Three days after the imperial ceremony ended.

Oka City, Red Fort, Throne Hall.

Jose sat on the throne, with a piece of white paper full of handwriting floating in front of him. His face was serious, and it was obvious that the records on the paper were not good news.

As soon as the thought moves, the floating paper spontaneously ignites without fire, turning into ashes and dissipating in the air.

"Okay, you are a trading city-state! If the negotiation fails, I will put my hands behind my back!"

The story has to start from the day of the Empire Ceremony. On the day of the Empire Ceremony, the Forse Empire demonstrated that the Empire had the ability to produce potions on a large scale. There is no doubt that this was of epoch-making significance in the history of potions.

Anyone with a little knowledge can understand that the progress of civilization will bring massive economic benefits.

After the military parade of the Empire Ceremony, representatives of the Trade City-State came to the door as soon as possible and expressed their willingness to cooperate. The Forse Empire supplies, and the Trade City-State distributes, and the income is half the share.

If it were in the past, when the country was poor and weak, Jose might have agreed.

But now the Forse Empire is not the same as before, and it has long been able to transport goods to all parts of the mainland itself without having to look at anyone's expression.

Moreover, the large-scale production of potions is the exclusive secret of the Forse Empire. The empire has absolute dominance in this matter. It is too natural for the trading city-state to take away 50% of the profits through distribution.

Without surprise, the two major forces broke down.

Joseben did not take this matter seriously because he had no worries about selling cheap potions. However, he did not expect that the trading city-state used the power of the state to lobby, convincing many southern countries to order bans the purchase of the Fuse Empire potions.

You should know that the south is the richest area in Tedanor and the main force in consumer drugs. The potions consumed by southern countries each year account for 70% of the total amount of potions consumed in the mainland.

The market suddenly shrank by 70%, and even the Forsy Empire felt a big headache.

Below, Ergou's face was also a little unfair: "Your Majesty, the trading city-state is too much this time, and we must give them a lesson that will never be forgotten for life!"

"Okay, what are you going to do?" Jose leaned back and changed into a more comfortable position.

Ergou said without hesitation: "Take revenge and reduce the quantity of horses, food, magical items and other commodities to the trade city-state, so that they can't sell them."

Jose thought about it, shook his head, and rejected Ergou's proposal: "This is just killing a thousand enemies and destroying himself eight hundred."

"Besides, the southern region is rich and civilized. Food, weapons, and horses are not tight-fits. Trade city-states can also find alternatives, but the alternatives are more expensive. Overall, it may still hurt one thousand of them and kill eight hundred enemies. We have to deal with it rationally and pay attention to strategies."

As he said that, Jose used his magic to project a TEDANOR map in the air. The map was divided into two parts: red and blue. Red represents the Forse Empire, blue represents the southern region, and the border between red and blue is located in the middle of the continent.

The red dragon glanced at the countries close to the Fuse Empire. The lands of these human countries were red on the map. This was because the kings of the various countries rejected the trade city-state envoys due to the powerful strength of the Fuse Empire.

The gap between these countries and the Fuse Empire is too great. Even if we do not use force, we can only launch a food ban in the year of famine or fund enemy countries, which can bring disaster to the countries.

This is the radiation of the sphere of influence brought by strength!

"Since the kingdom official does not allow it to be sold, then we will sell it secretly."

On the throne, Jose slowly spit out two words: "Go...spoken."

Ergou suddenly realized: "Your Majesty is wise! Such a good opportunity to make money by cheap potions, those greedy black market merchants would rather risk beheading them, so that the means of trading the city-state can be destroyed without any attack."

"That's right, but it's not just the black market merchants, those greedy nobles and corrupt border guards, we can fight for it."

"The King's ban?"

Jose's mouth curled up with disdain: "In the face of the tide of the times, even the king's ban is not just a mantis arm to kill a car."

"I understand, I'll go and arrange it now," Ergou retreated.

The red dragon stayed alone in the hall of the throne, sat on the throne and pondered, thinking about how to deal with the trading city-state.

The king's ban was not what he was most worried about. As mentioned earlier, in the face of the tide of civilization and progress, even the king was just a mantis that blocked the carriage.

