Chapter 1183: Riot on the Goblin Plantation
“If you intend to use Dawn City as a waterway transfer point to supply water to multiple city-states… you can actually connect multiple water stations in parallel.
"There's a large waterfall in the northern Morro District. A count once wanted to build a dam there, but the plan was shelved due to lack of funds. Later, the Morro District was divided into East and West Morro, each holding a section of the waterfall, and the matter was dropped.
"If you truly need it, my suggestion is to restart the Moro Dam project. With today's technology, it can be turned into a power station to provide electricity to the eastern part of Narcissus Territory, which is facing power shortages.
"If that's the case, you could make the entire Moro District a pilot area for electricity... Attracting enough residents would boost prosperity. As water pressure increases, the flow rate of the standard waterway can be brought up to standard, or expanded—as for expanding the waterway itself, the technology is relatively simple. Connecting multiple waterways in parallel would improve safety and traffic flow. But if you're sure you want to do it now, I can give you an additional discount."
"But compared to this, the dam and power station are truly beneficial projects for the people. They are good for the Parthians, for Narcissus Territory, and even for the entire Herasil people.
“When it’s completed, it won’t just be water flowing… all kinds of people and materials will flow along the plank road you build.
"Once the underground waterway is completed, my suggestion is that we can also provide an above-ground plank road for maintenance - the underground waterway is very easy to be illegally taken water, polluted or damaged.
"Can you imagine? All it takes is a transcendent... a ritualist, curse-caster, or witch. Once they find the general outline of the waterway—and with a ritualist or wizard, this shouldn't be too difficult—then they can destroy it from above without even touching the waterway.
"For example, poisoning, or using water as a medium to curse the entire city—this is something any other benevolent master could do! On my way here, I also heard about the tragic incident of Rock Cellar City being petrified... Don't you think the benevolent master of Heaven City was too cruel to Rock Cellar City? I think it's probably because he considered the consequences of this kind of waterway being widely used.
"Just like the public welfare project we're discussing now, sir—if water can be steadily brought in from abroad, what's the point of having a benevolent master? If the necessity of a benevolent master disappears, then peace will be in turmoil!
"That's why the benevolent ruler of Rock Cellar City must die, because he's tampering with the interests of all the other benevolent rulers... though he himself doesn't even realize it. And for this very reason, if you undertake such a grand project that benefits the nation, the people, and the world, you'll inevitably encounter obstacles."
"Therefore, I think it is necessary to add a maintenance facility above for real-time inspection and maintenance of the underground waterway. And such a safety plank road can also be transformed into a safe passage that can block wind and sand and allow a small number of people to move freely after a simple expansion.
"Do you have any ideas? If you think it's okay, why not sign this supplementary contract?"
As Grandet spoke, he pointed his hand in the air and wrote something quickly with his fingers.
As he finished speaking, dozens of contracts gathered out of thin air and flew onto the table, separating into five piles - corresponding to the five supplementary contracts of "additional expansion of the main waterway", "Molo Dam", "Molo Hydroelectric Power Station", "ground safety plank road", and "ground personnel passage".
"...You really know how to do business, Grandet."
Aiwass sighed.
He had originally only wanted to order a stone sewer reinforced with alchemical slabs from Grandet...
As we talked, the list became bigger and bigger - there were more and more things, but the key was that it seemed like every one of them was necessary.
Even Aiwass looked back now and wondered why he had thought it was so simple before... and Grandet was right, these additional projects were indeed necessary.
Only now did Aiwas realize that Grandet had only just now truly treated him as an equal client. Previously, Avalon had only been an "angel round investor."
"...I won't sign the contract for the additional expansion of the main waterway yet, but I've signed everything else."
Aiwass was also a straightforward person. He signed his name with a flourish. "Use the best materials and finish it as quickly as possible. The extra money will be considered as expedited work."
He didn't bargain - because for an order of this size, there was no need to bargain.
He believed that Grandet would offer him the best price. A major businessman who could manipulate the fate of a small country wouldn't pursue such a small profit like a small vendor. Aiwass, however, was not an expert in this field and had no idea how to bargain, which would easily make him look timid.
As long as Aiwass is still alive, his relationship with the Theocracy is not severed, and he is still one of the top extraordinary people, the orders given to him by the goblins will always be the most favorable.
Of course, another reason is that he really has no idea about money.
Anyway, the family’s liquidity should be able to afford it.
If you really can't afford it, the worst that can happen is to take two gold bricks out of the Hellassar vault, which will definitely be enough.
"We have finished our business, Grandet. How quick it was..."
Aiwass smiled with satisfaction: "It just so happens that I don't like those red tapes."
"I know you won't like it," Grandet said, smiling humbly and gently. Even his ugly features, which could frighten a child to tears, appeared peaceful. "So you see, I haven't said anything nonsense. Every word I say is a reflection of your concern."
