Politics is a complex game. new·
In Waterdeep City, no one is the master of the city. Even the nobles who rule here must make concessions and compromises in the face of the evil forces in the underground world. No one can do things without worry, unless he wants to be the enemy of everyone.
Struggle and compromise are the essence of this game!
When the special tobacco of the Blood Hand Gang spread rapidly in this port city, these predators keenly smelled the smell of profit and blood. This cheap and practical spell material has absorbed a large amount of Kindler in a very short period of time, which can be said to be amazing wealth. The goods over 500 pounds were digested without a trace in the market.
If it was in other places, it might not be so smooth, but Waterdeep City is different.
It is the shipping hub of the entire south. Every day, a large amount of materials are transported here, from all directions, and merchant ships of various religions and high-ranking classes transfer their goods here to replenish supplies.
Every businessman is eager to fill his cabin and return to his hometown full of wealth.
It's not that there are no hallucinogenic plants in Faerun. Blue Devil Powder is a popular spell-casting material for mages. It can not only bring a full sense of high and hallucinations, but also temporarily improve intelligence and charm. Even the side effects are extremely slight. The only one The disadvantage is that it is expensive!
Death is expensive, death is expensive!
Inherited arcane items are not the most expensive, only more expensive. This kind of scarce magic material, its price can make a low-level mage go bankrupt, and get addicted to blue magic, it will make the king sell himself The horror of the crown.
In addition, hallucinogenic potions include pain water, Modine tea, etc., but none of them are as cheap as special tobacco, the price is unbelievably low, a Kindler can buy a pound, and then smoke a joy. This kind of plant has no special environmental requirements and no harsh cultivation conditions.
A low-level druid can plant a large area.
It is simply an important economic crop that strengthens the country and enriches the people, and is related to the foundation of the country! Not twenty years. On every piece of land in Faerun Continent, anyone with a little money can lie on the bed of their own house and smoke. Enjoy this cheap happiness.
It can create countless economic benefits, and it will become the most important spice on the sea. Yes, this cheap and 'harmless' tobacco is regarded by many as a spice gifted by the gods. Even the clerics of the Good Order, who are most hostile to hallucinogenics, have to admit it. The harm of this kind of tobacco to the body is really not worth mentioning.
Compared with other dangers on the Faerun continent, a little addiction, a withdrawal reaction that can be done ten or eight times a day, is as gentle as the comfort of a god.
Many clerics of the Chaos Gods, such as the Lady of Pleasure, have used this spice in their rituals, and its efficacy is well-received. Some chaotic good gods even encourage believers to accept these things to enhance the spiritual communication between believers and gods.
In fact, the first to order this particular tobacco. Most of them are major temples, they will use these things in assemblies and prayer ceremonies, and some priests will also use them in their private prayers, in order to integrate with God in the dark and feel the way of God.
Chen Ang expressed his admiration for these psychological masters who are proficient in self-hypnosis and hypnosis. With this special spice, the efficiency of their self-hypnosis has been effectively improved. And quickly launched a special version of special spices, using more complicated and cumbersome formulas and more gorgeous packaging to slaughter this group of fat sheep.
These days. Every morning, Waterdeep City would wake up in the clouds and mist. In the Noble Quarter, the extravagant nobles had already started to burn these spices in their mansions. Let them feel like they are in a dream, smoky and buoyant. Such a prosperous scene amazed every businessman who came to Waterdeep City.
"It's really a 'Dream City'!" The insider exclaimed.
"It's really a city of sin!" Chen Ang looked at the city shrouded in smog, expressionless.
In this world, not everything is as he expected, just like he would never have thought of Faerun Continent's praise for this special medicine. Druids rejoice over it, mages regard it as a treasure, and even the gods bless it! Dwarves love it, mixing it with tobacco in the mines, and elves love it, emptying phantoms in meditation.
When Chen Ang saw special tobacco being traded openly and aboveboard in the streets and alleys, his subordinates ran around like a businessman, bargaining, seeing happy faces in the slums, sweeping away the previous numbness and decadence, they were in everything Tobacco is planted on the land that can be planted, and the tobacco is dried in front of and behind the house.
I saw children in the slums, using rough wooden boxes to hold dry tobacco leaves, scurrying around in the streets and alleys, avoiding tax officials, and selling tobacco to the whole city. Seeing the young people in the slums, they scrambled to join the blood hand gang they were afraid of. In order to protect their own tobacco leaves, they fought to the death with rival gangs.
