My Players Are So Fierce

1157: 391.

Oh no, the village chief is a heretic_3

1157: 391.

Oh no, the village chief is a heretic_3

But amid his joy, Little Brother Fu got a wild idea.

He rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and shared his half-baked thoughts with Life is Pretty Good, saying,

“You can’t overlook the way things were done in the Middle Ages; relying on improving service quality for reputation isn’t wrong, but it’s slow.

This is an authoritarian society!

With a typical feudal system, in such a scenario, all of society’s resources revolve around the higher-ups, and merchants are no different.

I’ve observed Miss Pailian from the Batasin Business Association before.

She’s a formidable merchant, with a talent for business that’s no worse than yours, but her rigid thinking insists she must find a powerful backer for her company, never considering earning money for herself, instead positioning herself as a ‘white glove’ for the nobles.

She believes that only such business can protect her and her family’s wealth and lives while making a fortune.

Miss Pailian’s mindset represents that of other merchants on this continent; without a backer, merchants in this society are like meat on a chopping board, ready for the nobles to consume whenever they please.

They can’t even resist.

So, my advice is that you should start with the noble circles.”

“Hmm, a good addition, but where are the nobles in Transylvania?”

Old Huo spread his hands in resignation and said,

“Apart from Sir Morphy and The Grand Duke of Cui Si, along with the young ladies, all the other managers in this territory were from the lower class, with Governor Milian herself joking that she was once a surnameless peasantry.

Transylvania has been shattered by years of war; it simply hasn’t had the time to form a social network centered around a noble class.”

“Are you dumb?

Why look in Transylvania?”

Little Brother Fu grinned and placed his hands on his hips, saying,

“You’re a new player, having never experienced the old versions, let me tell you, Transylvania now has quite well-established diplomatic relations.

We have some trade with the Cape Family over in the Golden Flower Kingdom.

I heard from some older players that Governor Milian has a somewhat ambiguous senior-junior relationship with the heir of the Cape Family; that’s your casino’s breakthrough in the Golden Flower Kingdom.

And it’s even more convenient with the Northerners!

Have you forgotten?

The Wolf Queen Majesty’s brother is right now in the Blood Eagle Corridor!

Although Count Andrei has become a vampire, he still bears the status of a royal family member.

Believe it or not, if you can convince Count Andrei to ‘carry goods’ for you, whether those Northern merchants are willing to spend or not, they will desperately throw money at you just to establish connections with Count Bai of White Mountain or even the Wolf Queen Majesty through you.”

At that moment, Touching Your Poverty felt like a genius.

He smugly said,

“I’ve never wooed relations, but I can guess the difficulty a common-born merchant faces when trying to establish ties with the King in such a world; it’s nearly impossible.

But now, they only need to spend money at your place to connect with the Royal Family…

How do you think those Northern merchants will choose in the face of this opportunity?”

“You’re oversimplifying it.”

Old Huo didn’t respond immediately; after pondering for a while, he shook his head and said,

“What you’re suggesting is for me to tie my business to Count Andrei, but you’ve overlooked that Count Andrei comes from the Thorn Clan, while the Blood Vulture Clan rules over Transylvania.

Let me ask you, if you were Sir Morphy, would you agree to have the most profitable industry in your territory controlled by a foreigner?

If mishandled, I might find myself branded with ‘treason’.”

“Chao!”

Little Brother Fu was startled and said,

“Indeed, I oversimplified it.

Even though they are all vampires, the conflicts between clans are indeed unsolvable; Sir Morphy and Count Andrei might have a good personal relationship, but that certainly wouldn’t extend to matters affecting territorial interests.

Sigh, this path is a no-go then.”

“No, no no!

Your idea is interesting, I’ve decided to adopt it, but in a different way.”

Life is Pretty Good stroked his chin and said,

“If I were just a human, then I indeed couldn’t play both sides between two Midnight Clans, which would mean self-destruction, but what if I were a vampire?

If I were already a member of the Blood Vulture Clan, it would perfectly solve both the trust issue and the risk problem!”

“You want to become a vampire?”

Little Brother Fu exclaimed,

“Just to make some money?

Wasn’t that out of your plans before?”

“Tsk, Zhang ah, you really have a one-sided understanding of what a ‘capitalist’ is.

It’s not just about changing race for something minor.

For such immense gain, even a more dreadful price is bearable.”

Old Huo narrowed his eyes and said,

“In other words, even in the real world, if one bite from a vampire could make you insanely rich, then in a vampire-dominated world, there would be no poor people!

You might not have heard this crude but sensible saying.

If poop were valuable, the poor would not have assholes…

Sigh, now I have to transform from a metaphorical vampire into a literal one, just wondering if there’s a streetlamp in the future urban planning of Transylvania that’s specially reserved for me?”