What he really worried about was that during these times of confrontation, the trading city-state also developed a method to mass-produce chemicals on a large scale.

After thinking about it, he felt that the possibility was not high.

As the most basic idea of ​​assembly line operations in the factory, Jose ordered the prohibition of dissemination, not to mention the more advanced magical instruments.

The only thing to beware is that the Trade City State sends spies to spy on the Pharmaceutical Factory of the Forse Empire to learn skills.

However, as early as the beginning of planning the chemical factory, Jose put factory safety first, and the security facilities are definitely the first-class in the mainland.

"I hope the trade city-state will not have any bad ideas, otherwise..."

Jose thought about it and found that he had quite a lot of trump cards against the trading city-state.

Among the large amount of goods exported by the Forse Empire, a considerable number of them are imperial specialties, and some have obvious price advantages. These products can be used as a means to fight back against the trading city-state.

In addition, at the military level, in the trade situation between the north and the south, sea transportation is the main means.

The Forse Empire has fishman and water-based sub-dragon.

If the Trade City State really annoyed Jose, then Cassi's fishman would never mind playing a pirate and sank the sea merchant ships of the Trade City State.

With the support of the information from the Forse Empire, aquatic species such as fishman are much more ferocious than pirates.

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Central to the continent, border of the Kingdom of Gerbus.

In the dark night, a caravan of ten carriages lights torches and moves forward in the darkness.

In the quiet night and walking in the wilderness, this is naturally not a normal caravan.

They are smuggling merchants.

"Be careful! The car is equipped with treasures. I will kill you if I break it!" The caravan leader, One-Eyed Jack, roared fiercely.

While scolding his subordinates, Jack carefully scanned the surrounding wilderness, and a faint light flashed in his single eyes.

Night is when wilderness is active, and it is less dangerous than daytime. Indigenous wildernesses such as werewolves and extraordinary beasts represented by grassland green wolves will come out to hunt at night.

Dare to travel through the wilderness at night, one-eyed Jack is naturally not a simple person.

He was originally an officer, unfortunately captured on the battlefield and became a slave to the enemy country. He was later bought by an evil magician.

In the evil mage's laboratory, he suffered a series of inhumane living magic tests and blinded one eye, but it was also a blessing in disguise. In the magic test, he gained the possibility of ordinary humans having powerful magic resistance and dark vision.

Later, while the magician went out, Jack escaped and joined a robber team. With the strong strength of the high-level warriors and the military talents brought by his military career, he became the leader of the robber regiment and led the robber regiment to grow and grow.

Since ancient times, officials and bandits have been a family.

Jack also got involved in the relationship of the degenerate nobles, often helped the nobles deal with some shameful activities, and started a lucrative smuggling business with the support of the nobles.

Due to dark vision, he started late-night smuggling that ordinary smuggling merchants dare not do.

This time, the nobles who Jack served in didn't know where to get a batch of potions produced by the Fuse Empire and transported them to the Kingdom of Gebus, which prohibited the sale of potions of the Fuse Empire.

Aww~!

The distant howl of wolves came from the lonely wilderness, and the robbers who worked as part-time caravans couldn't help but be alert and glanced around, for fear that an extraordinary beast would pop up suddenly.

In the wilderness of the night, fighting against extraordinary beasts is deadly.

"Boss! These grassland green wolves..."

"What are you afraid of! A coward!"

Jack directly interrupted his subordinates: "The howling of the wolf is very far away, and it is not a winter when food is short. The green wolf on the grassland will not attack tricky prey. What are we afraid of?!"

Having said that, Jack was alert to scan the surroundings.

Since he was ambushed and captured, he has deeply understood a truth - be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years.

Aww~!

This unique wolf howl is not the wolf howl of the green wolf on the grassland, but the wolf howl of the werewolf.

Everyone's faces changed, and the sound of the wolf howling was very close, which meant that there were wilderness robbers - zombies nearby.

Sure enough, a group of werewolfs rushed out of the darkness, let out a fierce roar, surrounding the smuggling caravan. The green eyes surrounded by a circle made their scalp numb.

The robbers held the weapon in one hand and reached behind them with the other hand, holding a cold potion. This was the night vision potion purchased by One-eyed Jack for a high price, in order to prevent accidents.

