Douluo's Gourd

Chapter 655: High-end business wars are often plain and simple (2)

The attack on the black market this time ended with much ado about nothing.

Just when everyone thought that the behemoth of this underground world would erupt in rage, it unexpectedly fell into an unusual silence. This strange behavior left many people confused.

The black market side also had a lot of grievances to offer, as the strength displayed by the attacker Wang this time was far beyond their expectations.

Although the black market, as the overlord of the underground world, seems to be in great glory on weekdays, in the eyes of the real strong, this so-called overlord is nothing more than a slave who does dirty work for the major forces.

Of course, this is a biased statement. After all, to be able to stand firm in the dark world for hundreds of years, there must be some hidden cards.

There is no shortage of top-level independent warriors in the black market, and there are even titled warriors, but at this level, the relationship between individuals and forces is equal.

Asking them to help once requires a lot of favors and costs.

This time the losses were incredibly small.

After the logistics personnel surveyed the attack site and counted the property losses caused by the attack, they found that the property losses were approximately 500 gold soul coins, and the most valuable item in the property losses was actually just a safe.

This level of loss can only be found at the end of the attack records among the hundreds of attacks suffered by the black market in the past decade.

For this small loss, he sacrificed a lot of favors and paid a huge price to take revenge on a new noble who had close ties with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and Shrek Academy, and was personally awarded an honor by Emperor Xue Ye.

Not to mention that this young viscount has already transformed his talent into strength. He can remain calm and chat cheerfully in front of Soul Douluo. Even in the entire continent, he can be considered a strong man. Anyone with a normal mind will not take the initiative to offend him.

When doing business, the most important thing is to assess the situation and see things clearly.

After discussion, the black market executives of the Tiandou branch unanimously decided to deal with the matter coldly.

It is not uncommon for the black market to be attacked. After all, it is a place where all kinds of people gather. There is no shortage of crazy people and lawless criminals. An attack occurs every ten days or half a month.

The incident passed quickly without anyone discussing it.

However, the ability and strength demonstrated by Wang Xiaofeng were presented to the desks of the leaders of the major top forces at a secret and rapid speed.

As a top figure grows, the delicate balance maintained by all parties will inevitably be broken and resources will inevitably be redistributed.

No matter how surprised, suspicious or disdainful these people in power may be, it will not affect Wang Xiaofeng who has already brought Nitia back to the Fengzhu Territory.

When he stepped to the front of the stage and manipulated the situation, it showed that he had the confidence to face anything.

...

Taking advantage of the night, Wang Xiaofeng and Nitia Tengyun quietly returned to the territory.

Today, Fengzhuling has become a festive ocean, with bright red color embellishing this young town like lanterns.

In order to thank Wang Xiaofeng for his dedication to the public and to congratulate all the patients who were hospitalized due to the fire on their recovery and discharge, the people of Zhufengling spontaneously organized a bonfire party.

Your family contributes two chickens, my family contributes a bag of rice, those who have no money contribute their labor, and every household contributes to the successful holding of this banquet.

In this festive atmosphere, many people unconsciously forget the previous turmoil.

Most of the current residents of Zhufeng Territory followed in Wang Xiaofeng's footsteps and built the territory bit by bit from scratch into its current appearance.

In their opinion, with the current strength of Fengzhu Territory, no matter how powerful the aristocratic forces in the imperial capital are, they still do not pose much threat to Fengzhu Territory. The reason for this confidence is because of their lord who has never disappointed them.

On the streets of the town, there were long buffets, and the dense flow of people and countless cheers gathered together and reached the sky.

The central square was filled with red sky lanterns, and countless candle flames gathered into bright flames, which reflected on the snow, making the open space exceptionally bright.

This is the most lively moment of the bonfire party.

Wang Xiaofeng pulled Nitia into the crowd, and danced in celebration around the huge bonfire with strangers. Looking at the protagonist of the day who appeared quietly, the laughter in the square became even louder, and the atmosphere of the party quickly reached its climax.

The lord dances with the people. This is considered a heinous act in other noble territories, but it is a very common thing in the Wind-Chasing Territory.

Wang Xiaofeng could laugh and joke with anyone without any airs. Everyone respected this young lord from the bottom of their hearts.

The roaring bonfire and the laughter dispelled the chill of the long night.

Until the bonfire gradually became smaller and the last spark went out, everyone said goodbye reluctantly and returned home.

After the bonfire party, Nitia's interest did not diminish. She was not sleepy at all and took Wang Xiaofeng for a stroll on the sparsely populated street.

"Little lunatic, I want to take back my previous evaluation of you. I originally thought you were a hands-off boss who relied entirely on your subordinates, but now, I underestimated you."

A person who doesn't care about anything will only be sidelined by his subordinates. He will not be loved by the people if he only rules by force.

"The best way to govern is to govern by doing nothing." Wang Xiaofeng was not modest.

He did not like the concentration of power in one person. A truly perfect system did not require a lord or king who dominated everyone.

Instead of expecting an omnipotent lord to solve all problems, it is better for everyone to take a step forward.

