reversed.
After a brief thought, the Lord of Hongrong City found it very feasible.
After leaving the room, he walked forward with his hands behind his back in deep thought, and his personal guards followed him automatically.
On the way, the Lord of Red Banyan City suddenly stopped and asked: "Do you think it is really possible for Iliad to win?"
Although the opponent has been gaining momentum recently, to be honest, the Lord of Hongrong City always feels that it is a bit unrealistic.
The guard thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's a little difficult?"
The shallow foundation of the Demon Realm is a fatal factor.
The Lord of Hongrong City nodded and asked casually, "Who did you vote for?"
"Your Highness Iliad." Hongrongcheng couldn't refuse to believe in the theory of fate.
"Where's your whole family?"
"Your Highness Iliad."
"Distant relatives?"
"Your Highness Iliad."
I heard that my relatives’ relatives also voted in this way.
“…”
Under the gaze of the Red Banyan City Lord, the guard said truthfully: "They just thought it was fun."
One vote doesn’t hurt anyway, so just vote.
To be disrespectful, it's great that there is still fun to watch.
The face of the Lord of Hongrong City gradually became solemn. Some areas that Lujia had never been to might have a lot of demons in them.
Especially affected by political factors, for example, Prince Aman has a grudge against Alex's biological father. It is said that he not only went to the premiere of the movie, but also took the initiative to introduce Luke's works in the territory under his jurisdiction.
The devil has too many godsons.
Multiple competitors mean that votes in other areas will be extremely dispersed.
Luke is here instead focused.
The Lord of Hongrong City took a breath and said, "Is there really going to be a dark horse this year?"
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Luke never worried about votes.
The twenty-two fiefdoms, border areas, central cities, etc., together are enough for him to counterattack. The hunt is about to end, and wealth and safety are the issues to worry about at this stage.
Taking it one step at a time, he first contacted the reporter.
Seeing a familiar face, Luke was surprised: "Is it you, Miss Lillian's demon?"
"No, I am the saint's demon."
"???"
The reporter took out a scroll and said, "The saint asked me to bring it to you. It contains his most powerful illusion spell."
A hallucinogenic spell and a scroll given in the holy city are enough to escape from any danger.
Luke didn't understand why the saint was so kind without any reason.
He looked at the reporter steadily and said: "There is a saying in my hometown that the gift of fate has already been secretly priced."
"Yes, you have paid. There must be bets every time there is an election. The saints are operating in the human black market, betting on you to win."
If Luke wins, the sum will be astronomical.
Luke: “…”
Reporter: "I'll leave first, otherwise it will easily arouse suspicion."
The newspaper's business capabilities were very strong, and they were even better at writing headlines than Luke. That evening's evening paper published the Crown Prince Alliance incident, which was full of negative news.
The front pages of the three major newspapers are:
"The eldest prince attacked violently and cut Iliad's lifeline", "The two crown princes met late at night and had a secret meeting for three hours", "Grandma, love me again".
After reading it, Luke realized that the one that was cut was the economic lifeline. The other was that Alec and the Third Prince Klein were photographed meeting late at night, suspected to be discussing the exchange of wealth. The last one was about Alicia and Princess Mary, but he was also mentioned in the middle.
Military experts were invited to provide sharp comments under each article.
They interpreted each crown prince from various perspectives and all agreed that it was almost impossible for Lujia to make a fortune in the Demon Realm in a short period of time given his most embarrassing family background.
Some of the words are very sharp, and anyone with a fragile heart may not be able to bear it.
He scanned the ten lines with his feather pen and said calmly, "Let's go sell the diaries together tomorrow."
Luke was choked by the air on the spot.
"Just sell it to these experts... Of course, the money from the sale will just be lent to you first."
Lujia waved his hands repeatedly: "It hasn't come to that yet."
He told his money-making plan and slowly uttered two words: "Pre-sale."
"What?"
Luka explained: “I want consumers to pay for the product before it goes on the market.”
The quill was silent for a long time, then said, "At least I gave someone a diary."
“…”
If Luke wants to do pre-sale, he has to solve a problem first: how to contact Karen.
From the Demon Realm to the Holy City, even the dragons cannot complete a round trip in such a short time, and writing a letter is even slower.
It’s troublesome not to have a mobile phone, and I’m still born in the Internet age.
Lujia rubbed his brows, suddenly thought of something, and took out a tablet from his storage ring.
Lillian once said that her father could sense it after it was broken into pieces.
"A saint can descend through the space scroll with his divine consciousness. Will this tablet have the same effect?"
The feather pen glanced at the inscription and gave a positive answer.
So Luke broke the tablet into pieces without hesitation.
Almost in an instant, the shattered tablet turned into a charred black color as if it had been burned by fire, and the fragments were pieced together like building blocks to form a strange symbol.
A half-real and half-virtual figure appeared in the air. He was very thin and looked energetic, with a pair of eyes that were full of the breath of time and a hint of anxiety.
Those eagle-like eyes locked onto Luke.
Lujia quickly explained: "Lillian is fine, she gave me this tablet before."
