Witch Monastery

These are electric trains powered by electric stones, used to travel between the South Port District and other districts. Libel Port is extremely large, and if you just walk to other districts, it will probably take a whole morning to get there, and you won't be able to get anything done.

Due to the high cost, the tram to the central area only runs once in the morning, and it took Amazon a long time to get the tram company to spare some space.

Therefore, people who want to go there to do business have to get up so early.

Hawthorne did not ask for special treatment and lined up obediently. The morning wind was still quite chilly, and he had to wrap his collar tightly around his weak constitution, just like the weak clerks wearing glasses next to him. An Amazon woman in cool clothes saw them like this and couldn't help but sneer.

But overall, there were no further incidents during the waiting process. Soon, the tram door opened, and people got on the tram one after another, bought tickets according to their itinerary, and then found seats and sat down.

Hawthorne was lucky enough to get the last seat, but those who got on the bus later had to stand.

When everyone got on, the entire carriage was suddenly as crowded as a can of sardines. Then, as the driver started the vehicle, the tram wobbled forward.

The car left the station and immediately entered the section of road adjacent to the slums. Barbed wire fences were erected on both sides of the track to prevent people from committing suicide by lying on the track and to prevent the poor from deliberately causing damage in revenge.

Hawthorne looked out of the window and felt that there was a clear distinction between the two sides: on this side of the tram, people had almost one foot in modern society, or at least had the living standards of modern society; on the other side of the iron net, the living conditions of the isolated people were perhaps even slightly worse than those in the Middle Ages. Even through the window, he seemed to be able to smell the stench coming from the slums, which provoked his nerves.

And this is actually the same city.

The tram continued to accelerate, and finally drove out of Nangang District and entered the adjacent university town. As soon as it approached, stone skyscrapers came into view. The neat streets were lined with flower beds on both sides. Young men and women in bright clothes walked on the sidewalks with backpacks, holding ice cream or milk tea, smiling and talking sweet nothings, just like in modern society.

This scene made Hawthorne even more emotional. After all, everything in the game has been beautified by art, and the perspective is limited, so the feeling is not that profound.

Today, as I was riding in the car, I felt like I was traveling straight from the slave society to the modern era. The feeling is truly indescribable.

Indeed, on the spectrum of reaction, compradors are even more hateful than warlords and tyrants.

No matter what he thought, people started getting off and getting on the train. The train continued to move forward. The huge Nangang District only had one station, the starting station, but in the University Town, it stopped for five stations.

The train also stopped at several stations in the Mithril District and the Muse District. Finally, two hours later, it arrived at the central area.

After having the conductor check his ticket, Hawthorne got off the train, composed himself, and walked towards the Blue Dragon Bank.

This plan concerns the level of my monastery. I must succeed and not fail!

……

On the top floor of the Blue Dragon Bank, the huge young blue dragon Rahman was leaning against the huge one-way floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city below, trying to find some fun for himself.

He has a body as blue as the sky, and his scales fit together perfectly, with almost no visible gaps. The golden horn on his forehead is short and shiny, and is obviously carefully polished every day. The dragon whiskers on his chin are slender and dense, and each of his ten front paws wears a huge gem ring of a different color, which further demonstrates the dragon's unique aesthetic and amazing financial strength.

At this moment, his pair of yellow vertical pupils were examining the city below, as if

Looking for prey. Occasionally, when he glanced at the sign of the Golden Dragon Bank in the distance, his eyes would suddenly flash with obvious jealousy.

He is a young prince from the royal family of the desert kingdom "Farhad Kingdom" founded by the blue dragon. He was sent to Liber Port by the elders of his family as a young dragon, with a great mission: he had to make several positive investment to reverse the current situation of bank losses, and the final rate of return would determine his position in the family and how much power he would inherit in the future.

Coming with him were several other young blue dragons, who were competing with each other and putting pressure on each other.

The old princes of the Blue Dragon Family had a strong sense of crisis. A few years ago, they invited several great prophecy wizards to jointly predict how long their specialty, the Electric Energy Stone, could maintain its dominance. The answer they got was, "It will not be replaced within a hundred years."

