Politics is a complex game. New ·

In Deep Water City, no one is the master of the city. Even the nobles who rule here have to make concessions and compromises when facing the evil forces in the underground world. No one can do things without any worries unless he wants to be enemies with everyone.

Struggle and compromise are the essence of this kind of game!

When the special tobacco from the Blood Hand Gang spread rapidly in this port city, these giants keenly smelled the smell of interests and the smell of blood. This cheap and practical spell material absorbed a large amount of Jindler in a very short time, which can be said to be an amazing wealth. More than 500 pounds of goods were drifted in the market and were digested without a trace.

If it were somewhere else, it might not be so smooth, but Deep Water City is different.

It is a maritime hub in the entire south. Every day, it is filled with a large amount of supplies. Merchant ships from all directions, from all walks of life and all kinds of cultures transfer their goods here to supplement supplies.

Every businessman is eager to fill his cabin and return to his hometown with wealth.

Feiren is not without hallucination plants. Blue Demon Powder is a spell casting material that is widely popular among mages. It not only brings full sense of excitement and hallucination, but also temporarily improves intelligence and charm. Even the side effects are extremely minor. The only disadvantage is that it is expensive!

Death is expensive, death is expensive!

There is no most expensive item in inheriting the secret magic items, only more expensive. This scarce spell material can make a low-level mage bankrupt, and being addicted to the blue demon can make the king sell his crown.

In addition, hallucinogenic agents include pain water, modin tea, etc., but none of them can be as cheap as special tobacco, and the price is incredibly low. One Jindler can buy a pound and then suck it happily. This plant has no special environmental requirements and no strict cultivation conditions.

A low-level druid can plant a large piece.

It is an important economic crop that strengthens the country and enriches the people, and it is related to the foundation of the country! In less than twenty years, on every piece of land in the Feren continent, anyone with a little money can lie on their own bed, swallowing the clouds and enjoying this cheap happiness.

It can create countless economic benefits, and it will become the most important spice on the sea road. Yes, this cheap and 'harmless' tobacco is regarded by many as a spice gifted by the gods. Even the priest of the good god who is most hostile to the order of the hallucinating objects has to admit that the harm to the body of this tobacco is really not worth mentioning.

Compared to other dangers on the Feren continent, a little addiction is just a little addicted. A withdrawal reaction can be quit ten or eight times a day, and it is gentle like the comfort of a god.

Many pastors of the Gods of Chaos have used this spice in rituals, such as the Lady of Joy, and its efficacy has been well received. Some Gods of Chaos even encourage believers to accept these things to enhance the spiritual communication between believers and gods.

In fact, most of the first tobacco ordered this special tobacco were temples, and they would use these things in assembly and prayer rituals, and some pastors would also use them in their private prayers in order to integrate with God in the dark and feel the Word of God.

Chen Ang admired these psychology masters who are proficient in self-hypnosis and hypnosis. With this special spice, their self-hypnosis efficiency has been effectively improved, and people sighed: Since ancient times, they have been paired with charlatans! And quickly launched a special version of special spices, using more complex and cumbersome formulas and more gorgeous packaging to slaughter this group of fat sheep.

For the past few days, every morning, the Deepwater City will wake up in the clouds and mist. In the noble area, the extravagant nobles have begun to burn these spices in their mansions, making them scented and floating like in their dreams. This prosperous scene makes every businessman who comes to Deepwater City amazed.

"It's really a 'dream city'!" The insider exclaimed.

"What a sin city!" Chen Ang looked at the city covered in smoke and said expressionlessly.

Not everything in this world was expected by him, just as he would never think of the praise of this special medicine from the Feren continent. The druid was delighted by it, the wizard regarded it as a treasure, and even the gods blessed it! The dwarf loved it, mixed it with tobacco in the mine, the elves loved it, and let out illusions in meditation.

When Chen Ang saw the special tobacco being traded openly in the streets and alleys, his subordinates ran around like a businessman, bargaining, and saw the slums smiling happily, sweeping away the numbness and decadence of the past. They planted tobacco on all the land they could plant and dried tobacco in front of and behind the house.

I saw children from the slums holding dry tobacco leaves in rough wooden boxes, running around the streets and alleys, avoiding tax officials, and selling tobacco to the people in the city. I saw young people from the slums rushing to join the Blood Hand Gang, which they were originally very afraid of, and fought with the enemy gangs in order to protect their tobacco leaves.

