Victor opened his mouth slightly, but then he felt that it seemed reasonable. In the final analysis, the foundation of modern magic is the most superficial mysterious system after artificial ether. Regardless of whether it is artificial ether or physics, in fact, it all comes down to the "underlying operating rules" of the world. The Great Mysteries is also a very ancient concept. In essence, it is the same as the magic brought by the Outer Gods. It is a ritual of entering "numerology" into the Akashic Records to create rules. However, the Great Mysteries are more ruthless. Any numerology called a Great Mystery must be based on the entire world and take the entire world as the unit of rules, rather than a small "field" level. Except for the gods who have disappeared, most people who still exist in this world cannot do this. Artificial ether, the foundation of modern magic, is almost the last successful "Great Mystery", while physics... is the law of the evolution of the world itself, which has become more consolidated and detailed with the decline of mystery. Is the Bible considered a Great Mystery? Is the devil a product of this? Victor's thoughts began to wander, but he was quickly pulled back: "Ahem, barely so. Anyway, since the Light of Technology is comparable to the Mystic, why does Feim think they are weak?" “Of course it’s because of the ecology.” Feim was also very interested in the rare ancestor who could share common topics with him, so he simply sat down and said, "No matter what, a new ecology is very fragile, especially the "physics" foundation that the light of science and technology is based on. It is basically simply driven by the world without any guarantee." "for example?"
"For example, Zhu Yue, for example, Wang Quan..." At this point, Feim was suddenly stunned, revealing a thoughtful expression: "But it is true that now that they are all gone, humans are not as fragile as I thought." "It's my impression that I'm lost." Because they have lived through the Age of Gods and have seen many world-class powers that can destroy rules at will, they worry about world peace every day and are afraid that modern days will suddenly disappear one day. Victor nodded slightly. Feim really liked the modern times. Compared with other ancient ancestors, his interest was probably not just in money, but more in the pursuit of more changes and novelty, so he could remain enthusiastic about the development of the world. "You've convinced me." Victor laughed and shook his head. Feim admitted that he was just following his impression, but Victor felt that the other party was not exaggerating. Otherwise, how could Gaia's small move almost wipe out all mankind? After all, there are indeed no gods in the world based on the earth, and there is nothing wrong with the development of technological foundations by humans on earth, but... if there is a mature outer god, he will come and interfere. Physics...I'm afraid it doesn't exist. But that should have nothing to do with him. He exaggerated and said that humans were awesome not just because of his sense of belonging to humans. Most of the time, they use humans to stimulate populism among the Dead Apostles. Humanity is indestructible... It seems that they really can’t be destroyed. Victor was stunned for a moment. If the humans are destroyed, what will the dead apostles drink? ! "Forget it, we'll talk about these topics of interest later." Victor shook his head and threw these incredible ideas out of his mind. Then he knocked on the table and his expression gradually became serious. "The most urgent matter now is the affairs of our Dead Apostles." Hearing this, Feim's expression became serious and he entered a negotiating state. He was indeed supportive of Victor.
But support is support, and we still have to ask for what we deserve. When it comes to business, he is a businessman. "Our keynote is win-win cooperation. Is that ok?" Victor asked first. "of course." "Then I need you to participate in this war. Your City Doll will be a powerful weapon in our war." "During the war, I will still need your funds, spell bodies, precious materials and other material support." "Tsk, you're trying to squeeze me to death... The price you're asking for is not low." Feim said cheerfully: "What can I get?" "You shouldn't say that." Hearing this, Victor smiled and said generously, "You should tell me what you want." …… In the next room, Artluqi was lying on the bed snorting, tossing and turning to vent her frustration, while silently casting a soundproofing barrier on herself and the surrounding space. There was no way out. Feim visited Victor almost openly late at night, and the two of them didn't seem to care if their conversation was known by the Jewel Master or the White Winged Prince. But the two didn't care. Altluchi, who had grown a lot now, still took action silently just in case. Humph, considering that you have been working so hard and been so busy, just forget about your disrespect to this princess. Altluchi wrinkled her nose. Anyway, Victor was a 100% career-oriented person and she couldn't count on him to coax her - well, it would be better to say that after her subordinates became too powerful, she suddenly didn't know what she could do. Artluqi shook her head in annoyance and checked the time. Ten minutes have passed. What on earth are they talking about? As a princess, I should not eavesdrop...well, no. Artluqi soon realized that she couldn't be so willful, so she simply patted Fufu's butt and said, "Fufu, what are they talking about?" "Woo! How many times have I told you that my name is not Fu Fu? Can you please stop learning bad things from that bastard?!" "I know, I know, Fu Fu, come on, listen secretly." "..." Fufu tilted its head and stared at Altluchi. After a while, it lowered its head dejectedly and said listlessly, "What are they talking about..." "Oh, human oh..." "what?" Altluchi was stunned.