Facing the werewolves, the reason why the robbers did not directly pour the potion was because both sides knew each other.

If you are both bandits and are in the same area, and the two cannot get rid of each other, you can only rely on harmony, reach an agreement, and make a fortune together.

One-eyed Jack jumped off the roof without any hesitation, walked towards the zombies without fear, shouting, "Tony! Come out!"

In the darkness, an extra strong werewolf walked out on the wolf. The wolf let out a threatening growl, staring at the human in front of him greedily, and salivating from the night of the night flowed out from the interlaced canine teeth.

One-eyed Jack ignored the wolf and loudly questioned the werewolf leader behind the wolf: "Why stop my convoy! Didn't the money for the share this month be given to you! Do you want to be shady?!"

On the back of the wolf, the strong werewolf glanced at the human in front of him, and then looked at the convoy behind the humans. The carriage was covered with black cloth and could not see what was on the carriage.

The gnoll's voice was hoarse and unique: "Your car is filled with potions from the Fuse Empire."

One-eyed Jack's face changed, and he didn't understand where the zombie got the information. He said with a hard neck: "What's hit in the car has nothing to do with you! Let your people get out of here! You can still tell the difference every time you are full, um?!"

The werewolf leader ignored the old friend's threat and stretched out one hand and opened his five fingers: "One message, fifty gold coins."

A hint of doubt flashed in one-eyed Jack's eyes. He did not feel murderous intent on the gnoll, and he did not seem to be in trouble when he looked at the gnoll's posture.

"What news! It's worth fifty gold coins?!"

"Your goods, your life," the gnoll was still cold.

Fifty gold coins are quite a lot, enough to sell a house in a small town around, but compared with the goods worth tens of thousands of yuan in the car, fifty gold coins are not worth mentioning.

Jack's tone softened: "You talk about the message first. I will judge whether it is worth fifty gold coins based on the content of the message. Now at this time, you are still afraid that I will not be cheating!"

In the dark night, it is also his own territory, and the werewolves are not afraid of humans being able to make waves. They said, "At the mountain pass on the edge of the wilderness, your mortal enemy of your backing family is blocking you."

Jack's face changed: "What you said is true?!"

"You are questioning the gnoll's sense of smell!"

The leader of the werewolf - Tony Cool said: "I can smell the stinky smell of the Woodson family ten miles away!"

"How could they know we shipped the goods today?" One-eyed Jack's eyes were shady.

"Traitors, you missed the truth, the news leaked, or whatever, but it's not my business."

The gnoll stretched out one hand and made the requesting action: "Give money!"

It has to be admitted that the news is indeed worth fifty gold coins. Jack returned and took out his purse from the car, counted fifty gold coins, and put it into bags and threw it to the zombie.

After catching the flying purse, the werewolf leader weighed it and accepted it with satisfaction.

Just as the one-eyed Jack was struggling with what to do next, the gnoll said again: "Make another deal, can I take you to avoid the enemy, or fifty gold coins."

Jack thought about it and decided to believe in the Gnoll once.

After previous cooperation and current communication, both sides have common interests and have a basis for mutual trust.

While counting gold coins, one-eyed Jack cursed: "You won! You greedy villain!"

The werewolf sarcastically said, "This is the first time I've been called a villain by a robber."

...

Under the leadership of the gnoll, One-Eyed Jack and his party bypassed the ambush circle of the Woodson family and crossed the border of the Kingdom of Gerbus through secret passages.

In the wilderness, the zombies and their gangs looked at the caravan's backs and disappeared into the vast mountains, and the wind blew the manes behind them.

One-eyed Jack and his party disappeared completely. The leader of the gnoll, Tony, turned around and turned to the side. Facing a seemingly ordinary gnoll behind him, he respectfully said: "Master Messenger, the mission is completed."

“You did a great job.”

The boss disguised as an ordinary werewolf nodded proudly: "The Empire will remember the dedication you have made. As long as you have the chance in the future, you will get what you wish."

The gnoll leader's face smiled even more.

Joining the Forse Empire is the dream of most monster races on the continent, Tony is naturally no exception.

He originally wanted to lead the tribe to venture beyond several kingdoms and go to the land that dreamt about the north, but an imperial envoy came to him...
Chapter completed!