When you are poor, you should take care of yourself; when you are rich, you should benefit the world; when you are poor, you should not lose your righteousness; when you are rich, you should not deviate from the right path. This is the pride and integrity engraved in the soul that will never be erased.

However, systems need to adapt to the economic base, and it is most taboo to copy them mechanically, not to mention that the productivity of this era is totally insufficient. The result of forced copying will only be to become a laughing stock in history like a famous emperor named Wang.

So he used the territory as an experimental field and chose a compromise method, delegating most of the power while ensuring a certain degree of power.

He selected talents in an unconventional way, choosing capable and knowledgeable people from slaves and refugees to fill the grassroots departments to help him manage the territory.

Gref didn't understand Wang Xiaofeng's approach, but he didn't object, because even if something went wrong, his boss had enough power to solve it.

Many problems did arise in the early stages of the new system's operation. Power breeds ambition, and there are many problems such as corruption and power-for-sex transactions.

In just one month, the number of people executed and imprisoned exceeded fifty.

But people have a strong ability to adapt. As time goes by, the people in the territory gradually get used to the territory system and new laws that are different from those outside.

Despite some bumps and bruises, the management system still managed to function.

This attack on the territory cannot be said to be all bad. At least it proves that this new system that is adapted to local conditions is feasible at the moment, even if it is not so satisfactory.

"Unfortunately, a small number of people have begun to worship me as a god, which is not a good thing." Wang Xiaofeng said slowly.

Nitia was startled and asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"

Wouldn't it be a good thing to be a respected and loved lord?

"It is best to believe in your own strength. Believing in an illusory god is useless. The spiritual construction work in the territory needs to be strengthened." Wang Xiaofeng's eyes were dim. He didn't say anything else and walked forward.

This may be a good thing in the eyes of others, and people's will can become a trend, but he does not think so. From another perspective, isn't this a kind of "slavishness"?

If believing in gods is really useful, then the gods who have existed across heaven and earth for tens of millions of years would not allow evil gods to enter their backyards and cause trouble, and would not even be willing to bestow divine grace upon them.

"This is obviously very convenient for territory management..." Nitia shook her head, not understanding why she was against this "ancestral law".

But he is a "little madman" after all. Even if one could suddenly read his mind one day, he would probably be dizzy by his jumping thoughts.

With her hands behind her back, Nitia skipped and followed Wang Xiaofeng's steps. Under the diffuse light, their shadows attracted each other and overlapped.

...

The next day.

The snow is white and the trees are covered with snow, as if they were wearing a white wedding dress.

The falling snow was getting heavier, but it did not stop the nobles in the city from driving out and heading towards the suburbs.

There is a very high-end private party today, and the newly-appointed nobles are not even qualified to be invited.

Eden Manor has a history of more than 500 years. This manor located outside Tiandou City has experienced the succession of imperial power and still stands today. This is the largest trading point for medicinal materials in the empire. The storage, transfer and large-scale sales of medicinal materials cannot be avoided here.

Compared to Eden Manor, more people like to call it the Golden Paradise, because in terms of wealth alone, the people in power here are not much inferior to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, which is rich enough to rival a country.

As the owner of Eden Manor, Count Edio's power in Tiandou City can be imagined. Below the emperor are the nobles. After feeding those nobles, he is not afraid of anyone except Emperor Tiandou.

Even though he inherited the title from his ancestors and did not have strong power, the middle and lower-level officials would respectfully address him as the Earl when they saw him.

In the Tiandou Empire, Ediot is definitely a man with great connections.

Recently, a pharmacist accidentally discovered another effect of ecstasy: hallucination. This suddenly pushed this drug, whose price had hardly increased in a hundred years, to the forefront.

Everyone who has tried it says it's good.

Edio immediately saw the huge wealth hidden in the shadow of this drug. This drug was definitely a powerful tool for reaping the wealth of the middle class and the nobility.

There is no way the royal family would let go of such a huge wealth. If he wants to grab a piece of it, he can't do it alone. He needs a large number of allies to be qualified to have a seat at the table.

So today's banquet came about.

Eden Manor covers a large area. Maids walk through the fields in the courtyard, hounds in cages bark loudly, and the manor is fully equipped with trees, lawns, and flowers.

One carriage after another stopped in front of the iron gate of the manor. As a guest, it was obviously impolite to drive into the manor.

Several servants were welcoming the guests. They checked the invitations and politely let them in. However, from their strong muscles, thick calluses on their hands and the occasional fierce glances, it was obvious that they were not proper waiters.

In the dark, Edio's thugs were chatting.

"It's such a cold day, standing guard outside is torture. I really envy the brothers on duty indoors."

"Indeed, who dares to come to the manor to cause trouble? There are not enough lives to spare."

While they were talking and laughing, they did not notice that the hot air exhaled from their mouths and noses, mixed with some invisible blue mist, was inhaled back into their bodies.

Two thinly dressed people passed by them, clearly out of place among the nobles who were passing by in expensive fur coats. However, neither the waiter who was responsible for checking the invitations nor the sentry who was standing guard in secret reacted and allowed them to enter the manor.

As you enter the gate, the first thing that catches your eye is the winding corridor, with flowers and green trees on both sides, as if you have traveled through time and space back to midsummer.