Start a Dungeon

"So young master, what should we buy next?" Evelin in the video window asked on behalf of everyone.

Lott smiled: "The next step is the top 16, and after that we will enter the top eight, but..."

At this point, Lott looked at Gill and didn't say anything further. The meaning was obvious: all the top eight were real masters, and this kind of pre-judgment obviously couldn't keep up.

When Gil saw it, he nodded with understanding: "Don't worry, brother, I know my own worth. In fact, my main purpose in participating in this competition is to make the name of our big-money guild known. After all, you all have your own careers. , doesn’t my polished commander need fresh blood?”

'Make Big Money' is a shabby guild with a cliché name, a small scale, and no funds. Others will hardly even look at it. In addition, there is no money to advertise, so Gil wants to make a name here - can attract a lot of people. It’s fine if two members join.

The others felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. Miranda opened a shop, Evelyn and Ava ran away with Lott, and Aaron stayed at home all year round. As members, they didn't seem to care about Jill. Thinking so much, as the president of the association, Jill didn't complain at all, and silently endured it with the attitude of "It's going to rain and I'm going to get married."

Thinking of this, Lott saw from Gil that the friends who used to play games together gradually faded out of the game due to family matters. In the end, only the president was left alone to hold on to the last candlelight of the guild. His back looked lonely and lonely. Lonely again.

‘If you were in other novels, you might have traveled to another world and become the Skeleton King. ’ Lott looked at Jill and sighed silently.

Since he was a former member, and the development of the dungeon started with Gil, it would be unreasonable for Lott, as the lord, not to help him.

"Jill, put on your Bluetooth headphones during the game." Lott looked at Jill in the video window with a serious expression and said. This situation suddenly surprised several people.

After Gil heard this, he hurriedly took out the earphones from the ring and put them on, and asked: "What's next?"

"From now on, just listen to my command and do whatever I say. Become a sharp sword on the field and use it for me."

When everyone heard this, they all widened their eyes and exclaimed: This is an attempt to cheat. No, they should invite foreign aid.

When Jill heard this, she suddenly became excited.

Although I have never seen the eldest brother go on adventures in the wild, it was the first time I saw his proficiency in commanding the elves to fight. Coupled with the series of tactics just now, various phenomena showed that the eldest brother was very interested in the little elves. The elf's command and application are far superior to everyone present.

This is a real high-end player!

Thinking of this, Gil now has full confidence in advancing from 16 to 8: He was quite worried before. After all, the difficulty of the top 16 has begun to increase, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. It is far from being able to survive by arranging the tactical process in advance - —The promotion of the top 8 is much better than that of the top 16.

"How should I thank you, Brother Lott?" Gil, who became more and more excited as he thought about it, was at a loss. Just when he was about to speak, Lott was afraid that the other party would say something like "I pledge myself to you" so he quickly stopped him. : "I am also helping myself when I help you. Don't forget that I have pledged all my belongings to you."

"Oh~~~"

After finishing this, Lott, who was sitting on the sofa in the domain hall, reached out and fiddled with the tablet in his hand, which showed the figures of the great elders of Sumir.

"Sir." Maria, who was also sitting on the sofa, was close to Lott and said with her head close to her, "Why are you confronting these old fat guys like this? Why don't you just withdraw all the other person's money from the bank? Finished?"

Hey, even if you are a hooligan, you must abide by the Basic Law.

Lott turned around and replied with a smile: "There is a saying called the mentality of a loser. After losing 500 million, the old fat people will continue to bring money from home and invest it. Only small water can flow long. Besides, we are doing it properly." A serious businessman is not a robber in the green forest."

Maria stuck out her tongue, and Vickers, who was standing next to her, asked cautiously: "Sir, if we keep absorbing gold coins like this, and finally let the dragon coins rise successfully, does it have any specific effect?"

Upon hearing this, Lott lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked ahead, and said seriously:

"There are two types of wars. One is to send troops to push back, which is used to deal with barbaric countries; the other is to deal with civilized countries: once dragon coins become an international currency, then in the future, as long as we see someone we don't like, we will send people Injecting large-scale liquidity, also known as 'hot money', into this city will directly increase their prices and house prices, destroy their economic structure, and ultimately form a large number of false bubbles."

Hearing this, Maria responded like a primary school student answering a teacher's question: "Will the other party be in danger?"

"It's quite dangerous! It can be said to be dangerous," Lott said with a serious expression. "After the bubble economy reaches a certain level, we will withdraw all the hot money. In this way, the other party's capital chain will be completely broken, a large number of companies will collapse, and workers will Unemployment, social unrest, lack of supplies, and the economy collapsed instantly like a tall building."

"Once the other party's foreign exchange reserves are exhausted, those in power can only keep printing money to maintain stability, but this will further depreciate the country's currency and raise prices. In the end, they will inevitably die. The only thing they can do , the only thing left is to sell assets frantically in exchange for foreign exchange to stabilize prices, and the only thing left is to ask for help from the outside."

At that time, Lott only needed to send a business group in the name of Blue Fire Company to acquire the other party's core assets at a very low price, thereby achieving the purpose of controlling the other party's entire economic lifeline. This was called 'sheep shearing'

Once it is real-time, it is almost the same as dropping an atomic bomb, and even crazy: currency devaluation, factory shutdowns, people's unemployment, material shortages, in more serious cases, it will paralyze the country's functional system, and the entire civilization will degenerate into nothing but smashing, smashing, and looting. If a primitive society really intends to kill the other party.

This is definitely an unprecedented disaster for orderly civilization.

"So, under normal circumstances, we'd better not use this trick, because the killing force is too brutal and will directly destroy the lives of residents in the area. The negative impact on the underground city will also be huge, and the gain will not be worth the loss." When Lott was telling his story, his expression was quite serious, while the few people around him did not dare to breathe.

Civilized economic war is often more brutal than barbarism!

The target of the underground city is the population, and destroying their lives is too overbearing. The competition between the rulers does not have to make the people at the bottom suffer. If it cannot even control the scope of the impact, it means that the strength of the underground city is still too weak. Got it!

After listening to Lott's explanation, Black Warrior, who was standing aside with his arms crossed and silent, said slowly: "I think it would be easier to use a bomb to glass out all the opponents."

It's like using your Death Star to blast your opponent's planets into pieces one by one, right?

Lott shook his head and said nothing more. At this time, his surveillance computer showed that several old fat men in Sumir City seemed to have another idea.

"Have you found the crow?!" The great elder of Sumir looked very angry. The fat on his face trembled as if he didn't know that his son had been lost.

Lott smiled immediately, but then he reacted: Wait, the crow didn't go back? ? ?

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