Then, the blue dragons began to feel a sense of crisis.

A hundred years? Doesn't that mean that after a hundred years, there will be a risk of being replaced?

Perhaps from the perspective of humans, a hundred years is an unimaginably long time, but for a blue dragon with an average lifespan of three thousand years, to put it another way, it is roughly like telling a human being "you will lose your source of income in two years."

How could the blue dragons not be nervous?

So, they set up their own Blue Dragon Bank, modeled after the richest consortium in the world today - the bank founded by the Golden Dragons - and tried to maintain their huge wealth through investment.

However, the effect of this attempt is not very good at the moment. Although the blue dragons are powerful and united, they do not have the rich investment experience and comprehensive strength of a hegemon like the gold dragons, which can send military forces to the world at any time.

After all, besides themselves, the gold dragons also have other metal dragons as allies. And the five-colored dragons...

It's just a joke.

Fortunately, all their losses over the years are still a drop in the bucket compared to the wealth they have accumulated, otherwise the Blue Dragon Kings' anxiety would be even higher.

It was against this background that Rahman and his fellow dragons were sent to the Port of Liber for training.

Chapter 79 The Prince’s Invitation

However, even with such a mission, the blue dragon did not take this task seriously.

Although blue dragons also have a strong desire for treasure, Rahman has never experienced what it feels like to have an empty nest.

From the moment he was born, he possessed a vast amount of gold, silver, gems and works of art, so much that his nest could not hold them all. Even the speed at which he dug sand caves and expanded the caves could not keep up with the speed at which wealth rushed to him.

He even had to find various reasons every year to give away the most "worthless" treasures in his hands, so as to avoid being choked to death in the cave by the huge amount of treasures.

Excess wealth and a favorable growth environment have created a new generation of blue dragons with completely different personalities from their ancestors. Therefore, Rahman cannot understand or empathize with the sense of crisis of his ancestors.

At most, he would feel angry because his investment failed and he suffered losses, while his arch-rival, Golden Dragon Bank, made a huge profit, but he never had a sense of crisis that "if this continues, I will go bankrupt."

Not only him, but also his peers were in a similar situation. Therefore, in Libel Harbor, the investment made by these young blue dragons was more for seeking recognition, to make foreigners recognize the greatness of blue dragons, and to satisfy their special hobbies, rather than for obtaining financial returns.

This gives the outside world the illusion that the Blue Dragons have a lot of money, little to do and don't interfere.

As for Rahman, although he was not so extravagant, he came to Port Libèche not to help the bank make money, but more to change his mood and appreciate the beauty of the world.

Wine, food, sculptures, paintings, music and most importantly...

beauty.

Seeing the young human with short white hair and tall figure walking towards the end of the street, the blue dragon's yellow vertical pupils were slightly moved.

Dragons are beautiful and graceful creatures, blue dragons especially, and it is because dragons appreciate the beauty of all creatures that there are so many dragonblood races in the world.

So at this moment, when he saw that human being, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The humans of the Qingyin tribe... are worthy of being the descendants of the silver dragon.

According to historical records, the Sein Empire was an ancient empire established six thousand years ago by a sky-punished Asmo with blue pupils and an ancient silver dragon in human form.

Asmo called himself the Blue Emperor, and the Silver Dragon called himself the Silver Emperor. So the humans of the Sein Empire called themselves the "Blue and Silver Tribe" and were proud of their blue pupils and silver or white hair.

Even though the Asmo bloodline and silver dragon bloodline of the Blue and Silver people have long been too weak to affect their racial classification, and they are not much different from humans of other ethnic groups, but in the eyes of dragons, this is still proof of their alliance with the silver dragons.

The other party is a descendant of the silver dragon. As the second strongest race among the five-colored dragons, the blue dragon and the metal dragon are mortal enemies, so naturally they have a natural resentment towards them.

But no matter who you are, you cannot resist the concept of "beauty", which can conquer everything.

Especially the blue dragon who has a very high pursuit of "beauty"...

Alas, as expected, any race, once it has contact with the silver dragon, will become overly beautiful, making it difficult for the dragon to resist.

