Chapter 87 Economics of Utopia

  Charlie did not see the shiny gold coins, which means that the public opinion war will not stop.

  Last week, the goblins splashed their pens.

   Seems to be using up all the brain cells in their little brains.

  Or, they poured all the dirty water they could think of on the Wizards Association.

   Otherwise, those civilians who would not be angry, who only read newspapers for a week, ran to set fire to the association overnight.

  Charlie signed his name on the document sent by the city officials.

  While listening to Harper leading his subordinates, chattering to her.

  To sum up, it is probably: 'baldness', 'inspiration exhausted', 'dirty water is gone'.

   It is conceivable that these 'cute' have made magicians black.

  Charlie put down the quill, leaned on the comfortable seat, picked up the mug she conjured up, and took a sip of sweet tea.

  This sweet and sour black tea developed by Annie is not bad.

   "So, you think there's nothing to write in Friday's paper?"

  The goblins nodded wildly.

  Charlie put down the exquisite teacup and stood up from his seat.

   There is a 'small whiteboard' in the study.

  Charlie picked up the black charcoal bar next to the whiteboard and began to 'teach' the goblins.

   "I'll teach you again."

  The little black dragon on her shoulder opened her mouth slightly.

  He wanted to speak, but held back.

   Goblins are already very 'scary' now, please don't increase their 'dangerous'!

  However, Charlie's classroom has already started.

   "First of all, it is wrong for you to have this kind of thinking that you are reaching your limit!"

   "People...cough, what are the advantages of intelligent races?"

  A goblin raised his hand hesitantly, and tentatively replied: "...wisdom?"

   "Wrong. It is the ability to break through the limits of oneself!"

  The goblins suddenly realized, 'did this bowl of poisonous chicken soup', and recorded it in unison.

  The corner of Heilong's mouth twitched slightly.

  They are already against the sky, how do they want to break through?

  Now a large number of legends on the mainland, headed by the legendary thief Koroy, are said to have cerebral hemorrhage when they see green skins.

   There is no reason.

  In their words, 'the green skin is the original sin'!

  The black dragon raised its paw silently, and slowly raised it to cover his eyes.

  He no longer dared to think...

   "So, this matter is easy to solve." Charlie's little class continued, "First of all, you have to integrate into the public."

   "Uh, what are you going to do?" A goblin asked inexplicably.

   What Charlie taught them at the beginning was: Focus on the big shots, only then will people pay attention to them, and people will want to know their dynamics!

   Obviously, the new statement conflicts with the previous teaching.

  Charlie wrote the word 'big shot' in a stick of charcoal.

   "Obviously, big people have 'traffic', and people want to follow them and want to know what they are talking about.

   So why do they want to know about the big shots? "

  A goblin raised his hand, "For, for bragging when we go to the tavern at night."

   "Yes, because only big people have topicality."

  Charlie draws an arrow with a black charcoal strip after the 'big shot'.

   After the arrow it says 'Little People'.

   “What are the main sources of your newspaper subscriptions?

   are these little people.

  Why do they buy your newspaper?

  In order to chat with others.

  In order to satisfy the vanity in my heart.

   So, what will they say in the bar?

  He reads newspapers, so don’t those people who listen to his bragging don’t?

   Everyone, I also have eyes, why should I listen to your nonsense?

  Because they have to add their own views and opinions. "

  The goblins were all dumbfounded.

  Charlie drew an arrow and wrote 'Goblin' after the little figure.

   "So, you're going back to the 'crowd'. Make a note of what they said that night."

   "Then, write your manuscript based on the 'material' they have 'processed'.

  Are you still worried about your thinking? "

  Finally, Charlie extends the arrow over the goblin word, pointing back to 'big man'.

   A perfect loop.

  May the gods in the sky bless the great man who will be targeted by the goblins in the future!

   Gods behold!

  The green skins swarmed out.

  Charlie silently closed the door.

   "Go all the way...Masters of the Association of Magicians!

  Dedicate your "flesh and blood" to the media world of another world! "

  The dragon scales of the black dragon stood up slightly.

   If he wanted to describe his state of mind at the moment, it would be—it exploded.

  Don't ask why.

  Because the one who wiped the goblins' **** was a certain prince.

  …

  Facts support Charlie's words.

  Limits are used to break through.

  Originally, the goblins themselves thought that the sales of the three issues had reached their peak, and it would be difficult to reach new heights.

   And it turns out.

  The release of "Friday Special Issue" brought the sales chart to another brilliance.

  The ladder is not enough, what should I do?

   Then redraw the drawing!

  It turns out that the horizontal axis is drawn with 10,000 gold coins as a unit.

   But now, it has been changed to 100,000 gold coins.

   Even so, the sales curve skyrocketed.

  …

  In the bar, a burly man stepped on a stool and climbed up to the wine table.

  The owner of the bar, who is covered in meat, raised his finger and pointed at him, "Hey, you bastard, let me down!"

   The adventurer standing on the wine table threw a silver coin over.

  The boss picked up the silver coins and left cursing.

