Seven Hundred and Thirteen Is to Complain

In terms of the fragility of the city, the cities of Alan Hill that have entered the modernization are actually more fragile than the devil's city.

Because these cities in Alan Hill have more populations, denser buildings, and many infrastructures that demon cities do not have.

For example, electricity and the Internet are all new gadgets that are completely absent in the devil city. The demons only have power generation equipment obtained from the puppet empire in their factories, and many of their factories don't even have lighting equipment to maintain production at night.

Of course, compared to the devil's city, the city of Alan Hill is safer. Because they already have the ability to defend against the enemy outside the country, and the peripheral defense of Alan Hill can already ensure that their hinterland is sufficiently safe.

In a huge city that is safe enough, a group of businessmen with clear hands and eyes are complaining about a stack of photos obtained from internal channels.

In their opinion, the things in these photos are all very valuable and good things. But these things are disappearing now, disappearing little by little before their eyes.

In the spacious meeting room, in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, these well-dressed nobles have never experienced the cruelty of war at all.

In their eyes, war is a business, a business that can be profitable as long as it is well operated.

Since it is a profitable business, it must have sufficient profits. Now, when they learn that the profits they may obtain are constantly decreasing, they can imagine the difference in mood.

As the aristocratic chaebols of Alan Hill, the lives of these people are far from being as glamorous as they appear on the surface.

Take Desaier, the richest man in the empire other than the royal family, as an example. The cash he can use immediately now seems to be less than that of the patriarch of the Longtate family before.

Rich people quickly invest their funds in more new projects and in expanding production...

Like most businessmen in the 21st century, after Alan Hill's financial industry became active and before Alan Hill's "Mifu coupons" were converted into gold coins on a large scale, these Alan Hill Compared with their huge net worth, the cash in their hands is pitifully small.

What this group of people face when they wake up every day is not how many gold coins they have received from the interest on their deposits, but how much interest has been added to the bank loans they owe...

"Damn it, these demonic cities can be clearly judged just by looking at the photos, and they are even more advanced than some so-called cities in the south.

"The middle-aged man, whose clothes are simple and unpretentious, is a fine handicraft with a mournful expression on his face.

Compared to those backwaters that have been cleansed by demon massacres, these demonic cities that seem to have some infrastructure are obviously better investment targets.

If it can be proven that demons can be tamed, these capitalists are even willing to use these cheap workers to produce some daily necessities with little profit.

It's a pity that His Majesty the Emperor didn't order an experiment to test the feasibility of taming demons, nor did he have the slightest intention to keep demons as a consumer group.

Judging from His Majesty's order, this wise, courageous and wise monarch is now preoccupied with opening up a completely human colony in the Demon Realm.

He wants to cruelly destroy the entire demon group, and then transfer the population to the vast land of the demon world, so as to eliminate the empire's debt.

However, this obviously violates the interests of some merchants. Whether it is to develop a new market, have more workers, or eat the interest of the empire's loans, for these merchants, it is a benefit.

"They have an industrial foundation, at least we don't have to worry about the factory..." Another businessman lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth and complained: "They are all good things that can be recycled."

The old man sitting next to him rubbed his fingers over the gems in his wallet, and shook his head with regret: "It's a pity that our army is destroying these valuable things. If they can occupy these facilities intact, we can at least save a lot of money to develop new ones." The city's infrastructure costs."

A middle-aged man on the side seemed to have given up on this, sighed and asked back: "What can we do? Let His Majesty take back his order? Accept the surrender of those damned demons?"

"If we do this, it is very likely that we will become the enemy of all mankind. The war in the demon world is a battle of revenge for us humans. How can we let those sinful demons go?" The first nobleman who spoke was obviously not optimistic about what they said hoped direction of development.

"Yes, they are our enemies. Only by eradicating all of them can the whole world be restored to peace." The words of the two aroused the approval of other merchant nobles, and several of them nodded, agreeing with this view.

"But looking at these destroyed facilities... I really feel distressed." But the smoking noble businessman was still very sorry.

"Shut up, unless His Majesty changes his words, otherwise, even accepting the surrender of a demon will be impossible." The old man who had long been accustomed to having only one voice in this country yelled.

He has seen too many upstarts and old acquaintances reduced to powder under the iron fist of His Majesty the Emperor. There used to be people who were richer and more powerful than him, but because they couldn't see the situation clearly, they have now become the background board of history and completely disappeared in this magnificent era.

The older the world, the less courageous he is. Now he just wants to grow his family cautiously and follow the tide of the times to make a good fortune. As for those thoughts of courting death, he really never thought about it.

"Although we have our own power in many aspects, in the army, His Majesty's orders are still unambiguous." The man with a cigarette grumbled, venting his dissatisfaction.

But that's all he had the courage to do. When he walked out of this room, he would definitely deny that he had said these words.

"Ha, it seems that in other respects, His Majesty's orders are not the same." It's a pity that even in this room, there are many people who don't give him face. Blooming red, wanting to refute but not daring to speak too much.

In fact, in the face of such a powerful emperor as Chris, no one dares to say that he is really capable of carrying the anger of His Majesty the Emperor. The family was destroyed directly.

"Forget it, we're just complaining and complaining. We can only publish the memorial after His Majesty's visit, suggesting that His Majesty agree to accept the surrender of some demons..." The first nobleman who spoke concluded resignedly.