Lillian's father was a pharmacist of high status in the human race. Luke had been very famous in the Holy City. Even without a mask, he could be identified by his iconic black hair.
The pharmacist said bluntly: "I don't agree with your marriage."
Quill's expression turned cold.
Luke was shocked, "Uncle, we are just friends."
He was sure that Lillian only considered him a friend.
After staring at him for a few seconds, the pharmacist was relieved: "That's good. My Lillian can only find someone with a registered permanent residence in the Holy City in the future."
Luke stated his purpose without wasting a moment: "...I want to ask you to help pass on a message."
Lillian should have returned to the Stone City by now, but in the human territory, there must be a way for the father and daughter to contact each other immediately.
Since he couldn't explain it in a few words, he just wrote it down.
The pharmacist looked at the marketing gimmick above and frowned: "Has the Demon Realm developed into this?"
Getting something for nothing?
Luke coughed lightly: "Personal behavior, please do not rise."
The energy of the tablet's inscription was consumed very quickly. After the pharmacist finished copying it remotely, he asked, "Since you're here, who do you want to poison to death?"
Just as Luke was about to refuse, Quill suddenly said, "Soul Supplement."
The pharmacist narrowed his eyes.
Luke didn't know what this thing was used for, but since the quill pen specifically mentioned it, he tried to ask about it.
The pharmacist stared at them scrutinizingly for a while, and Luke felt his scalp tingling.
After a while, the pharmacist took out a small green bottle.
As soon as Lujia took it, the special characters of the broken tablet combination below turned into white light and disappeared. The energy was about to run out. Before the pharmacist disappeared, he reminded: "This is for one person. You must drink it all at once."
The bottle in his hand was icy cold, and Luke opened it out of curiosity.
A refreshing smell hit me in the face, and my consciousness suddenly became clearer.
Quill: "Drinking it is good for repairing the soul. There are very few pharmacists who can mix soul replenishing liquid. It is invaluable outside."
Luke murmured, "It's so precious."
Quill: "So-so. In the eyes of that old man, I am not as good as a local hukou."
“…”
Luke's soul was like a piece of egg drop soup before. Although cultivation could improve it, it came too slowly.
This is also the reason why Quill insisted that he ask for supplements.
"Keep it for now and take it after next practice."
Luke nodded and cleaned up the wood chips on the table, hoping that everything would go well for Karen.
Relying on one-on-one messaging, the news was quickly delivered to Karen as he wished.
In Boulder City, Karen, dressed elegantly, is listening to Luke's voice from a distance.
Lillian repeated it word for word.
Karen was originally checking the accounts and listening attentively, but halfway through, he put down everything he was doing and didn't know what he was thinking about.
Lillian: "My father told me that Luke seems to be in a hurry."
Karen smiled: "Time is not a problem."
Apart from publicity, the whole thing does not require any preliminary preparation.
He clapped his hands at the shadow in the dark and said sternly, "Notify all the presidents in charge and call an emergency meeting."
The Rhine Chamber of Commerce is spread all over the continent. There are thousands of dedicated teleportation points within the Chamber of Commerce alone. In addition, there are also separate void meeting rooms. The so-called void conference is similar to the remote projection communication that Lujia experienced. Each use requires the consumption of a large amount of magic stones. The last time a money-burning meeting was held was three years ago.
"Karen, what are you looking for us for in such a hurry?"
The speaker was the president of a branch in a big city, who was considered a veteran of the Rhine Chamber of Commerce. He was quite supportive of Karen.
However, there are also complaints about the fact that it held an empty meeting.
Karen: "It's about a commodity transaction."
Everyone's brows furrowed even deeper. Unless a divine weapon was to be born, it would not be worth mobilizing so much force.
"Don't be impatient, listen to my detailed explanation first."
As time passed, Karen elaborated on the information Luke had conveyed.
The branch presidents who had been impatient before all sat up straighter without realizing it.
They are all shrewd people and have been in charge of various chambers of commerce for many years. Money is almost just a number in their eyes. What they are interested in is a brand new sales model in this transaction.
"If it can be popularized, it will be of great benefit to the chamber of commerce in the future." We can understand the market in advance and avoid many risks.
Karen: "And now is the best time to test it."
If it were other products, it would be difficult to open up this gap.
Lujia's new novel is already popular, and with this as a starting point, the public will be more likely to accept this sales model subtly during the process of promotion.
"You can try it." The previous elder said.
"I agree."
"agree."
"agree."
…
Almost 90% of the people who participated in the meeting agreed. Karen smiled with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work tonight. We will start selling them all tomorrow. I will issue the specific promotion method later."
The next morning, all the auction houses, treasure houses, exotic beast duel arenas and other industries under the Rhine Chamber of Commerce, including 735 cities, hung up promotional signs.
A special magic was cast on the card surface, successfully showing a dynamic effect.
Such publicity attracted many passers-by to stop and take a look.
[Wan Chao Hui's most popular writer is about to return with a new work. From now until 7pm tomorrow night, interested readers can make a reservation in advance! 】
【The number of places is limited, first come first served! 】
In the Holy City, a passing nobleman stopped the coachman and asked casually.
