Chapter 279 Betting on a Better Future!

After discussing some things about the ‘protection fee’ with Ziben, Stoby suddenly had an idea and asked with a frown:

“There is a problem. If we want to achieve the established benefits, we must first prove that we have the strength.”

Those nobles and merchants are very shrewd. If they cannot prove that they have the strength to escort, then no matter how low the price is, others will not agree.

Hearing Stoby's doubts, Ziben smiled confidently, obviously he had already prepared:

"Have you heard of the 'N series detector'?"

"N series" Stoby frowned slightly, thought for a while before uncertainly saying:

"It seems to be a navigation detector launched by the Empire. You can exchange it for N01 or N02 by using merit points in the Explorers Association."

"Yes." Ziben smiled confidently and explained in detail:

"The maximum detection range of N02 is 20 kilometers, which is a purely mechanical device. The N03 detector was designed by Orianna, using magic cubes as energy, and the detection range is close to 200 kilometers."

"200 kilometers"

Stoby's face flashed a trace of surprise. If this detector really has this function, then they can rely on the detector alone to avoid 99% of pirates in advance.

The convenience is self-evident.

As far as the current situation is concerned, most pirate gangs are still using wooden sailboats.

When sailing on the sea, you need to rely on your naked eyes to find your target. It is only because the number of pirates and merchant ships is large enough that the frequent incidents of looting and burning ships occur.

"But." Stoby hesitated, "It's not cost-effective to buy this kind of detector for those small merchant ships."

Ziben shook his finger: "This is for you."

"N03 detectors can be customized. Give a small shopping mall a detection beacon, and you can mark the key points on the detection instrument. About 20 N03s are needed to cover the entire route."

Stoby widened his eyes: "20 N03s!! Then at least 20 fleets will be needed for escort, which is not a small expense."

"As long as there are people, the Empire can provide warships, which are better than those iron ships." Ziben rubbed his right thumb and index finger, "Of course, the price will not be cheap."

When Stoby heard this, the problems he was worried about were no longer a problem, so he let go and said frankly:

"Money is not a problem. Everything we do is for the Empire!"

".That's right." Ziben agreed and rolled his eyes.

For an imperial fanatic like Stoby, he was very helpless while sighing in his heart.

The Empire is for a thousand-year plan, and it is constantly bleeding without annexing other countries.

Now Stobby and Sarah may be loyal to the Empire, but how much loyalty will remain after a few generations?

So in his opinion, it is better to form a habit of interest binding for such things.

And the people stationed in Bilgewater cannot be sent by Noxus, and those people should have nothing to do with Noxus.

Even the relationship with the power holders in the Empire should not be so close.

After Ziben returned to the Empire last time, he talked to his father once, and it was that time that he understood a little.

Under the deliberate control of His Majesty Ryan, the Empire is slowly transforming.

In the past, Noxus used force to obtain everything it wanted.

And now Noxus is more inclined to boil the frog in warm water, slowly absorbing the national strength of other regions to strengthen itself.

Collect the world's talents, gather the essence of heaven and earth, obtain the essence of all things, and be called the Supreme of All Ages.

This is the ideal Noxus Empire of His Majesty Ryan.

It is precisely because more and more people have realized this that the empire's execution and cohesion have become higher and higher.

Who doesn't expect their empire to achieve great things?

At least Ziben knows in his heart that he can't resist the temptation engraved in history.

"Oh, right!" Ziben thought of something he didn't say, and added: "Don't forget to secretly support those relatively weak pirates."

"Why is that?" Stobby was puzzled.

Ziben frowned in disdain: "If the route is not messed up, how can you get more money?"

"Well, it makes sense, but will it be discovered?" Stobby looked a little hesitant and worried.

"Of course, so we have to set up the Doom Tavern, and those merchants and nobles will give rewards. At that time, those bounty hunters will naturally work diligently and conscientiously to kill those pirates." Ziben said.

"This has nothing to do with us. They just gave us their heads and pirate flags."

"Use your brain, how can it have nothing to do with us?"

