The top of the Great Altar of Istalia.

".I will discuss this with Mr. Otis and give you an exact number as soon as possible."

The center of the picture is Naven Besalius.

Cassius sat on the supreme throne, looking at the images sent by the Clauber Military Industrial Group with a smile on his face and nodding repeatedly.

"well done."

Rump said excitedly: "Master, the empire's arms will be sold to the entire Feanso continent. As long as this war continues, it will bring us an endless supply of gold coins."

However, a clear female voice came: "But, we sold all the weapons and equipment to them, and those kingdoms became stronger."

"Why don't we just go and rob it?"

The person who spoke was a girl who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. She had a slender and graceful figure, and her hair and eyelashes were as white as snow - this was the White Dragon Tinija.

Now, she has learned Transfiguration and can temporarily transform into a human form, but she is not very proficient yet.

Cassius sighed and winked.

Rump was sweating profusely and quickly explained, "Miss Tinia, you don't know that according to the group of Starfallers in the Ministry of Science and Technology, the weapons we sell are fifty to one hundred years behind the Empire's current military equipment."

"Moreover, we are the only one in the entire continent that has a complete set of production lines and a complete industrial system."

"If they start a war with us, their supply of weapons and ammunition will be cut off immediately. By then, the backward weapons in their hands will be nothing more than a pile of scrap metal."

"But what we get is real gold coins that can be used for the rapid development of the empire."

After explaining everything in detail, Trump took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Oh, I see."

Tinia nodded as if she understood, then looked at Cassius with a dull expression.

"."

After hearing what Trump said, Kaxiu was immediately curious about the plans of these players, so he casually asked, "How many products does the Claubewu Military Industry Group plan to launch?"

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

Trump thought for a moment, then stretched out his staff and created a new magic image in the air. On it were three-dimensional images of various guns and artillery.

As a great wizard with an IQ of 22, Trump's brain capacity is far beyond that of ordinary people. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a library in his big head.

“The [Enemy-Breaking Fire] series of rifles has already been launched for three generations, and is mainly sold in retail to the low-end market.”

"The first generation of the [Flying Dragon Flame] series rifles is already on sale. The remaining four generations have all been successfully developed and samples have been produced. They are mainly targeted at the three kingdoms for large-scale dumping."

"The [Judgment] series of artillery has not yet been released, and we plan to launch the fifth generation of products within two years."

"The [Poison Woman] series of rifles has not yet been released, and plans to launch three generations of products within a year"

“It really made them understand the game.”

Cassius browsed through the dazzling array of firearms in the magic image and immediately shook his head and laughed.

After Trump's explanation, he also understood the players' thinking.

Various styles of "new products" are launched, and the performance of each generation is slightly better than the previous generation, and the price is correspondingly more expensive.

The ammunition is not even interchangeable. Every time it is updated, it is necessary to import new ammunition from the Burning Empire and purchase new supporting facilities.

The sickle swung again.

However, this is not the end.

The Thracian Kingdom, the Cassander Kingdom, and the Seleucid Kingdom have used all means to defeat each other. They will inevitably purchase more advanced equipment, thus forming an "arms race" unilaterally controlled by the group.

The more intense the war, the better the empire's armaments will sell.

The gear looks cheap.

In fact, he is a complete money-eating beast.

And when the Burning Empire invaded the south and officially declared war on the three kingdoms, it only needed to cut off their ammunition supply and impose a blockade to greatly weaken the opponent's military strength.

Such large-scale production will also put the empire's heavy industry development on the fast track and make the empire's military production capacity stronger, which just fits Trump's carefully planned "Three-Year Plan".

On the other hand, due to the special settlement method of the Klaube Military Industrial Group, the three major kingdoms will purchase a large amount of "Kinnar" issued by the Imperial Bank.

These coins will be widely circulated in the continent of Feanso, allowing the Burning Empire to gradually take the initiative in the economy in this chaotic situation, and even gradually establish an international currency trading system centered on the Empire's "Kinnar".