  The adventurer took out a large stack of newspapers. It seemed that he 'contracted' at least a hundred copies.

  The adventurer unwrapped the newspaper bundle and raised it, "The **** who called me nonsense last week, get out of here! Look! Look! I'm right!"

   "The Association of Magicians has already taken refuge behind the scenes, Your Majesty the Evil Dragon God Queen! Check it out! "Friday Special" proves that I am right!"

   There was a commotion in the bar, and the people gathered here were talking a lot.

  …

   The same thing happened in a lot of different towns.

  The goblins cast a wide net and collected a lot of "whimsical ideas" from people who eat melons.

  They counted and wrote down the most widely circulated statements.

   No, it works amazingly well.

  Many adventurers who had been talking nonsense before never thought that they would be plagiarized by goblins.

  They are buying up these 'ideas that come from them'.

  The purpose is to distribute it to those who listen to their bragging.

  To promote and prove your vision.

  For inexplicable vanity, these people buy one hundred or two hundred copies, and then give them to everyone they know.

  Every time a newspaper is sent out, these people will brag about their "wisdom" again and again.

  Then, listen contentedly to acquaintances brag about them.

  …

  The customers were greatly 'satisfied', and the goblins got enough gold coins.

  Think about it, even a town as small as Kapa City has an adventurer's tavern.

  In one country of the Holy Platinum Empire, there are thousands of territories entrusted.

  On average, there are about 3 to 4 small cities in each territory.

  Each tavern will have a 'lottery winning' adventurer.

  On the human side alone, there are three great empires!

   Not to mention the wide business scope of goblins.

  This sales volume...

   No wonder the goblins are redrawing the sales charts!

  Although, Charlie did not ask for a 'consulting fee' this time.

  But the goblins still kindly sent several large boxes of gold coins.

  No one dislikes more money.

   You must know that as McGonagall grows up, every time he asks for "remuneration" from Charlie, it will increase in the way of "Long Xue Geometry".

  Many people also reacted to Charlie, euphemistically expressing whether Mag's behavior of "marking the price" is not very good.

  Charlie was directly blocked back.

   She has to pay for using Mag herself.

  The people of the territory want to use the dragon without paying?

  Impossible, just spit out the gold coins honestly, don’t bother the dragon if you don’t have gold coins.

  The dragon didn't give her a bond of prostitution.

  After putting the gold coins into the warehouse, Charlie casually grabbed a handful and handed them to the black dragon on his shoulder.

  The black dragon turned his head in disdain.

  Well, this 'ugly refusal' posture is pretty standard.

  She didn't know what the black dragon was thinking, otherwise she might have beaten the dragon on the spot.

   "Heh~ McGonagall will have her wages for the next few months." Charlie smiled.

   Speaking of Meg...

  Because Utopia has 'landed'.

   Mag can guard his favorite beach again.

   Enjoying the happy life of a bronze dragon with fine wine, sharks, and counting gold coins, it's simply beautiful.

   It's a pity that the last time two giant dragons fought here, the small sharks in the shallow sea are now gone.

  Longwei still remains.

   Neither crab can be found in the shallow sea area.

   Now to eat sharks, Mag must fly out of the shallow sea to find them.

  The shark meat stocks of the people in the city have already bottomed out.

  In order to get a taste of the soul, the residents of Bella City began to study shipbuilding.

  Because of the hidden danger of sharks in the shallow sea, it was solved by a blessing in disguise.

  Fish and seafood have become the flavors of their table.

  These villagers have become 'freaks' who feel uncomfortable if they don't eat shark meat for a day.

  They even crazily marketed Bella’s specialty shark meat to ‘outsiders’.

   Those who don’t eat shark meat are not authentic ideal countrymen.

  Ghost knows how many words 'MMP' those alien races who hold their noses and eat shark meat that smells like urine have cursed in their hearts.

  While accepting the gold coins given to him by the villagers, Mag used the dragon claws on the stone slab on the ground to write words that only he could understand.

   "Oh, your name is John Boone. You have five sharks. Okay, 10 gold coins for one shark, thank you for your patronage."

   "What? You think it's too expensive?

  Come, come, let me tell you something.

  Can you buy a cow with ten gold coins?

   Can't buy it!

   Then can you buy a sheep?

   Can't buy it either!

   But with me, you can buy a delicious shark!

  Do you know how big the sharks are in the open sea?

   Much bigger than those little things in the shallow sea!

   A shark as big as a lamb!

   Knowing such a shark, how long can you marinate it and eat it?

   Half a month!

   Let me ask you again, do you think the food expenses of ten gold coins for half a month are expensive?

  If it’s expensive, you can still sell shark meat, right? 5 gold coins a catty, look, you can earn a lot! "

  …

   After McGonagall's Dragon Economics teaching ends.

  The villager named John paid fifty gold coins and left in a daze.

   Finished order.

   Mag stood up, put on the interspatial ring he bought from the Cheng Liao Warlock, shook his body, and was ready to go to 'buy'!

  On the sea, a refitted elven sailing ship is quietly approaching the coastline of Bella...

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  (end of this chapter)

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