Ziben knocked on his head and said helplessly:

"Who cares how these pirates died? In the end, we took them to those people to exchange for money. This is our sincerity."

".This."

Stobby hesitated and finally said nothing.

It's not that he is stupid, but he has never seen such an operation. It is obvious that they hired someone to rob the merchant ship and took the bulk of the goods.

After that, they have to kill the pirates and take those heads to the merchants to exchange for bounties.

Isn't this too immoral?

"Hey, I said you are not thinking about justice. Let's not talk about the fact that we are not Demacians. We are all pirates, and we are still talking about this?" Ziben looked at Stobby with a suspicious face.

"No, how is it possible!"

Stobby waved his hands and prevaricated:

"I'm just wondering, if this goes on, will the number of pirates decrease, so that those merchants and nobles will not be willing to pay."

If the route is too safe, who will be willing to pay the protection fee?

"Yes, this is a good question!"

Ziben nodded with satisfaction, and even looked at Stobby unexpectedly.

Soon, he heard Ziben clapping his hands, and thought: "This problem is also easy to solve!"

"Uh, how to solve it?" Stobby widened his eyes.

He really just asked casually just now, but he didn't expect Ziben to even think of a solution.

Facing the curious eyes, Ziben answered casually:

"Then let this route be chaotic all the time."

"How chaotic?"

Stobby asked, he really couldn't think of anyone who would do a losing business, pirates will die in the future, the safety factor is basically 0, who would be willing to be a pirate.

"Without pirates, can't you let people pretend to be pirates?" Ziben looked smug.

"Disguised by our own people?" Stobby was even more confused, "But don't we want to exchange them for bounties?"

Our own people killing our own people, how can this be played?

"It's normal for ships to be destroyed and people to die in a naval war. Get some cheap wooden sailboats, hang pirate flags, and sink them in front of some people."

Ziben continued:

"As for pirates, how can you be a pirate if you don't kill people? Kill everyone you see when you rob, and don't leave any evidence. Of course, it's okay to leave evidence."

"What does that mean? Wouldn't it be exposed if you leave evidence?" Stobby asked in confusion.

Ziben sighed: "As long as they don't go too far, can they still kill you at sea?"

"That's right!" Stobby's face lit up.

After listening to Ziben's long speech, he had enough confidence in the future development of Bilgewater.

This is a golden trade route that will definitely create greater profits for the empire.

At the same time, Ziben was thinking about another thing.

He remembered that because of the rapid development of mechanical technology recently, batches of ships built by the empire were waiting to be eliminated.

The earliest batches of scrapped products were obviously a loss to be treated as steel.

In the future, the sea situation will change, and Bilgewater should need a lot of ships.

But we can't give all of them to Bilgewater, otherwise there will be too few ships to handle.

At that time, give Stobby some ships of better quality, and then sell the inferior ships to pirates, Demacia or Piltover through the black market.

Well. This is perfect!

Ziben thought to himself, and nodded his chin with satisfaction. With this achievement, his father's status should be able to be raised.

I heard that the two vice presidents of the empire have completed the magic leap, and their strength has been raised to the same level as the gods.

I don't know if there will be a chance for him or his father to take the turn in the future.

Well, anyway, for the rise of the empire, let's start with making money!

At this moment, Ziben's eyes also ignited the same passion as Stobby.

Ionia, Port of Lion.

Sett, tall and muscular, took a big step and walked into the arena that he was very familiar with again.

No mistakes, just read it in the 6-9 book bar!

But unlike usual, his identity has changed a little this time.

He was no longer walking towards the resting seat for the players, but walking up the stairs step by step.

Sett's eyes narrowed slightly, and the maids and servants lowered their bodies along the way, with awe on their faces.

Sett's eyes swept through them one by one without any lingering feelings. Being looked up to and attracting much attention was a feeling he had never experienced before.

It was not because they were afraid of his strength, or they worshipped his violence.

These servants simply became in awe of his change of identity.

"The taste of power is so wonderful!"

Sett could clearly feel that every time he took a step higher, it was like saying goodbye to the humble self in the past.

