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6. The atmosphere suddenly became free! (Vote please~)
In the Land of the Impossible, no, after the summit of the various nations, it should be more appropriate to call it the Rodma Empire. This is a country built upon the ruins of a decayed dynasty that only exists in history books, and its inhabitants are, more or less, burdened with secrets that cannot be seen in the light.
However, the establishment of the Rosia Empire made the nations that had previously disregarded, even scorned, everything within the Land of the Impossible suddenly realize: it turned out that the empire at the center of this continent had always been painting its facade with chaos and disorder, while its true “core” had long existed.
The outside of the Land of the Impossible is indeed a mixed bag, but the inside is home to a well-organized existence comparable to that of a kingdom, and now they have finally transformed into the Rodma Empire.
What a surprise!
For some, this represents a series of loopholes, and loopholes mean business opportunities and gold coins!
At this moment, the Land of the Impossible, now renamed the Rodma Empire, was experiencing an ordinary day within its city. The people living here had long been accustomed to being governed by the only organization in the area. By now, even though it had transformed into the Rodma Empire, it was no surprise.
On the contrary, everyone was quite pleased, as this meant they could finally shake off the bad reputation of “sneaking around.” Moreover, many outsiders who were completely unlike the people of the Land of the Impossible had recently flooded into the city, just like this group right now!
In the line of sight, a group of oddly dressed men were getting off their carriages one after another. There were clearly no funerals around, yet they were all dressed in black: black clothes, black pants, black shoes, and topped with black hats . If just one person dressed like this, it might be a personal preference, but a group of over ten people all dressed the same way… could it be performance art?
After getting off, they all stood still, and then… a young female figure stepped out last from the carriage, accompanied by the bows and respectful words of the others.
“Supreme Commander, we have arrived.”
The girl tossed her ocean-blue long ponytail, took off her sunglasses, folded them neatly, and tucked them into her pocket. With her gloved hands, she patted herself, her voice filled with excitement.
“Is this the Rodma Empire? It’s completely different from the little countryside I imagined~ Truly wonderful!”
Although the girl was also dressed in black, she was slightly different from the men around her. Beneath her suit, a fluffy short skirt held up her garter stockings, and her boots were striking. Her ponytail swayed, making her look both beautiful and stylish , exuding the confidence of a successful person, someone above others.
Then, she pointed her hand and began issuing orders: “Go pay the coachman, remember to give a tip, don’t let the people here have a bad impression of our Melly United Kingdom, understand?”
“Yes! Miss!”
The men left in succession, while the girl stood with her hands on her hips, surveying everything around her.
In the city of the Rodma Empire, a large number of individuals who originally shouldn’t have appeared in the open were finally able to showcase their respective industries. At this moment, the streets were bustling with life, a scene of prosperity and revitalization, which made the girl reveal a cold smile after surveying for a while.
Far to the west of the continent, there exists a kingdom with considerable advantages in trade and money, simply put, it is a kingdom with “a lot of money and knows how to do business”—the Melly United Kingdom. This kingdom is formed by dozens of local families and groups, which ultimately elect a suitable member as the “Supreme Commander.”
On ordinary days, these families and groups might huddle together for warmth or aim arrows at each other, but once a unified goal is established, the term “united” in Melly United Kingdom is no joke. The presence of the current Supreme Commander of the Melly United Kingdom—Lin Ke—here already says it all.
The emergence of the Rodma Empire is big news! Looking at it this way, the summit of the Great Ying Empire wasn’t a waste of time after all.
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Before long, Lin Ke’s subordinates returned one after another. Compared to finding a place to settle down, Lin Ke was now more concerned about some “practical” issues.
“The Rodmar Empire, upon closer inspection, seems to be developing quite well. Gentlemen, just look around you; everything appears so prosperous. It’s a pity that these industries are not under the name of our Meri United Kingdom.”
With a shift in tone, Lin Ke’s questioning suddenly turned… chilling.
“So, regarding the acquisition, rather than saying the progress is slower than I expected, it’s more accurate to say… gentlemen, you haven’t even started the acquisition at all? I had already allocated enough budget to you the moment I received the news. Could it be that those gold coins have turned into burgers, stuffed into your assholes!?”
To put it bluntly, Lin Ke had come here to take advantage of the chaos following the establishment of the Rodmar Empire, to make large-scale acquisitions and form a monopoly. Once the Rodmar Empire stabilized, these initial investments would naturally yield returns a hundredfold . A perfect plan!
However, these subordinates were utterly useless; they hadn’t accomplished anything even after she arrived!
After a moment of trembling, one brave subordinate finally spoke up.
“Miss Lin Ke, it’s not that we haven’t started; it’s just that… the competition is too fierce. The Great Ying Empire and Prussia are both competing with us.”
“Don’t provoke the Ying folks and the long-eared Prussians; otherwise, we’ll be the ones suffering from the fallout. But they shouldn’t have such a big appetite, what about the rest?”
“In Rosia, they’ve taken quite a bit of territory here, and one of their three-in-one taverns has already started operating.”
“Tsk.”
Lin Ke clicked her tongue.
The Great Ying Empire was notoriously cunning; it was best to avoid conflict with them. Prussia’s long-eared elves had an extensive intelligence network; if they uncovered anything about her kingdom, it would be disastrous, so they had to be avoided as well. But what was Rosia, with its constant snow, drinking, and brawling? Surely, they wouldn’t cross half a continent to cause her trouble?
“Just a bunch of barbarians running around in the snow, bare-bottomed with bottles, and they think they can get a piece of this? Fxxk. Let’s just deal with them.”
With that thought, Lin Ke had made her decision.
“Find out what Rosia is doing here, hurry up! Then just come up with some excuse to buy it. Those intellectually challenged barbarians wouldn’t understand anyway; leaving it to them would just be a waste of resources.”
“As for the budget, spending a bit more is no big deal; after all, our Meri United Kingdom is not short on money!”
Putting her sunglasses back on, Lin Ke signaled for her subordinates to strut away with their heads held high.
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New character alert! How liberating!
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Illustration: Supreme Leader Lin Ke of the Meri United Kingdom
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