Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Drogo guessed many possibilities as to who might have sneaked over the wall into the gun room.

Teenagers who get carried away by their friends are at the age when they tend to have seizures.

An internet celebrity who is desperate to become famous made a video "to give everyone a life, today I bravely went into the gun house".

In short, anyone who would do such a thing is definitely not a normal person.

Then he saw the "spy" who was dragged in, who was indeed not normal, it was LaVine.

ha?
"You, what are you doing climbing over the wall of the gun room?" Drogo asked.

Could it be that LaVine was too immersed in the role and really thought of himself as Buffalo Bill, and became mentally ill?

Raven lowered his head and said nothing.

"You don't think keeping silent will help?"

If it were in the past, if one used soul-searching techniques by force, one might be worried about damaging the target's brain.

Now that I have mastered the elves' memory spell, everything is kept private and there is nowhere to hide!

Just as Drogo was about to use magic to find out what was going on, Raven spoke.

"Augustan City needs a Type 56 Magic Shotgun. This weapon will save millions of lives. They are in urgent need of weapons to fight against the Varian State."

"So you climbed over the wall into the gun shop to get the design drawings of the Type 56?"

Raven nodded awkwardly.

Even though Mr. Drogo had provided him with a lot of help, he still wanted to steal his things.

If he wasn't desperate to find a way to save his compatriots, he wouldn't want to do such an ungrateful thing.

"Then if you get the design, can you guarantee that it can be manufactured?"

I'm not exaggerating, but Type 56 is more or less the jewel in the industrial crown of Felin today.

Real pearls, not the small beads at the tip of a ballpoint pen that are blown out.

Even if the Peren Research Institute in Twin Towers City wanted to imitate it, it would take at least some time to study it.

As for the city of Augustan.

Drogo recalled that he had heard about the attack on Augustan City for some time.

However, he was not clear about the specific situation and had no interest in knowing. After all, war was not good for the group's business. Who would have the time to chase the phantom and play games after the war? Fortunately, the scope of the war was not large.

Most areas on the mainland are not well-known and have little development. They do not have the ability to independently produce ordinary things in developed areas, let alone magical firearms with high technological content.

Raven was suddenly stunned when Drogo asked this.

He had never thought about this problem. In his limited understanding, if he had the design drawings, he should be able to produce them.

Seeing him stunned, Drogo also understood.

"You've never thought about it, have you?"

"I……"

"Are you stupid?"

It's rare to find someone with such simple ideas.

"Then, is it possible for you to provide some weapons to Augustan City? They really need help."

It can be seen that Lavin really wants to save his compatriots, but his brain is not working very well.

"Yes," Drogo replied, "Buy it. Drogo Military Industry is having a grand opening sale. Buy ten Type 56s and get one free. Bulk purchases get a % discount. If you buy more than a hundred at a time, you get a box of ammunition for every ten."

Drogo talked about the sale of weapons and the momentum of the supermarket's opening promotion for snacks, fruits and vegetables.

"But you have to wait a while, it's not on sale yet."

Advanced weapons have always been a rigid demand in the market, and we can provide a stable supply of high-quality advanced weapons.

Money printing press!
However, Drogo currently does not have the ability to produce weapons on a large scale and needs to expand its production capacity.

Secondly, Drogo didn't want to buy the most advanced one right away. He planned to wait until the Firearms Research Institute had a general understanding of the iterative route and developed a more advanced version before selling the current Type 56.

This ensures that we can "squeeze the toothpaste" every year and continuously launch new models. It also ensures that competitors will not imitate the most advanced versions.

Raven lowered her head in silence.

"I see. You can't afford it," Drogo said. "You're dreaming!"

"If you can provide us some weapons for free, the people of Augustan will always remember your kindness. The world needs such justice!" Raven said excitedly.

"Ah! Ah! This is moral kidnapping. What is my relationship with the Augustans? Why do you want me to pay to seek justice?"

If Drogo wants to provide assistance, he can offer it proactively, but it would be a bit shameless for others to use high-sounding empty words to force him to do it.

"I'm sorry, I just, I just really don't see any hope..."