Even if he was good at fighting with his fists, he was just a thug in the arena.

But now, with just a simple sentence from Hollen, he became the master of the arena.

It was so easy that it made him feel a little unreal.

After stepping over the last step, even in the dazzling sunlight, Sett still tried to open his eyes wide and looked at the completely different scenery.

He was now on the highest stone platform in the arena, where only the dignitaries could sit.

And now, he himself has become one of these people.

"This way."

Horen was wearing an administrative officer's uniform and stood upright on the stands.

Sett walked over with a calm face and watched the gladiators fighting below with Horen.

According to his previous habits, he would first observe the strength of the two men.

But now he stood on the high platform and looked down at the two people fighting below. It seemed that he didn't need to make any judgments at all, and he could judge that the two gladiators were like ants.

This feeling made Sett very unfamiliar. It was not from the recognition of his own strength, but just something brought by a change of position and identity.

"I am familiar with your eyes. When Your Majesty took me to the top of the mountains, your eyes were exactly the same as yours." There was a smile in Hollen's eyes.

"Your Majesty?" Seti was a little confused.

"The current ruler of the Noxian Empire, the Speaker of the Trifaree Council, the most powerful wizard in the world, His Majesty Ryan Meredith." Horen said a long list of titles without hesitation.

Ryan Meredith

Sett was familiar with this name. Not to mention the changes he made to this land, Zhao Xin, who also came from the arena, became famous because of his association with him.

"Have you seen that person?" Sett said.

Seeing Sett's interest in Ryan, Horen smiled and said with emotion:

"He is a man of unparalleled talent in ancient and modern times. No one has ever been able to match him, and there may not be anyone in the future."

"I heard that he lost once." Sett said bluntly.

Horen's high evaluation surprised him a little.

But somehow, he also felt dissatisfied.

The future king of Ionia.

This is Horen's evaluation of his future, but it is far inferior to that crown.

"He lost once, in the nearby Placidum."

Horen glanced at Sett, his mouth slightly raised, and frankly told of that failure.

"But since then, he has never lost again. And, do you know why he lost?"

"I don't know. I heard that they held on for a long time, but were still defeated by Ionia." Sett said calmly.

Since his debut in the arena, he has not lost a game, so naturally he doesn't know what failure feels like.

He has always known that if he loses, it will be the time of his death.

Horen shook his head and said with emotion: "Your Majesty and His Excellency the Grand Commander, the two led their war groups and bravely resisted almost the entire Ionia, and even attracted the Soul of Ionia to take action personally."

Sett's brows frowned slightly. He didn't know how strong the entire Ionia was, but he also understood how incredible that power was.

As for the Soul of Ionia, he was born in Ionia and knew it very well.

All Ionians believe that the First Earth has its own consciousness, and that consciousness with divine power is called the Soul of Ionia.

With the power of a war group to counter such a power, Sett can imagine the strength of that Crown.

But.

Sett smiled, and his eyes flashed with excitement and passion.

If that Crown can do it, why can't he?

Standing on the high platform, Sett inexplicably felt a sense of pride in his heart.

As a man who stands tall and upright, he should stand out!

He, Sett, will prove this with his fists.

"From the look of you, you should be dissatisfied." Hollen smiled gently. "The Empire judges power by strength. As long as you use your strength to gain great achievements, even if you are the Crown, you may not be without hope."

"Strength?"

Sett grinned, and his fists slammed together fiercely, making a bang.

Using strength to gain power is just what he likes.

The fight below was coming to an end, and the audience cheered loudly for the winner, and the venue was filled with enthusiasm.

Taking advantage of the restlessness and enthusiasm of the environment, Hollen added fuel to the fire:

"The people who came today are all radicals among the Vastaya who recognize the Empire. It depends on you how far you can go."

"Hahahaha! Just what I want!"

Seti's eyes shone brightly, and he took two steps forward, making his tall and burly body appear in front of all the audience.

He took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted loudly like thunder:

"Everyone. Be quiet!!!"