Chen Ang had to admit that he had far underestimated Feiron's sin and depravity.

Although the process was a bit strange and twisted, Chen Ang finally achieved his goal. The villains of the Blood Hand Gang still walked in the streets and alleys with daggers and poisons in their arms. However, they no longer hid in the shadows and were doing sneaky activities, but instead went openly and went out in the commercial places of Deep Water City, confronting merchants in obscure language.

The new force with Lek as his hand is dressed like a gentleman, and his words and deeds are like a nobleman. They imitate the feeling that Chen Ang brought them in a young way, and the supplementary power in the slums is also receiving the strictest training in the harsh environment. They will be familiar with their daggers as if they are familiar with their lovers.

A large net that can be controlled spreads outward from the slums little by little, and the end of this large net is in Chen Ang's hands, bringing him rights and threats.

"The whole city is observing and waiting, like jackals spying on lambs, guarding against each other and reaching a fragile and short-term balance, and soon these predators will pounce on us who have great interests!" Lec's expression was serious, and he held his hand and received warnings from different channels.

"Then they will find out who is the jackal!" Chen Ang smiled, turning his right index finger to symbolize the ring that symbolizes power and tokens.

"Many people are waiting for our expression! Your Excellency!" Lek couldn't help saying: "It's not that no one is on our side. The enemy of the Thieves Guild, and some other organizations hope to reach a certain scope of cooperation with us."

"What are they looking forward to?" Chen Ang asked with a smile: "This world is complex and checks and balances. Every behemoth has enough constraints around it, because the world is balanced, and the other end of the chip must have an equal amount of weights, and every existence has its own checks and balances."

"This is politics! Through this game, we can use this balance, just like a goblin stepping between two behemoths, wandering around to maintain balance and stability, selling most of the interests, protecting the part that we can eat. Then struggle in the coming storm, using all our strength, paying all the price, and surviving."

"Then the organization became stable and stronger!" Chen Ang spread his hands and looked into Lek's eyes.

"Yes, sir! This is the price we must endure and pay!" Lek mustered up the courage and bit his lower lip.

Chen Ang showed a playful smile and looked at him quietly with a look that Lek could not figure out. In the air, the sound of Chen Ang hitting the walnut table one after another. It was very obvious in the quiet room.

In this suffocating silence, Lek's mind went blank, and he had to concentrate his spirit on his pulse and feel the powerful beating again and again.

One, two, three...

A long sigh came from his ear, as if a bottomless cry made Lek's fear uncontrollably control him, causing him to almost collapse to the ground.

After sighing, Chen Ang's calm voice was: "Lek! Lek! What illusion is it that makes you think that I am a person who needs patience? Is it my usual tolerance and low-keyness, or my overly kind style? Or are those provocations and rumors that affect your judgment?"

A steady and powerful hand was placed on his shoulder. Chen Ang gently pushed open the back door of the secret room and walked forward along the long passage. Soon a hot red river appeared in front of Lek.

Above the lava river, the muscular ogre held a sledgehammer and slammed the steel plate on his hands one after another, and a round axe the size of a human head, revealing its prototype. In the lava river, the goblins and the kobolds pushed the ore into the blazing earth fire, and the steel was collected along the conduit into the huge blast furnace.

Lek saw that a furnace of pure steel was poured out from it, and the huge steel ingots were ravaged by a water press hundreds of feet high like dough. The steel plate was rolled out by heavy hammers. The huge machinery drove hundreds of thousands of pounds of casting heads and impacted the steel plate.

The hard plate armor was cast out in one piece, and the exquisite weapons were piled in the corners without any money.

Tens of thousands of goblins, urging by some goblins sprayed with blue smoke, injected black unknown potions into their bodies, with burrs and frosted armor, tied up on them in a mess. In the distance, a mixed army of ogres and kowtowers, holding various pure steel weapons, and the brutal aura rages in the smelter.

Lek held his breath as he watched. He stared nervously at the orderly but mad and wanton army of evil in the field. He had even forgotten that he had come in openly and instinctively shrank in a corner that could bring him a sense of security.

He heard clearly, and Chen Ang whispered: "We are not the passive one! Lek, you should know what to do!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!