Be a legal businessman in Liyue!

Fu Xu's tone was calm.

There were several gasps from the scholars.

They are all the top scholars in the House of the Lords, and just one firing is enough for them to collect useful data.

These data told them that if the floating city wanted to, many of them would not be able to escape the sniping of elemental rays in the Church Hall.

Of course, this is also the data Wang Que wants to give them.

If he doesn't let others see it, they might think that his firing is just a trick.

"Next is the part that everyone is most interested in."

Fu Xu led everyone to the weapon platform on the other side, "Elemental Cannon System."

Following his command, the armor plate under the platform slowly opened up, revealing a huge gun barrel.

"This is one of our main combat weapons, using lightning element concentration technology."

"The power of a single shot is equivalent to the full force attack of 1000 God's Eye holders. The charging time can be up to 10 seconds, and it can also be fired continuously."

This full-strength attack data is obviously fabricated.

But the scholars didn't care.

They were able to calculate certain data by looking at the caliber of the gun barrel and the densely packed runes on it.

Master Sahhati's face turned pale, and his fingers trembled unconsciously as he calculated something.

Kaslohebandha tried to remain calm, but cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

Elhaisen narrowed his eyes and quickly recorded the data;

Falushan excitedly moved closer to observe the structure of the device, but was blocked outside by an invisible force field.

A young scholar couldn't help but ask, "This... is this the weapon that attacked Lidu Valley yesterday?"

Fu Xu gave a meaningful smile: "No, that's the simplified version. This is the complete version."

He really wasn't lying.

When firing yesterday, the floating city did not charge for a full ten seconds, but only fired in three to five seconds.

The longer this kind of energy cannon is charged, the more powerful it becomes.

It may seem that the charging time is only a few seconds different, but the power may be doubled or even tripled.

The air solidified instantly.

Everyone realized that the floating city’s demonstration yesterday was probably not their true strength.

These scholars inevitably felt shrouded in a haze of gloom.

They were all members of the House of Lords, and they felt really bad when they saw that the House of Lords' 'enemies' were so strong.

Some people who were not from the Azar faction had already begun to curse the great sage in their hearts.

What the hell is going on? It's causing so much trouble for everyone.

Especially Elhaisen, his bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

This Money Chamber of Commerce, or rather the boss Wang behind the chamber of commerce, the owner of that research notebook.

It seems like he's planning something troublesome.

On the surface, the conflict with the Council of Ordinances should be just a chess piece he plays at will.

I always feel that if I stay in the Ordinance House, there will be endless troubles.

"After the visit, I will go to the port of Ormos to avoid the limelight."

Elhaisen made a decision in his heart.

He doesn't want to get involved in these things.

Fu Xu naturally didn't know what these people were thinking, nor did he care.

He just wanted to complete the task given by his boss.

"Finally, allow me to present our 'peace guarantee' - repression stance."

Fu Xu suddenly pressed a button on his watch.

In an instant, all the scholars felt their bodies sink, as if they were pressed down by an invisible hand.

What was even more terrifying was that the void terminals they were wearing all malfunctioned, and the elemental power of several God's Eye holders was completely suppressed.

"All hostile units within the field's coverage will lose their combat capability."

"Well, at least it's the loss of elemental abilities."

Fu Xu's voice was particularly clear in the dead silence. "How long it lasts depends on our mood."

After five seconds, the suppression was lifted.

The scholars gasped for breath, and some even staggered a few steps.

"The tour ends here."

Fu Xu bowed politely: "I hope you all understand that we are not displaying this to show off our military might, but to avoid misunderstandings."

He paused deliberately, his eyes sweeping over the pale faces of each scholar.

"After all, what businessmen value most is harmony and wealth. But if someone insists on destroying this harmony."

Fu Xu pointed to the still smoking Lidu Valley in the distance below: "We don't mind bombing a few more places."

On the floating platform on the return journey, the scholars were silent.

Everyone is already aware that this so-called "interview" is actually a naked threat of force.

The floating city told them in the most elegant way: behind every word spoken at the negotiation table stood these cold war machines.

Of course, the House of the Lords has accumulated thousands of years of knowledge.

The technology displayed by the floating city is not something that the Ministry of Education does not have, nor is it something that it cannot achieve.

But do we really want to fight such an opponent in Xumi City?

If the other party loses, the worst that can happen is that they will run back to Liyue, and at most they will lose a floating city.