Even I am so amazed, my mother will definitely like that human being.

It's a pity that he's probably going to the rival Golden Dragon Bank, which has nothing to do with me...

Rahman was thinking this disappointedly, and then he saw the young human with white hair slowly walking into the door of his building.

Immediately, the young blue dragon's eyes lit up.

At this moment, on the first floor of the bank, looking at the transparent tempered glass revolving door in front of him, Hawthorne couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The technological level of this era is limited. Completely transparent tempered glass cannot be produced by ordinary craftsmanship and must rely on the power of magic.

Therefore, tempered glass is in short supply and expensive, and is generally not used for decoration. It is used as utensils in laboratories for the best alchemists.

But the blue dragons use this thing as a revolving door, which shows how rich and wasteful they are.

Very good, it fits my impression of princes. Blue dragons should be like this extravagantly, and face is above everything else. Otherwise, how can I get money from them!

With this thought in mind, Hawthorne pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as he entered, a charming fragrance hit him. Expensive incense and rare flowers and plants were lined up here as if they were free of charge. If a thief stole one, he would have no worries about food and clothing for the next month.

Perhaps it was because it was still early, or perhaps it was because business was really not very good. In any case, the hall was a little deserted and one did not have to wait in line for too long to conduct business.

Hawthorne's heart was pounding with nervousness, but he still forced a smile on his face and walked to the "Investment Processing" counter with his briefcase.

Sitting behind a tempered glass was a female blue dragonborn wearing a white, crisp uniform, with a towering chest, a blue dragon head, and a single horn on her nose.

"Hello, I am Nigel Hawthorne, the legal representative of Life Real Estate Company." He spoke skillfully in Dragon Language and handed his plan through the window. "I have a brilliant plan now. It only requires an investment of 8,000 gold coins to complete. Here is the plan..."

The female dragonborn nodded slightly, took his plan, said nothing, looked up, and had an extremely arrogant attitude.

At this time, the communication stone next to her lit up. She immediately put her hand on it. Two seconds later, her dragon face suddenly changed its expression. Then she stood up, looked respectful, and said to him in the common language: "I'm sorry, Mr. Hawthorne, the amount involved in your investment is too huge, so please go to the lounge next to you and wait for a while. Prince Rahman will discuss this cooperation with you in detail later."

Suddenly, Hawthorne was stunned.

What the hell? !

This is just a small sum of 8,000 gold coins. How could it scare a real blue dragon to come and negotiate business with me in person? !

This is this...

Isn’t this specification too high?!

what is the problem? !

He didn't know, the sudden extraordinary treatment made him feel flattered but also a little nervous.

Can my little tricks fool a real blue dragon that has lived for hundreds of years?

Regardless of what he thought, a polite male blue dragon in white business suit came to his side, bowed slightly, and said to him in standard common language: "Mr. Hawthorne, please come over here. We have prepared desert specialty goat milk tea for you. I hope you like it."

Chapter 80 The Madam’s Favor?

Hawthorne nodded mechanically, then followed him, walking along the passage on the side of the hall until he pushed open a door at the end. What came into view was a huge room covered with soft light brown carpet.

There was a gorgeous lamp pool at the top of the center of the room. Even though it was daytime, there were still dozens of bright round chandeliers lit, which made people feel wasteful. Under the chandeliers was a round table, with a cup of steaming goat milk tea on each side, which was obviously just prepared.

On the opposite side of the hall, there is an even larger wooden door. Its size is obviously not for humans, but for huge blue dragons to pass through.

"Please take a seat. The prince will be here soon." The waiter bowed slightly and said respectfully, "If you have any other requests, please let us know and we will satisfy them."

"No thanks." Huo Sang swallowed hard, sat down, and continued to speak to him in dragon language, "I'll just drink milk tea... Uh, could you please tell me, I'm just an ordinary businessman who came to solicit investment, I shouldn't have any special features that would be worthy of the attention of a great blue dragon?"

In response, the blue dragon attendant just smiled and said, "The prince has his own ideas. The wisdom of the blue dragon is far-reaching, and we cannot speculate on it."

