Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

"Let's leave the discussion about the Pantalone Plan here. At least for now, your arguments don't have enough support, Scaramucci. Therefore, I declare your impeachment invalid."

"This does not mean that the attempt to recreate the power of the light realm through the power of the human realm is a fact, and that little bit of trace of 'holy land' does not prove anything."

"At least based on what has been proposed so far, Pantalone's plan plays a vital role in the construction of Winter, and the idea of ​​storing energy as currency is highly constructive in the struggle against the great cause of Heaven's Law."

"A completely new power that has never been mastered before, which may be an important step in the great cause of fighting against the laws of nature."

The "clown's" remarks silenced the "scatterer" who was about to say something. However, the fact that his impeachment had been rejected was extremely difficult for him to accept. But no matter how difficult it was for him to accept, it didn't matter.

Once Piero, as the "clown," had spoken, there was nothing more he could say, and he could only accept the outcome.

He believed that Pantalone would be utterly defeated before anything even began.

For him, who believed he had everything under control, this result was undoubtedly unacceptable.

"That's all for now, meeting adjourned."

After Piero, the "clown," made his statement, everyone else agreed with the decision, including Pantalone.

However, just before "Clown" Piero left, Pantalone felt that the first-place executive seemed to have glanced at him, and there seemed to be some kind of inexplicable color in his eyes.

This made Pantalone a little suspicious, but he didn't think much of it.

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P.S.: My editor told me to release it next week. I originally wanted to release it this week, so I've been updating quite a lot. But my editor asked me to wait another week so I could get another recommendation, so I need to control the word count.

Some people have said that the protagonist is constantly being impeached. I've read some comments about this, and to be honest, I've also realized that constant impeachment can lead to fatigue and dissatisfaction, so this time I wrote a slightly different ending.

Each time I plan, I try to write a different way of breaking through the barriers, but the "Being Transformed by Dihua" plan is the keynote of this book. The title and synopsis both state this, and I can't change it.

Chapter 45 Relaxation and the Young Girl

After the failed impeachment of the "Fragmenters," Pantalone was granted permission for the Executive Plan this time.

The approval of the new 'Elemental Power Storage Currency Plan' has kept Pantalone busy once again.

After all, investing in a new plan inevitably consumes a lot of resources, and for Zhidong, the resources available for executing the plan are limited. Therefore, each executive officer needs to carefully manage the allocation of resources for executing the plan.

Fortunately, if this plan is successfully launched, Northern Bank will inevitably receive more Mora as working capital.

However, the specific implementation of this plan still needs to be carefully considered, and the plan to build an industrial base in the snowfield for storing imaginary internal energy cannot be stopped.

The same applies to issuing credit money; it cannot be stopped.

Although the circulation of these currencies may cause some losses, these losses are undoubtedly worthwhile compared to the gains he can obtain.

He knew deeply that only when the economy was in circulation could more wealth be created.

The initial investment will allow him to recoup his investment in the later stages at a rate of tens or even hundreds of times. This is how finance works – a way of using contracts to steal wealth.

Regarding the energy storage aspect of currency, in addition to the "doctor" stating that imaginary internal energy can assimilate and absorb elemental forces, an even more important point is that negative entropy bodies are more likely to acquire imaginary internal energy.

Compared to the size of the entire nation of Zhidong, it is much easier to acquire more imaginary internal energy by circulating these currencies.

In Pantalone's vision, this credit money is essentially a bond issued by the Northern Bank, and bonds, in any case, will eventually return to the bank's hands.

It would be sufficient to simply have the branches of the Northern Bank in the other seven countries periodically collect and reissue new bonds.

Although it was slightly different from his initial plan, this was obviously not important.

Competing with something like Mora for the status of traditional currencies is not something that can be done overnight; it is a process that requires long-term planning.

He believed that during this period of slacking off, there would always be a way to solve the problem, wouldn't there?

With a plan to take things one step at a time, Pantalone decided to go out for a stroll to relax. As an executive officer and one of the most powerful people in Winter, he naturally had this level of freedom.

He did not choose a bustling city in winter, but instead opted for a less populated area.

Ultimately, he just wanted to get away and clear his head, so he had no intention of going to noisy crowds. The tranquil scenery was more likely to calm his restless emotions.

In a pure white world, there is no impurity.

Absolute peace.

At freezing temperatures, the air falls onto the earth and condenses into frost.

The coldness brought by the goose-feather-like snowflakes falling on my face was enough to dispel any drowsiness, and I felt that even my thoughts became clearer than ever before.

This is one of the snow-capped mountains in the winter zone, and its climate is extremely cold, even by the standards of the entire winter season.

Perhaps out of his mind, Pantalone chose this place as his destination to relax. He wanted to try mountain climbing, but after actually doing it, he realized that he had probably overestimated himself.

The heavy snowfall was indeed not a good time to go out. The thick snow covered his footprints, making him lose his way and blinding him.

Stepping onto the snow, his feet sinking into the thick layer, Pantalone gazed at this vast white world and suddenly realized that he—

It seems we're lost.

Looking at this vast white world, even he couldn't help but feel a little teary-eyed. No one had ever told him that executives could also suffer from snow blindness.

He didn't consider himself to be bad at directions, but after staring at this vast expanse of white for a while, he forgot his way and got lost. No wonder there were hardly any people in this place.

Although he, as an executive officer, certainly wouldn't be like an ordinary person who gets lost and dies on a snowy mountain.

However, this still doesn't change the fact that he is currently lost. At least until he finds a way down the mountain, he will have to stay on the snow mountain for the time being.