It can still make a comeback.

What about Sumeru?

How many times can Xumi City withstand elemental cannons?

How many times can these people be targeted by elemental rays?

When gains and losses arise, the weakness of scholars inevitably emerges.

When these people return to the House of the Decrees, they will inevitably cause greater conflicts.

Chapter 335 The Good Man Wang Que

When Fu Xu received the visiting delegation from the Ministry of Education.

What is Wang Que doing?

A: He is doing good things.

Healthy Home.

"Mr. Wang Que, although I don't know why you did this, I still want to thank you on behalf of everyone."

Dr. Zakaria had a strange expression on his face.

The other party was clearly the 'terrorist' who fired the cannon yesterday, but what he was doing now was unexpectedly...heartwarming.

Wang Que, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was holding a cute little girl whose clothes were a little shabby.

What is worrying is that there are things like black scales between the little girl's arms and neck, which are not covered with clothes.

It was obvious that this girl was suffering from demonic scale disease.

Although the devil scale disease has been proven not to be contagious, people suffering from the disease are still ostracized because of its unknown cause.

No one wants to play with sick people.

Although this sounds cruel, it is true.

Not to mention a noble person holding a sick child.

Moreover, when this noble person is also very good-looking, the contrast is even greater.

Even his two apprentices, Tamara and Golshan, had shining eyes when they looked at Wang Que.

Wang Que hugged the little girl and shook his head slightly: "No need to thank me, Doctor Zakaria. I am a businessman. I just spent money to buy a good reputation."

Having once been an ordinary person, Wang Que knew very well that he should not turn himself into a moral saint.

Otherwise, it will collapse sooner or later.

Therefore, he made it clear that he did good things just for a good reputation.

Zakaria shook his head: "No, that's not the case. I've met many rich people, but few are willing to lend a hand to them."

When he said 'they', Zakaria's eyes unconsciously looked at some people lying on the open-air beds nearby.

Open-air bed, just by hearing the word you can understand that the person who can lie here is definitely not a rich person.

Just now, Wang Que came here and announced that the Jinqian Chamber of Commerce would use one percent of its profits in Xumi to provide free medicine to these patients.

At the same time, Wang Que also announced that if this one percent profit was less than one million Mora, he would make up the shortfall.

Moreover, he actually took out one million Mora in cash and handed it to Dr. Zakaria in front of the patients.

If it were any other big businessman, they would immediately feel Wang Que's ambition. A chamber of commerce that had just arrived in Xumi started with a profit of 100 million.

But to the doctors and the patients around them, he is a good person who actually spends money to help everyone.

"I have always believed that when you occupy enough resources in this society, you should take some of them out for redistribution."

"Of course, my intellect tells me that if it is distributed without reason, it will inevitably cause greater chaos."

“So, I chose to use redistribution to buy a little gratitude from everyone.”

Wang Que held the little girl in his arms and looked at everyone around him: "I will give you money for the medicine, so you should be grateful to me. It's not because I'm a good person, but because I'm a businessman. We are doing business. Do you understand?"

Can gratitude buy back your life?

It shouldn’t be possible!

The more Wang Que said this, the more grateful the patients around him became to him and thought he was a good person.

Of course, there will be different ideas.

But now, anyone who needs the money for medicine will not say bad things about Wang Que.

And this is enough for Wang Que.

If you don't say bad things and surround yourself with a group of people who say good things, you can create a good reputation.

As for the one million or even more dollars invested in medicine? You can earn more back.

After talking to the patients, Wang Que held the little girl in his arms and looked at Doctor Zakaria: "Zakaria, what have you thought about the special medicine for Demonic Scale Disease?"

"Mr. Wang Que, I cannot use unknown medicine to treat patients without the approval of the Council of Ordinances."

Zakaria looked a little embarrassed.

He actually really wanted to agree to Wang Que.

After all, Wang Que is now a good person in his eyes, and is even willing to help those poor people who seem to bring no benefits at all.

However, the Fatwa Council does have regulations that prohibit the use of medicines that have not been tested by the Fatwa Council.

This is not a bad law.

After all, if there were no such law, who knows if there would be a Breaking Bad.

But now, this law is stuck with Zakaria.

"..." Wang Que showed a look of loss, "Oh, sorry, I was too impatient."

His gaze fell on the little girl in his arms: "But, seeing them being tortured by the demonic scale disease, my heart is really..."