When I learned that what was being sold was an ordinary book, my first reaction was that the Rhine Chamber of Commerce was crazy.
"I have to pay in advance to order a crappy book that has nothing to do with magic?"
The salesperson wore a standard smile and said, "This author just published a story about a grandmother on Magic Domain, which was banned across the board. The scale of the new book is beyond imagination. Customers who pre-order now can be sure to get the unabridged version."
Detailed information about the new book is below the promotional board.
[Reveal the unknown past of the demon clan]
[The interweaving of scandal and demonic nature... the shocking conspiracy of the demon royal family. 】
The nobleman's eyes almost grew on it, but he said stubbornly: "Boring."
The nobleman got back into the carriage and went to listen to an opera. When he came out, he asked the coachman to stop at a different bookstore.
From a distance, I saw two red words on a huge billboard: Sold Out!
The bookstore owner was explaining to a customer: "Sorry, we only have a limited edition of 10,000 copies."
"There's nothing we can do about it. This book contains a lot of controversial content, and we don't dare to publish too much."
The customer immediately became unwilling and sprayed a lot in one breath.
The boss looked very embarrassed and said, "I have already reported it to my superiors. There may be another wave of sales at 4 o'clock this afternoon. You can come and take a look then."
Luke caused a lot of trouble in the Holy City. Except for some people who finally moved their household registration here recently, almost everyone had learned about this new book on the day of the live broadcast.
At that time, they were intrigued by the introduction.
Considering the total population of the Holy City, it would be easy to reach a reservation volume of 10,000.
The nobleman had settled here not long ago and didn't understand the situation yet.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the noble went out again, but when he reached the street corner, his car couldn't go in, and the monster pulling the car growled a few times.
The noble looked up and blurted out a filthy curse in an undignified manner.
A few miles ahead, the entire street was packed with people! At a glance, all you see are huge crowds of people.
"I came all the way here to order it, and you told me it's out of stock!"
"Yes, it's not four o'clock!"
Seeing this, the nobles, who originally could have bought it or not, suddenly became determined to get it.
That’s right, why do you go back on your word?
"It's four o'clock. Many old customers have made reservations directly through messaging." The boss gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Several other stores have also experienced the same situation. We were not thoughtful enough. We have already submitted the application and there is hope that additional pre-sale quotas will be added!"
The boss emphasized again: "Please pay attention to the pre-sale regulations. There is a possibility that the book cannot be released, and then a direct refund will be made. After all, it involves a lot of secrets and may not pass the review."
"...If you cannot accept this, please give up your pre-sale quota now. We can refund you the full amount and compensate you with five silver coins."
Who cares about this little money!
After he said that, those who got the spots became even more excited.
The same rhetoric is being played out in different cities.
Every time 10,000 copies were released, they were sold out immediately, and the customers who didn’t get a copy were very excited. They were satisfied only when the boss put up the next wave of inventory. After paying the money, they left contentedly like triumphant generals.
As of nine o'clock in the evening, the pre-sale amount has exceeded 100 million!
The demon wealth verification team, which had packed their luggage and was preparing to rest on the last day, had to work overtime and was caught up in the busy statistical work.
Karen, who had been keeping an eye on the sales trends since the morning, was looking at the data compiled from various places, and his fox eyes were smiling.
"This method called hunger sales is really effective."
Only half a day had passed and he had made a fortune.
Luke is truly his perfect strategic partner.
Karen smiled at An Qi who was delivering the report and said, "Can you imagine that with just this one trick, so many customers fell for it!"
Chirp.
What's that sound? !
An Qi and Karen's expressions changed at the same time, and the shadow guard in the dark appeared at the first moment.
Across the table, just less than a meter away from Karen, a ferret appeared out of thin air.
It was snow-white all over, with a pair of lively black eyes, and its originally beautiful fur had somehow puffed up.
But no one present felt it was cute, they only felt horrified.
None of them noticed the ferret.
"This ferret..." An Yi, as a top magician who had lived in the Holy City before, said hesitantly, "It looks like a saint's pet."
Karen also remembered and quickly looked at it again carefully.
The ferret's hair was about to explode into an afro, so I couldn't recognize it at first.
After repeated confirmation and comparison, Karen finally felt relieved when he was sure that such a unique pet only existed in the hands of a saint.
But how could the saint's pet appear here?
Bang!
Just as I was thinking about it, my hair, which was always meticulous, was messed up. ê á
The ferret jumped onto the table, stood upright, and gave Karen a paw on the back of the head.
Bastard!
The saint sent it out to buy books, but all the reservations were sold out. It teleported more than 300 times in one day, and its claws were almost smoking.
It ran from the Holy City to the Stone City, and you call this a routine.
brute.
The author has something to say:
Excerpt from Luke's diary:
Why is there a paw print on my journal?
Alex: The ferrets were here.
Leave a line of steps.
…
Snow Ferret passed by and left 200 little red envelopes wishing you a happy weekend~
Try to finish the hunt by the weekend and rush into the next big project as soon as possible.
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