Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 28 Trailer

Lagu Coleman sat in a box on the third floor of the Twin Towers Arena, overlooking the crowd entering the arena under the scorching sun, and felt an infinite sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He opened a bottle of eighteen-year-old wine, poured it into a goblet and shook it. He didn't drink alcohol, as he felt it would affect his judgment, but he liked the smell of sandalwood, tangerine peel mixed with berries; that was the smell of success and also the smell of money.

"Dad, look, that's Teacher Toto!" The eight-year-old son clung to the railing and looked down eagerly, "Why don't we sit down there? Can't we see more clearly there?"

"Oh, no no no, that's where the lowlifes stay and you should never be there."

Lagu stroked his son's head. Wasn't it that he had worked so hard for so many years just to trample those people under his feet?

It's like standing on the top floor of a factory and wantonly trampling on those workers on the lower levels who can only do their best and dare not resist.

"It's the latest Firepower Silver Electric V!" The son pointed at the Magic Shadow short film playing on the huge screen and said, "I want it, buy it for me!"

"Okay, no problem, whatever you want."

He dotes on his children, or to be more precise, he dotes on his own bloodline.

In his opinion, he had fought his way out of poverty, proving the superiority of his bloodline, and he had the responsibility to pass down his bloodline.

And those who inherit his excellent bloodline will surely achieve greater success under better conditions.

As for those inferior people with inferior bloodlines, they should have been enslaved by them.

If it weren't for his son's love for yo-yo, he wouldn't be here.

Of course, he also likes yo-yos, especially the piles of gold coins that come with pirated yo-yos.

In his opinion, he made the pirated goods based on his own ability, so he should make the money. It was Drogo's Toy Store's fault that they were unable to stop him, so he deserved to be bullied.

If anyone dares to pirate his medicine, they will be killed without a burial place.

So the lower class is the lower class.

In addition to various yo-yos, there are also other promotions projected on the screen.

This weapons factory, that ship operation...

His intuition told him that this was a good business, and he was thinking about how to get this technology. It was much more difficult than the yo-yo, but the profits would definitely be much greater.

As long as there is enough benefit, he is not afraid to do anything.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

Lagu looked up and saw that it was not dark clouds covering the sun, but a magical black barrier blocking the sky above the arena.

What a grand gesture!
He was surprised. To be able to use magic to this extent, it either required a large number of high-level wizards to cast the spell together, or there was a legendary wizard on the scene.

No matter which one it is, it is a force he cannot afford to provoke.

Then, two lines of subtitles appeared on the screen.

"The Holy Mountain"

"Coming Soon"

Is this also a magic movie? What does it mean to be released soon? Lagu had many questions.

The screen lights up and a train appears.

Tens of thousands of spectators were in an uproar, and many recognized that this was the "Travel Number" that had been launched not long ago.

Does it also need publicity? Who in the Kingdom of Sutton doesn't know about this railway now?

What follows are the various types of people on the train, including a campus club on study tour, a husband taking care of his pregnant wife, and a father traveling with his daughter.

When did they go to take the photo in the car? Shouldn't this kind of thing have been reported by reporters long ago?

When that group of people encountered the news, they were like sharks smelling blood. No matter what it was, they would rush forward and take a bite.

The other spectators in the arena apparently also thought that these scenes were actually happening on the Voyager.

Some people even started bragging about their train ride experiences based on the picture.

Suddenly the scene changed and the process of making the healing potion appeared.

Lagu was very familiar with these steps.

Seeing this, he realized that these images might not be real.

It would be horrible if someone entered the factory and took these photos without my knowledge.

The scene begins to switch back and forth between the pharmaceutical process and the train, with the frequency becoming faster and faster. At the same time, rapid drum beats are heard, making the viewer nervous and feeling that something big may happen at any time.

"Bang!" With a dull thud, a passenger fell heavily to the ground, and the drumbeats stopped simultaneously.

The silence brings a greater sense of urgency.

Under the gaze of everyone, the passenger slowly stood up in an extremely strange posture. Until the moment his face was revealed, the whole audience gasped and exclaimed, but they did not dare to let go completely.

Pale pupils, bulging blood vessels, and dark red blood stains do not look like a living person at all.

Before the audience could react, the mutated passenger pounced on others and the rapid music sounded again, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Scenes beyond people's imagination flashed by.

The piled-up mountains of corpses, the rolling tide of corpses, the countless zombies that died and stood up again...

It was like a catastrophic scene of a demonic invasion.

The audience, who had never seen such a shocking scene, was unable to accept it for a moment; screams and cries filled the entire arena.

Lagu's son was also frightened and sat on the ground with his eyes wide open.

Some people tried to find a reasonable explanation for this incomprehensible scene.

"It's a necromancer, it must be a necromancer, it's all caused by those lunatics, necromancy should be banned!"

"It must be a demon. Someone made a deal with the demons, and now they are here to collect their reward. No one can escape, no one can escape..."

Others began to pray, hoping to seek help from God.

What's worse, some people even chanted incantations and prepared to cast spells, but were stopped by magic power that came from nowhere, and thus fell into even greater panic.

Just when the scene was about to fall into chaos, the sky suddenly brightened, the darkness dissipated, and the sunlight shone in again, dispelling most of the fear.

The picture on the screen also came to an end, and several lines of text appeared.

"How to survive?"

"The final fight for survival!"

"The horror disaster film "The Holy Mountain""

“See you in a week.”

"Stay tuned..."

The audience slowly quieted down as they realized this was the same thing as those yo-yo clips the half-elves had made, and quickly began to feel ashamed of their own gaffes.

Lagu came to his senses, and even though he had seen many big scenes, he couldn't remain calm.

His businessman's sense quickly made him realize that the benefits contained in this thing might be much greater than he had previously imagined.

You must find a way to get it.

How were these scenes accomplished? Even the best illusionist, Ms. Uman herself, probably couldn't do it.

More information appears on the screen.

"A Drogo Studios Production"

"Ok?"

Lagu narrowed his eyes. Could this Drogo Studio be part of the same company as Drogo's Toy Store?

Originally, he was happy that his healing potion could appear in it. This "Journey to the Holy Mountain" was bound to cause a huge sensation, and his pharmacy would also benefit from it.

It’s hard to say now.

But what can be done with a healing potion?

He couldn't think of it at the moment.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw someone waving at him from the other side of the box.

Turning around, he recognized it as Aisha Stone, the toy store manager who, in his eyes, dared not resist and was destined to be an inferior.

However, she waved at him with a smile full of mockery.

Seeing him looking at her, Elsa smiled even more ostentatiously, put her thumb in front of her throat, and slowly stroked it.

Threat, this is a naked threat!
But what is more infuriating than the threat is that Lagu doesn't even know what he should guard against.

What exactly does her threat mean?
(End of this chapter)