Chen Ang had to admit that he greatly underestimated Fei Lun's crime and depravity.
Although the process was somewhat strange and distorted, Chen Ang finally achieved his goal. The villains of the Blood Hand Gang still walked the streets with daggers and poison in their hands, but they no longer hid in the shadows, Instead, they went in and out of commercial places in Waterdeep City openly and aboveboard, confronting merchants with obscure language.
The new force led by Lek dressed like a gentleman, and behaved like a nobleman. They imitated the feeling Chen Ang brought them, and the supplementary force in the slums was also strict. environment, and undergo the most rigorous training, they will know their daggers as well as their lovers.
A big net that can be controlled spreads out from the slums little by little, and the end of this big net is held in Chen Ang's hands, bringing him power and threats.
"The whole city is watching and waiting, like wolves watching for lambs, hostile and wary of each other, reaching a fragile and short-lived balance, and soon this group of predators will pounce on us with huge interests !" Lek looked serious, and he held the warnings he received from different channels.
"Then they will find out who is the jackal!" Chen Ang smiled, and he twirled the ring on his right index finger that symbolized rights and tokens.
"Many people are waiting for our statement! Your Excellency!" Lek couldn't help but said, "It's not that no one is on our side, the enemies of the Thieves Guild, and some other organizations hope to reach a certain range of cooperation with us."
"What are they expecting?" Chen Ang asked with a smile: "This world is complicated and checks and balances each other. There are enough constraints around every behemoth, because the world is balanced, and there must be someone on the other side of the bargaining chip." Equal weights, every existence has its elements of checks and balances."
"This is politics! Through this game, we can take advantage of this balance, like goblins stepping between two behemoths, walking to maintain balance and stability, selling most of our interests, and protecting what we can eat Part of it. And then slog through the coming storm, do whatever it takes, do whatever it takes, and survive.”
"Then the organization will grow steadily!" Chen Ang spread his hands and looked into Leke's eyes.
"Yes, Your Excellency! This is the price we must endure and pay!" Lek mustered up his courage, biting his lower lip and said.
Chen Ang showed a playful smile, and looked at him quietly with eyes that Lek couldn't fathom. Only the sound of Chen Ang knocking on the walnut table was in the air, which was very obvious in the quiet room.
In this suffocating silence, Lek's mind went blank, and he had to concentrate on his pulse, feeling the powerful beating again and again.
One time, two times, three times...
A long sigh came from next to his ear, like a bottomless rumbling, the fear in Lek's heart couldn't help controlling him, causing him to almost collapse on the ground.
After the sigh, it was Chen Ang's calm voice: "Lek! Liek! What kind of illusion makes you think that I am a person who needs patience? Is it my usual tolerance and low-key, or my overly benevolent style? Or Yes, those provocations, those rumors that affect your judgment?"
With a steady and strong hand on his shoulder, Chen Ang gently pushed open the back door of the secret room, leading Lek along the long passage, and soon a fiery crimson river appeared on Lek. before.
On the lava river, the muscular ogre held a sledgehammer, and the steel plate on the heavy hitter, a round ax the size of a human head, showed its prototype. In rivers of lava, goblins and kobolds pushed ore into blazing ground fires, and molten steel was collected along conduits into gigantic blast furnaces.
Lieke saw that a furnace of pure molten steel poured out of it, the huge steel ingot was ravaged by a hydraulic press hundreds of feet high like dough, the steel plate was rolled out by a heavy hammer, and the huge machine drove hundreds of thousands of pounds of casting head, hitting the steel plate.
The hard plate armor is cast out of one piece, and the excellent weapons are piled up in the corner without money.
Tens of thousands of goblins, at the urging of some goblins spraying blue smoke, injected black unknown potions into their bodies, with burrs and frosted armor, and were tied to them in a mess. A mixed army of goblins and kobolds, holding a variety of pure steel weapons, ravaged the smelter with a brutal atmosphere.
Lek held his breath as he watched. He stared nervously at the orderly, yet insane and wanton army of evil. He even forgot that he walked in openly, and instinctively shrank in the place where he could A corner that brings you a sense of security.
He heard clearly, Chen Ang said softly: "We are not the passive one! Leke, you should know how to do it!" (.)