Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 102 The Change of the Mountain Giant

"The Principality of Heaton protested to the Grand Duke of Boren, asking us to increase the price of cotton and linen textiles."

Earl Johnson, who was much more energetic than three years ago, sat at a long table and reported on the documents in his hands. The compact and passionate life seemed to make him much younger.

Floris, who was tricked by Ron into signing a contract to manage the territory at the head of the long table, curled her fingers boringly around her recently dyed four-color hair.

Hearing Johnson's speech, Floris said: "Then raise the price of cotton cloth. It's still the same thing. It's [-]% lower than the price of their local cotton cloth. Those small handicraft workshops will not be able to afford to close down."

Relying on the advantages of fast production speed, large production volume, and high quality, Black Rock City has now monopolized the cloth and paper industries in neighboring countries, and those traditional handicraft workshops are vulnerable to industrialized assembly lines.

The Duchy of Lamington, which was originally dumped by Black Rock City, has now been completely reduced to the raw material production site of Black Rock City.

The Boren Civil War ended. The Grand Duke Lamington originally wanted his country's merchants to occupy all the markets of the Boren Principality, but he did not expect that his country would be reverse-dumped by the ridiculously low prices of Blackstone Town commodities.

Profit-seeking merchants transported cheap goods back to Lamington, forcing the cloth, paper, and clothing produced by the handicraft workshops to also drop in price, but the market share was still squeezed and kept shrinking. Eventually they had to declare bankruptcy.

These merchants bought cotton at a premium and shipped it to Black Rock City, causing nobles and self-cultivators who had a large amount of land to replant the land to cotton.

The grown cotton flows to the steam spinning factory in Black Rock City in the west of the Principality of Boren, and then becomes cloth or clothes again and flows to the surrounding countries.

During this process, the wealth in the hands of the nobles and self-cultivators of the Duchy of Lamington has continued to increase, and the common people can also buy goods at a lower price. Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

The nobles had more gold coins and held banquets to celebrate the cotton growing better and better in the fields, and to celebrate with the rich fools in Black Rock City who kept buying and never lowered the price.

It's just that grain, vegetables, and livestock seem to be getting more and more expensive recently, but the nobles don't care, and the money they make is much more than the price increase of grain.

After completely capturing the market of the Principality of Lamington, Black Rock City began to turn its targets to the Principality of Heaton to the south of the Principality of Boren and the Kingdom of Fasciti to the north.

The Principality of Heaton, whose handicraft manufacturing industry collapsed rapidly during the dumping, has already lodged a protest with the Grand Duke of Boren.

However, the larger Fasciti Kingdom has enough population to digest these commodities without unduly affecting the prices of local handicraft workshop commodities, so it can obviously support the commercial offensive of Black Rock City for a long time.

The nobles of the Principality of Boren originally wanted to profit from growing cotton, but Vener Gogg, the Grand Duke of Boren, who had been warned by Long in advance, strictly forbade all the land of the nobles to be used to grow cotton, and could only be used to produce food.

This ban aroused the dissatisfaction of the fief nobles at first, but in front of the grand duke who had been crowned in the war, they did not have enough confidence to resist his order.

Later, the price of grain in the Duchy of Lamington increased, allowing them to grow grain and profit, so they no longer asked the Grand Duke to revoke the decree banning cotton cultivation in the noble council from time to time.

Today's Black Rock City relies on industrial production and has become the most prosperous city in the Principality of Bolun.

A series of flat avenues for caravans have been built, and countless people can more easily flock to Black Rock City.

In just three years, the civilian and floating population of Black Rock City has reached 60, and the urban area has expanded several times.

Thanks to the prestige and strong execution methods of the Lord's Hall, the expansion, demolition and reconstruction of the city were well planned. The city did not appear crowded or congested. On the contrary, the roads were open and tidy, and the houses were neat and orderly.

In today's Black Rock City, as long as you work hard, you can earn a high salary. You only need to go to the Lord's Hall, choose a house in the newly built urban area, pay the down payment in advance, and pay the housing loan every month, and you can become a glorious Citizens of Blackstone City!
The current Black Rock City has become the true "Land of Hope" that everyone in the Principality of Bolun knows and yearns for.

After Earl Johnson sat down, the big figures in the eyes of the citizens spoke and reported one by one, but they all talked about issues related to business or city management.

Floris had listened to these things over and over in this position for three years, and now she was so bored that she wanted to yawn.

The people at the long table reported around, and after no one continued, Glengo suddenly said: "I found a hill giant going south in the north of the Storm Mountain Range."

"Just wipe it out like before." Fluris yawned.

Glengo shook his head: "It's different from the hill giants discovered in the past few years. There are as many as [-] hill giants that went south."

"Eight hundred?"

Floris immediately came to her senses, and the others also frowned.

In the past three years, Black Rock City discovered five times of hill giants heading south, the number ranging from a few dozen to more than a hundred, and each time the family army directly wiped out these hill giants.

But this time there were a total of [-] hill giants, which seemed extremely unusual.

"What's wrong with these hill giants, why are they always running south?"

Floris said: "It's up to Glengo to contact Scar and the leaders of the family army. If necessary, you can bring the newly made weapons with you and test their power."

"Yes, agent." Glengo said respectfully.

The quarterly regular meeting ended, and Floris walked into the waiting carriage with tall, long legs, and rode in the carriage towards Dragon's Nest Town at the foot of the Storm Mountain Range. This was for the convenience of management. The name given to that family town.

Across the large tracts of reclaimed farmland, the harvest moon is approaching, and golden waves of wheat are surging in the farmland.

But Floris's mind had already drifted elsewhere, thinking about whether she should change her outfit or add a few more colors to her hair.

The carriage drove into Dragon's Nest Town and passed the wide street near Longen's Dragon's Nest. Floris looked at the still closed Dragon's Nest full of resentment.

"Leave me here to be busy, but go to sleep by yourself, damn it!"

Just when Floris was about to look back, the elemental energy gathered near the dragon's nest suddenly fluctuated violently, rushing towards the dragon's nest quickly.

A terrifying and powerful dragon power swept across Longchao Town, as if announcing the awakening of a certain existence.

Two real dragons, one red and one white, flew from a distance and lowered their heads in front of the dragon's nest.

There was a long moan of stretching the body in the dragon's nest, followed by the sound of broken stones falling after hard objects collided with rocks, and then...

"Boom—"

The dragon's nest has collapsed...

Onlookers, Fluris, two real dragons, one red and one white, and the family who were attracted by the attention: "..."

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(End of this chapter)