Lavan sighed, as if he had lost his last bit of strength, and said, "After I die, I beg you to bury me in the west, which is my hometown."

Then he put on an expression of calmness as he was about to die.

"Yo yo yo!"

Drogo said in a sarcastic and exaggerated tone, "I buried you facing west. What a mess. You wanted to steal something, but you acted so righteously. Who said you were going to die?"

"But I'm not?"

In Lavin's view, his only ending was death.

"If you die I'll have to find a new actor. I've already filmed a lot of Mo Ying."

Drogo never felt that what Raven had done was particularly serious. He didn't need to be killed, but he must be punished.

"Let me think, did he cause any damage by sneaking into the gun house?" Drogo asked, looking at Tomahawk.

Tomahawk hesitated and asked, "Should there be losses, or shouldn't there be losses?"

"Then there should be some."

"Uh, when he climbed over the wall, yes, he caused damage to the wall of the gun house. We must, uh, we must completely renovate the wall."

"Is that all? Anything else?"

"And, and, oh, yes, the members of the team protecting the gun house were severely frightened and are now receiving treatment from a psychiatrist. They must be paid for psychological damages."

"So, how much do these cost?"

"Seventy or eighty..."

Battle Axe originally planned to ask for seventy or eighty gold coins, but in his opinion, this was already too much. After all, the effort required to catch Raven was not much different from that required to catch a chicken.

But seeing Drogo's encouraging look, Battle Axe had no choice but to say, "Seven or eight hundred thousand gold coins."

After saying this, he felt his conscience was being tortured. He was no longer a good orc.

"Great, ah, it's not such a pity." Drogo slammed the table and sighed, "I didn't expect you to cause such a huge loss. There's nothing we can do about it. You may have to pay back the debt to the group for the rest of your life."

He took out a contract and said, "After the filming of The Silence of the Lambs is finished, you will have many projects to act in and many commercials to take. You have no right to refuse until you pay off your debts."

Raven signed his name in a daze. He hadn't yet recovered from the fact that he didn't have to die.

He felt so lucky.

But he didn't know that his fate was actually to suffer like an ox or a horse.

But it's not a big problem. Nowadays, everyone is a beast of burden, and it's better than being a homeless person.

Raven left with the contract, and now his last hope was to film the magic shadow that exposed Villian's crimes and let the world know the tragic experience of his compatriots. After seeing Raven leave, Drogo gave the battle axe a thumbs up.

As expected, the orcs who had followed him for a long time had significantly improved intelligence levels and learned the Drogo Group’s corporate culture very well.

Battle Axe left in a depressed mood. He felt that the orcs today were becoming less and less like the past. They were no longer the orcs full of honor.

Not only him, but other orcs in the tribe have changed as well.

The world is changing, and so are they.

Drogo in the office was thinking about the city of Augustan.

He had no intention of getting involved in this war.

Because the Roman Empire, which supports Villian, is also a potential market for Drogo.

Although they did not introduce the Divine Skeleton Network, they did introduce some toys and Magic Vision.

Don’t treat small money as if it is not money.

It is not a good option to make enemies with the Roman Empire now.

But Type 56 does need a chance to be exposed.

Weapons are not suitable for direct advertising on the Internet or Magic Vision.

The best advertising should be used on a large scale in a battlefield and produce actual results.

If the attention to this war can be increased, it may be a very suitable platform for display.

How can we make people aware of and pay attention to this war?

Moreover, how can the Type 56 be allowed to enter the battlefield without offending either side?

In Drogo's ideal situation, he should be like DJI, declaring that he refuses to weaponize and does not sell them to the warring parties, but in reality they are everywhere on the battlefield.

Make money while standing!

How can this be done?

Drogo thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he just arranged for someone to investigate.

"Forget it, let's put it aside for now." Drogo said to himself.

Anyway, commercial firearms have not yet been designed and manufactured, so we'll just have to wait and see.

Movement is the fundamental attribute of things, it is developing and changing.

Therefore, even if a plan is come up with, it may not necessarily be in line with the actual situation in the future.

Drogo successfully found a suitable excuse for his failure to come up with a plan.