"I know, Grandet. That's why you are the president of the Chamber of Commerce."
Aiwass nodded and casually asked, "By the way, that matter I mentioned to you last time... the three plantations on the southern continent where riots occurred. How are they being handled now?"
Those troll plantations are where the Goblin Guild creates troll slaves and allows the trolls to produce various specialties of the southern continent through labor.
Aiwass actually found this behavior somewhat unacceptable. But trolls are cannibals, after all, while goblins are relatively civilized... though their civilization is limited, despicable, and cunning. But this is ultimately a case of mutual harm between foreign races, just as Aiwass had no intention of saving the dwarves who were always seeking death, or the giants abandoned by the High Heavens...
Even in the act of dedication, there are priorities, and the heart of dedication must be controllable and cannot be betrayed - this is the lesson learned after Aiwass split and merged, that is, not to be controlled by the power of the Tao.
After all, the Parthians were at least human. Since Aiwass himself, his family, friends, and wife were all human, it would be best for him to prioritize helping humans and aliens close to humans.
As for the trolls, he would also check back in when he had time—though it was highly unlikely he would need to. Those trolls who had mastered the ritual would likely soon reach the sixth level.
According to what Aiwass knew, the three plantations directly under Grandet had encountered armed rebellion, which was actually the result of the benevolent masters secretly stirring up trouble.
The principle behind this is very simple.
As a race that is prone to producing extraordinary people, the trolls are able to produce a large number of valuable specialties. They are the goose that lays golden eggs.
If the chickens are obedient and healthy, there is naturally no need to sell them cheaply.
So the goblins' idea is to keep the obedient and capable trolls and "exile" the disobedient and clumsy trolls by selling them to humans as slaves, thereby squeezing out the last bit of profit. Unless necessary, the goblins will never kill the trolls, no matter what mistakes they have made.
Because that would be such a waste.
As long as they can make money, they can even endure losses and humiliation.
Before they sold the trolls to the Good Lord, they actually sold them to the Hrasil Empire. Because the Hrasil Empire had disintegrated and the Hrasil nations were constantly at war, the goblins avoided them—at a time like this, selling slaves was worse than selling food and munitions.
It was only after that that they began selling trolls to the Parthians. After all, transporting trolls from the southern continent to the heart of the desert was inherently risky. The profits were diluted by the risks, so the overall returns were not very high. This was because the benevolent masters were not that eager for troll slaves.
It is for this reason that the good people secretly sponsored the troll organization to launch a riot—
They have a group of relatively intelligent trolls who are said to have "escaped from the laboratory and become civilized" trying to save their ignorant compatriots.
But in reality, this group of trolls, seemingly seeking freedom, is sponsored and controlled by the "good masters" of the ancient Parthian Empire. The leading trolls are themselves slaves who have been brainwashed and transformed by the good masters.
They weren't trying to save their own people—perhaps some of the trolls thought so, but at least the leader didn't.
The leading troll was merely fulfilling his master's mission—inflicting considerable damage to the Goblin Guild. The other trolls were merely consumables. Having accomplished this, he then took the opportunity to avenge his personal grudge and cause trouble for the goblins.
For the Goblin Chamber of Commerce, this level of disorderly rioting will inevitably be suppressed, but the losses will also be considerable.
Keeping these trolls who participated in the riots in the plantation would be like sowing the seeds of instability. The culprits could not be caught, so they could cause the next wave of riots at any time.
How the goblins dealt with this large number of rebellious trolls became a thorny issue. However, if they were to be punished, it would be even more painful than a slap in the face for the extremely profit-driven goblins - they would absolutely not accept such a loss.
And in the end, they can only have one solution.
That is to sell it to the Sabbatarians.
Even if they had to lower the price, offer discounts, or bundle the items, they had no other choice. The elves were now cracking down on the international slave trade, and they would likely be captured and executed elsewhere. Only by selling to the Parthians could they use the excuse of "respecting the Parthian traditions"; if they didn't want to lose money, this was their only option.
But it is clear that the resting good masters were too arrogant.
They have been in a dictatorial position for so long that no one dared to question their decisions, so much so that they actually ignored the intelligence of the goblin merchants.
Hearing what Aiwass said, Grandet's face suddenly darkened - just by doing this, his extremely ugly face became ferocious and terrifying.
"Those idiots thought I couldn't catch them."
Grandet sneered, "Isn't it just a desire to buy cheap troll slaves? Come to think of it, it's probably related to the petrification ritual developed by the benevolent master of Paradise City. Perhaps they need a troll wizard as a one-time intermediary."
"—In a sense, they succeeded. I could only sell them those unruly troll wizards. But they couldn't take advantage of me.
"Since they secretly supported a wave of troll riots, I will launch an equal revenge—
"Speaking of which, Your Excellency... have you heard the story of Hassan the Flaming Fist?"
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