Why... it's a human again?! 106. The Soviet Union collapsed. Aozaki Touko: Did I come back at the wrong time? "What do you want?" Victor laughed at the thought. To be honest, Feim is the most difficult of all the Dead Apostles to deal with, because he is also proficient in some of the experiences and theories summarized by the world today. Although he is not as advanced as later generations, he is indeed the most powerful business oligarch in the world today. "I'm a businessman. As a businessman, of course I like money." Hearing this, Feim also laughed and said, "If the kingdom of the dead is really formed, I want to monopolize all business." "... All business, tsk, I won't talk about your appetite." Victor narrowed his eyes slightly. "How do you know this business really exists? As far as I know, the Dead Apostles don't have the concept of buying and selling." Not to mention the Dead Apostles, even most magicians have little concept of buying and selling except for spell bodies and patent fees. The famous families have menial jobs specifically responsible for this, and the down-and-out magicians have taken zero-dollar purchases to the extreme. "Who said we should discuss business with those idiots?" Feim laughed cheerfully, "It's impossible for the Dead Apostles to be independent of the world." Huh? If I don't discuss business with the Dead Apostles, then... Victor hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously: "...Human?" "Haha, it's not just humans, the Magic Association can do it, and alien species can do it too." Feim said bluntly: "Anyway, just leave the only exit to me." "hiss……" Export monopoly?! Victor hissed. He knew Feim had a big appetite, but he didn't expect it to be this big. "Can you eat it?" "Haha, what you said is not about whether I can eat it or not, but you have to think about who else can eat it besides me." Feim's tone was full of confidence. In this regard, he showed his arrogance for the first time: "Let's not talk about anything else for now. The dead apostles need human blood. How are you going to solve it?" "Human blood is the most fundamental conflict between the Dead Apostles and the Magic Association. The Dead Apostles need human blood so they go out and attack others, and the Magic Association cannot provide human blood for the Dead Apostles." Feim said this, picked up the black tea, and chuckled: "But I can." "War criminals in the human world, destitute homeless people, and even the dead bodies of the sick and old in the hospital." Feim said calmly: "Under the operation of capital, all of them are mine." "..." Victor thought about it and felt that what Feim said made some sense. To be honest, even though he had already taken the lead in leading the dead apostles to fight for independence. But in fact, to be honest, he is now a bit like those small countries that are seeking independence. They only think about independence, but they still need to think carefully about what to do after independence. The ruling structure of the Dead Apostles must be vertical, and the absolute dominance of the superiors means that it is impossible to copy the experience of the previous life. However, the good thing is that politically, with the help of Prince Bai Yi, the situation will not collapse to some extent. As for the construction in the economic field... you know what, it probably really cannot be separated from Feim. Victor's initial plan was to hand over financial and market regulation to Ferm, a position similar to that of the British economic secretary. It’s internal.
Unexpectedly, the other party actually set their sights on this foreign trade. Their vision was indeed vicious. How can you earn more by controlling internally than by controlling externally? "Human blood trade?" Victor smiled. "To be honest, my original plan was to raise them in captivity..." Well, keep some two-legged sheep in captivity and draw blood regularly... "That's the same." Hearing this, Feim smiled and said, "I'm also good at the slave trade." Victor: “…” Fine. "But in this case, internal financial control... forget it." Victor suddenly realized how hilarious it was that the Dead Apostles had no financial resources at all. It is true that the construction of the Kingdom of the Dead Apostles requires money, but according to the ancestors' thinking, the most suitable system for them must be the so-called feudal system, just like the princes and dukes fabricated by outsiders. It is best to give them titles and then control them themselves. The national treasury is the small treasury of Altuluqi... "Sure enough, the most troublesome thing is not leading troops to fight..." "Haha, after all, it concerns the future of the Dead Apostles." Feim laughed softly, "But those problems will have to wait until later, right?" "Indeed, let's win this battle first." Victor took a deep breath and stretched out his hand: "So... happy cooperation?" "Pleasant to work with." Seeing this scene, Feim also smiled gently, stretched out his hand wearing a white glove, and the two shook hands. After discussing the most important things, the atmosphere between the two became relaxed. Feim seemed to be still a little reluctant to talk about humans again. He even said a few words about his concerns about the environment. Although Victor could talk a few words about this, to be honest, he was a little uninterested. Are you kidding? I am not one of the people who destroy the environment, but I should be the main force in protecting it? So he thought about it and decided that it was about time to bring it up. "Speaking of which, Feim, I have a big sum here, are you interested in playing with it?" "Big...?" "Yes, the big one." Victor stood up and placed some of the information he had prepared in advance on the table. As I said before, Victor has no assets. Not only him, but even Artluki is a poor guy with nothing. It is now the end of 1989. Victor has checked and found that this year, a major country has passed a very important decision. The ruble's fixed exchange rate system was replaced by a dual exchange rate system. The connections between different worlds are always surprisingly similar. After seeing this decision, Victor almost immediately realized that in two years, this behemoth would fall and then be divided and devoured. In 1991, the Soviet Union collapsed, and what followed was the last of the three steps: financial liberalization.
In two years, Victor planned to amass a large amount of wealth so as to make a quick buck while others were in trouble. But he thought that if he relied on himself alone, no matter how much wealth he made, he could not be compared with those tycoons who had been making money for decades or even hundreds of years. So, he thought of Feim. No matter how hard he tries, the wealth he gets may only be a drop in the bucket. But with Feim, it will be different. They could even directly manipulate the Soviet economy and take advantage of it. After all, as the devil of the financial world, the most terrifying thing about Feim is not just the tens of billions of wealth in his hands, but his connections and his status as a weather vane. Not only can he convince other international hot money to conduct financial operations, he can also lead the trend and make countless capital tycoons follow him - in other words, as long as Fehm wants to short the ruble, even those who do not believe in the collapse of the Soviet Union will more or less participate with half-belief.