Give up when you should, and never waste time.

Damn, he's so smart!

The farce of climbing over the wall into the gun room came to an end for the time being, and Drogo returned to filming "The Silence of the Lambs".

Lavin was not affected and still completed the filming task very diligently. Or maybe he was affected but didn't show it, which shows that he is a good actor.

The much-anticipated Raul also came out of prison and arrived at the set. When they first met, Drogo almost didn't recognize him.

Raul, who was originally kind and amiable, a 100% good person, even a role model of morality, now looks like a dangerous and gloomy venomous snake.

He has an aura that makes people afraid to approach him. When you get close to him, it feels like sentencing him to death is too easy.

According to the orc warrior who was responsible for protecting his safety, after spending some time in prison, Raul became a prominent figure there and made up several heinous crimes for himself, with all the details being highly credible.

The orcs were of no help at all.

When the prison boss approached Raul, he was supposed to hold a "welcome ceremony" for him.

For these serious criminals who may never see the opposite sex again in their lives, the so-called welcome usually means treating the new and weaker prisoners as the opposite sex.

Most of the prisoners will suffer this, and they can choose the front or the back. If they resist, they will be exploited from both sides.

The prison guards don't care about these things. There is only labor, no reform, in Fehling's prison.

They come in to be punished, so how can prisoners experience a good life?
What's more, the prison where Raul is "learning to live" is full of people who will never be able to return to society until their death.

Therefore, the guards pretended that anything that would not lead to a reduction in the labor force had not happened.

At that time, the orcs were planning to fight to rescue Raul, but Raul's temperament created by his superb acting skills made the prison boss dare not take action immediately.

Raul then described to the boss in vivid detail the crimes he had "committed".

It is rich in details and has a strong sense of picture, including what each part of the human body tastes like, how to cook it best, and how he will turn the kitchen waste into a beautiful work of art after eating the part worth tasting.

He introduced him while running his fingers across the boss' body.

"The unlucky guy vomited all over the floor," said the orc warrior in charge of protection, "and then Mr. Raul became a legend in the prison. No one dared to mess with him anymore."

Amazing.

Drogo couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, Raul was recruited by him to be an actor. With his talent, if he had become a swindler, he would have become a heinous con man.

The entertainment industry has reduced a scourge for society.

"Also, when Mr. Raul was in prison, he liked to stare at people and take notes while he was watching. At that time, the prisoners all said that he was selecting ingredients, and they were all very scared."

"Is that how he observed and studied the serious criminals?"

"Not only that, I suspect he is really selecting ingredients." The orc warrior said seriously.

"what?"

"The taste he described doesn't sound fake. Orcs don't like to eat creatures of their own kind." The orc warrior looked aggrieved, as if he had really protected someone he shouldn't have protected.

Raul successfully included himself in the role.

During the subsequent filming process, Raul's scenes were basically shot in one take without any need for reshoots.

The few scenes that were filmed a few times were due to mistakes made by the actors acting opposite him.

Throughout the entire filming period, Raul maintained a state in which he could not distinguish between himself and the role he was playing. He was Hannibal, and Hannibal was him.

The atmosphere of the crew, which was originally full of laughter and joy, became depressing.

In order to better restore the image in the script, Raul took the initiative to choose to use an aging spell, not permanently, to make himself look like he was in his fifties or sixties.

So his appearance is no longer the middle-aged Raul that everyone is familiar with.

More depressing.

During this period, Asmodeus also came to visit the set. After he settled the household registration system, he finally had the opportunity to visit Felin.

The trip is already a month behind schedule.

On the set, Asmodeus took a liking to Raul at first sight.

"This guy is definitely a devil. It's a pity that he is not a human being!"

The Lord of Hell is the only one who can smile when he sees Raul in these days.

His smile is so creepy.

But the good news is that with the help of Raul's superb professional qualities, the subsequent filming process went extremely smoothly. Not only did he perform well, but he was also able to help other actors get into the role quickly.

In this way, "The Silence of the Lambs" was quickly filmed and released without any large-scale publicity. (End of this chapter)