When it comes to the fragility of cities, the modernized cities in Ellandhill are actually more fragile than the devil's cities.
Because these cities in Ellandhill have more people, denser buildings, and many infrastructures that demon cities don’t have.
For example, electricity and the Internet are all new gadgets that are completely unavailable in the Demon City. The Demons only have power generation equipment obtained from the Puppet Empire in their factories, and many of their factories do not even have lighting equipment to maintain production at night.
Of course, compared to the devil's city, the city of Airan Hill is safer. Because they already have the ability to defend the enemy from outside the country, the peripheral defense of Airan Hill can already guarantee their hinterland, which is enough
of safety.
In a huge city that is safe enough, a group of businessmen with good hands and eyes are complaining about a pile of photos obtained from internal channels.
In their opinion, the things in these photos are all very valuable and good things. But these things are disappearing now, disappearing little by little before their eyes.
In the spacious conference room, in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, these well-dressed nobles have never experienced the cruelty of war.
In their eyes, war is a business, and as long as it is done well, it can be a profitable business.
Since it is a profitable business, it must have enough profits. Now, when they learn that the profits they may obtain are constantly decreasing, one can imagine the difference in their mood.
As the aristocratic plutocrats of Eiland Hill, the lives of these people are far from being as glamorous as they appear on the surface.
Take Desel, the richest man in the empire outside the royal family, as an example. The cash he can immediately use now seems to be less than that of the previous patriarch of the Longtate family.
The wealthy people quickly invested their funds into more new projects and expanded production...
Like most businessmen in the 21st century, after Ireland's financial industry became active and before Ireland's "Mifu coupons" could be converted into gold coins on a large scale, these Ireland's
The rich people have very little cash in their hands compared to their huge net worth.
What this group of people face every day when they wake up is not how many gold coins they have received in interest on their deposits, but how much more interest they owe on bank loans...
"Damn it, these devilish cities, just by looking at the photos, you can clearly tell that they are even more advanced than some so-called cities in the south." The middle-aged man, whose clothes were simple but exquisitely handmade, had an expression that sounded like he was mourning for his heir.
Compared with those remote areas that have been massacred and cleansed by demons, these demon cities that seem to still have some infrastructure are obviously better investment targets.
If it can be proven that the devil can be tamed, these capitalists are even willing to use these cheap workers to produce some daily necessities with almost no profit.
It's a pity that His Majesty the Emperor did not order an experiment on the feasibility of taming demons, nor did he have any intention of retaining demons as a consumer group.
Judging from His Majesty the Emperor's orders, this wise, courageous and wise monarch is now thinking about opening up a completely human colony in the demon world.
He wants to cruelly wipe out the entire demon race, and then transfer the population to the vast demon land to eliminate the empire's debt.
However, this obviously violated the interests of some businessmen - whether it was developing a new market, having more workers, or eating the interest on the empire's loans, for these businessmen, it was all gains.
"They have an industrial base. At least we don't have to worry about factories..." Another businessman lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth and complained: "But they are all good things that can be recycled."
The old man sitting next to him rubbed the gems on his account with his fingers and shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that our army is destroying these valuable things. If they can occupy these facilities intact, we can at least save a lot of money to develop new ones."
The city’s infrastructure costs.”
A middle-aged man on the side seemed to have given up on this, and sighed and asked: "What can we do? Should we ask His Majesty to take back his life? Accept the surrender of those damn demons?"
"If we do this, we are likely to become the enemy of all mankind. The war in the demon world is a war of revenge for us humans. How can we let those sinful demons go?" The first noble to speak was obviously not optimistic about what they were doing.
The desired direction of development.
"Yes, they are our enemies. Only by wiping them all out can peace be restored to the whole world." The words of the two people aroused the approval of other merchant nobles, and several people nodded, agreeing with this view.
"But looking at these destroyed facilities... I feel really sad." But the smoking aristocratic businessman still felt very sorry.
"Shut up. Unless Your Majesty changes his words, it will be impossible to accept the surrender of a demon." The old man, who had long been accustomed to having only one voice in this country, scolded.
He has seen too many upstarts and old acquaintances turn into powder under the iron fist of His Majesty the Emperor. There were people who were richer and more powerful than him, but because they could not see the situation clearly, they have now become the backdrop of history.
Completely disappeared in this magnificent era.
The older he gets, the less courageous he becomes. Now he just wants to carefully expand his family and make a fortune by following the trend of the times. As for the thoughts of seeking death, he has never even thought about it.
"Although we have our own power in many aspects, in the army, His Majesty the Emperor's orders are still true." The man holding a cigarette complained and vented his dissatisfaction.
But he only had this much courage. When he walked out of this room, he would definitely deny that he had said these words.
"Ha, it sounds like, in other respects, His Majesty the Emperor's orders are not exactly the same." Unfortunately, even in this room, there were many people who didn't give him face. A taunt from the corner made his face instantly change.
She blushed and wanted to refute but didn't dare to speak too fully.
In fact, in the face of such a powerful emperor as Chris, no one dares to say that they are really capable of withstanding the anger of His Majesty the Emperor - even a little bit of dissatisfaction from His Majesty the Emperor is enough for anyone here to have trouble sleeping and eating.
, or the family is completely destroyed.
"Forget it, we are just complaining and complaining. We can only wait for His Majesty the Emperor to return from his visit before we can submit a memorial and suggest that His Majesty agree to accept the surrender of some demons..." The nobleman who spoke first concluded bitterly and resigned to his fate.