Hawthorne fell into silence, sighing inwardly, there was no other way, he could only give it a try and see what happened next.

As he was thinking this, he saw the huge wooden door in front of him slowly open, and a blue dragon about three meters tall with a bright yellow horn on its head slowly walked into the room.

Hawthorne couldn't help holding his breath, and his heartbeat accelerated again. This was the first time in his life that he had come into close contact with a living carnivorous behemoth without any protective measures.

The largest animals he had ever come into contact with were some huge African elephants that he fed fruit to through fences in the zoo.

But the creature in front of him was obviously larger than an adult male African elephant, and it was also a blue dragon at the top of the food chain in the entire material world!

Beside him, the blue dragonborn bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Hawthorne also stood up quickly, bowed his head slightly, and spoke in dragon language the praise tone that he had just rehearsed countless times in his heart: "Nigel Hawthorne, it is an honor to meet the ruler of the desert, the top of the material world, the great blue dragon, Prince Rahman today."

"When I first saw you, I suddenly had a feeling that all the art I had seen before was so insignificant in front of your attitude!"

His extremely corny words of praise made the blue dragon waiter next to him look sideways, thinking that this human was really well prepared. Even I am embarrassed to say such flattery out loud.

Across from him, the giant blue dragon nodded slightly, as if he was very pleased with his flattery: "Sit down, um, I will discuss the investment you want with you in person."

As he spoke, he lay down at the other end of the round table, folded his wings behind his back, raised his front paws and pressed them against his bearded chin, as if he wanted Hawthorne to see the ten huge, shining gem rings on his dragon claws that emitted obvious magical fluctuations.

Hawthorne took a quick glance and was shocked: he didn't recognize most of the rings, and the only two he recognized could not be worth less than 10,000 gold coins!

luxury!

He sighed inwardly, then said, "It's an honor."

After saying that, he also sat down, secretly encouraging himself in his heart: Calm down, Hawthorne, remember, as long as you show enough respect and acknowledge the dominance of the blue dragons, then these guys will be the easiest dragons to deal with, even if they are evil!

After all, metallic dragons will have some moral requirements for your behavior, but evil blue dragons have no scruples about this!

Across from him, the blue dragon's yellow eyes looked down at him with a gentle look, as if he was looking at an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Tell me about your plan," he continued, so Hawthorne did not dare to delay and quickly took out the plan from his briefcase.

He made three copies in total, and the clerk next to him took one of them, walked around the round table, and placed it in front of Rahman. After he was seated, Hawthorne gritted his teeth and began to slowly explain: "The business opportunity I discovered is the demand for housing among Amazonians..."

"...Please look at this questionnaire survey report. We randomly interviewed more than 400 Amazonians, and more than 90% of them believed that settling in Port Liber would be beneficial to their further development. The housing prices in other areas are too high, and their economic situation is difficult to afford. If a batch of cheap housing appears in the South Port area, they will gladly accept it..."

"...My team believes that this market has great economic potential. After data analysis and comparison with the development history of other large companies, we can find that Amazon Fisheries is still in a period of rapid expansion. In the next two years, the number of Amazonians who have the need to buy houses and have a lot of money may surge to one thousand..."

"...Our team believes that we should seize the opportunity before this market is discovered. Right now, because of the monsters in Nangang District, people are panicking. This is a good time to buy land at the bottom price and acquire land..."

"...Of course, our team also believes that we need to test the waters before launching large-scale funds. Therefore, for the first phase of the plan, we only need to invest 8,000 gold coins. If everything goes well, we can have second and third phases later..."

The financial industry of this era is far less developed than in the past, and there is no seed round, angel round, and subsequent ABCD rounds of financing procedures.

Although Hawthorne only had a superficial understanding, he was very confident that the knowledge and processes he mastered were definitely a good way to protect both investors and financiers in this era. Compared with other people, it was an absolute dimensionality reduction attack!

Just at this moment...

He spoke passionately, but Lan Long, who was sitting across the table, seemed to have no interest at all. He just politely flipped through his plan, as if he was listening to a boring story.

As a result, his heart gradually fell to the bottom.

what happened?