Perhaps there are some "insightful people" in Holy Fadlan who can see the Empire's intentions, but there is nothing they can do about it.

The reason is simple. The Thracian Kingdom has already purchased the armaments. So will the Cassander Kingdom buy it? Will the Seleucid Kingdom buy it?

If they don't buy it, they will most likely be at a disadvantage in this war, or even suffer defeat. If they buy it, it will only affect the domestic economy and provide money for the northern empire.

This is still a complete conspiracy. The next version update is still a year and a half away.

At that time, players' birth points will appear in various places on the continent of Feanso, and the 2.0 version of [Clash of Kings] will be officially launched.

What the Empire needs to do is to develop industry and technology as much as possible, use this precious opportunity to widen the gap, and prepare to join this all-out war across the continent of Feanso.

Cassius frowned at the thought.

"Wait, something seems to be missing."

"Cold Night Fury."

Cassius once again thought of the main mission in which he was supposed to be the final boss.

The forces of the abyss, led by the demonized red dragon, invaded the North. This was the main quest of the previous life [Northern Storm] and the beginning of the demon catastrophe that swept across the entire Erezega.

He closed his eyes and summoned memories of his past life.

"Jezalslak's Abyssal Nest has been destroyed by me. The entire Anzeta is now within my empire. He will only go to the deeper mountains to accumulate strength."

"The lich who originally made deals with the devil and took the opportunity to stir up the undead plague was also subdued by me and became a diligent worker for the empire."

Cassius suddenly felt emotional.

"As the Burning Empire gradually develops and I become more powerful, the fate of this world has shifted too much."

"The main storyline of this version is no longer the Demonic Tide, but the Dragon Plague."

As he was thinking, Cassius suddenly felt something moving in his leg.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Tinia was seen hugging his thighs tightly, her eyes full of obsession, her saliva wetting his luxurious robes - even after turning into a white-haired girl, Tinia's behavior was still not much different from before.

Trump, who was standing next to him, was sweating profusely. He didn't dare to speak for a moment and even considered leaving.

Tina raised her head and looked at him blankly with her big ice-blue eyes, seeming to be still immersed in her own world.

Eyes facing each other.

The air seemed a little stagnant.

"Master, are you awake?"

"Ah."

Cassius looked down at Tinia, a hint of anger on his face.

Tinia stammered, "Well, let me think, Master, do you want to eat first, take a bath first, or..."

"boom!"

"Ow—"

With a loud wail, the white-haired girl flew backwards dozens of meters and fell from the hundred-meter-high platform of the Istalia Great Altar.

Then, her petite body suddenly swelled up and turned into a white dragon more than ten meters long. It flapped around in the air until it grabbed onto the cliff, barely able to stabilize its body.

Bai Long said aggrievedly in the air: "Damn it."

"I was just reciting the script, why is my master still unwilling to lay eggs with me?"

"And I was clearly here first, why is that rotten silver skin and that ugly blue skin?"

On the altar of Istalia, Cassius looked a little gloomy.

"Trump, is this your education?"

"Is that how you taught her?"

"Master, you misunderstood me. We definitely didn't teach you that! Miss Tinija read the novels written by the Starfallers herself!"

"What Miss Tinia said are all lines from the book 'Red Dragons Won't Fall in Love with Half-Elf Ladies' published by the Propaganda Department's Starfall!"

Trump suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, feeling extremely bitter but unable to express it.

He also glanced through the book. Although he had no interest in it and even felt a little bored, he almost memorized the entire text with his extraordinary intelligence.

This was mainly because this book, as a propaganda piece for the "Great Fusion of Imperial Races," was very popular in Anzeta. Not only the Fallen Stars, but even the indigenous people had many buyers, bringing in a lot of revenue for the Imperial Propaganda Department.

Trump also secretly made up his mind that one day, he would catch all those star-killers who wrote melodramatic romance stories.

We can’t let these things pollute the soil of the empire!

And don't let it affect Miss Tinija! (End of this chapter)