Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 16 Studying Journalism

The air after the rain was filled with the smell of earth, and Drogo knew that it was the fart of actinomycetes.

The tall chimney of the factory in front of me was spewing white smoke. It was not Lekewu, but the condensation of high-temperature water vapor.

The fuel burns quite fully, so it's hard to make a fuss about environmental pollution.

Drogo took out a small notebook and on one page was written "Alternative plan to take down the medicine seller."

Cross out "Marketing an Environmentalist Girl" in the first line.

That’s right, the owner of the factory in front of us is Lagu Coleman, the man who makes pirated yo-yos.

His background has been clearly revealed by Zhuo Er.

In a way, it's legendary.

When he was a child, he grew up on the streets and was involved in gangs. He was responsible for running errands and carrying goods. There, he met a druid who owed gambling debts, and they started a business of selling fake medicine together.

It's unethical but not completely so. The medicines they sell are useless but not harmful either.

After saving some money, he expanded his business into smuggling, reselling defective equipment, printing pirated books, and doing everything. His business grew bigger and bigger, and after the industrialization of steam engines, he bet on pharmaceutical factories and took off directly.

However, after making a lot of money, he still couldn't forget those small gray businesses, and even now he pirated yo-yos.

A drow emerged from the shadows. "We have already explored the interior of the factory. He is a fifth-level ranger. He has hired four guards, two barbarians, a monk, and a warlock. The highest level is only ninth level."

"What are you waiting for? Let's tear down the factory!" Aisha's tone was full of excitement.

"Okay then, go ahead."

“How can I demolish the factory?”

"You are the evil dragon and I am the evil dragon? How can you be so violent at such a young age? And why did you follow me?"

"Look at Drogo burning down the apothecary factory!" Elsa's eyes lit up.

Drogo rolled his eyes. This poor kid must have been under too much pressure lately and always wanted to destroy something.

Using force was not an option for Drogo. First of all, this factory was the source of livelihood for many workers. If it was destroyed, too many innocent people would be affected.

Secondly, Sauron had done him a favor, and it was not appropriate to engage in violent activities in someone else's city.

He was also envious of the technology and equipment in the factory. Not to mention the pharmaceutical manufacturing, the yo-yos they made were no different from the genuine ones. If he could bring the factory down and then acquire it, the yo-yo production could be transferred here and the goblin labor force could be freed up.

Drogo looked at the second item in the notebook, "The whole scandal." If the potion here was found to be problematic, it would not be solved by just bowing and apologizing.

This pharmaceutical factory mainly produces therapeutic drugs, which account for 70% of the total output and are also the type of drugs with the highest market demand.

At this moment, another drow emerged from the shadows, a priestess.

"I have found the formula for the treatment drug, the documents registered with the Patent Office, and the experimental reports during research and development. I have sorted out the areas where there is room for improvement."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Drogo opened the recipe first.

"The formula contains Taro fruit, which is most commonly used as animal feed. Hmm... I'm going to find someone to write an article. Let me write down the topic first: 'The therapeutic potion contains Taro fruit. Currently, most of the Taro fruit sellers are animal feed merchants, who say they don't recommend human consumption.'"

Then take out the lab report.

"During the development process, we tried hellhound blood, but it was later eliminated. Hiss... Remember one more thing, 'Shocking! The birth of the healing potion is actually related to hell. Is there any safety risk?' Make sure to add "Shocking" in the title."

Finally, he looked through the documents of the Patent Office. It must be said that the Patent Office was very rigorous. Even the drow who often engaged in conspiracy and intrigue could not find any problems. But Drogo's experience was not comparable to that of these underground elves. He read the documents from beginning to end several times and finally found the loophole.

"The adverse reactions are written as being unclear, so we can write, 'Who will tell the public the truth? The therapeutic drug has unknown side effects!' Be careful not to mention the Patent Office when writing this."

Drogo was very satisfied with his own achievements. He said he had at least learned 80% of the skills from marketing accounts on Earth.

After thinking for a while, he added: "Find a few people who have idle positions in the research institute and are short of money. The more difficult their titles are to understand, the better. Ask them to add a few opinions in the article, and keep the content vague."

The so-called highest level of "studying journalism" is that what you see is true, but it is selectively true.

These articles need to be circulated so that those who have not been influenced by marketing accounts can read them and remain silent.

It's even easier than selling health products to the elderly.

Elsa was stunned as she watched from the side. What on earth was going on? Why did something sound completely different when it came out of Drogo's mouth? Would she still be able to read newspapers after this?
But Drogo was not satisfied. He thought that just using words to fool people was not enough. He had to come up with something more explosive and eye-catching to attract everyone's attention, and then release all these articles at the same time.

How to make big news?

While Drogo was thinking, a large group of people gathered outside the factory. They were wearing simple clothes made of animal fur, and wearing accessories such as deer antlers and canine tooth necklaces. They held hands to block the factory gate, muttering in an incomprehensible language.

As they sang, large numbers of birds gathered to form a dancing flock.

To be honest, the visual effect is quite creepy.

"Go and see what those people are doing."

Drogo commanded, and the drow slipped away into the shadows.

Ten minutes later, they returned to Drogo.

"It's a group of druids protesting against the factory's production of healing potions. They believe that steam equipment is a rebellion against nature and will be punished by the earth."

I see. I'm obsessed with environmental protection. I didn't expect that the version of Twin Towers City is quite advanced.

"But there are so many factories, and this pharmaceutical factory is not the largest one. Why are we coming here to protest?" Drogo's intuition told him that things must be more complicated than that.

"They mentioned the healing potion repeatedly. I speculate that it might be due to a conflict of interest. The totems on their bodies belong to the Spore Society, and the main source of income for the Spore Society is the healing potion made from fungi."

"Don't druids hate cities and worship nature? Why are they doing business now?"

"It is said that the natural gods they worship have problems, so they integrate into society in exchange for resources."

He talks about doctrine, but thinks about business. It is better for everyone to believe in him, the Internet God. One more person means one more consumption.

"And what are they protesting about?" Drogo pressed on. Perhaps he could use that.

"It's probably said that the healing potion produced by the machine consumes the soul, and the user will become a walking corpse."

Pretty good at editing.

Wait, the user will be transformed into the walking dead? Drogo suddenly realized that his big news had come true.

Almost everyone uses healing potions, and drinking healing potions will cause infection, which gives you a sense of immersion.

If we turn the scary story of the druids into a video, they will definitely help build momentum and publicity will be much easier.

Where should we put the scene?
Yes, the first railway was recently opened to traffic, which is both hot news and a narrow space, a perfect disaster thriller configuration.

"Go ask Yuno how the camera is optimized. We have something big to do. It's time to shoot the world's first magic shadow feature film!"

(End of this chapter)