Darkstone Code

Chapter 1056 - 1054: Continuing Unity

From Mr. Truman’s perspective, Lynch’s best choice is still to enter politics, as only then can he fully realize his value.

However, unfortunately, Lynch is unwilling to follow this path.

"Alright, let’s talk about other matters," Mr. Truman abandons the intention to persuade Lynch further; he puts down the document in his hand once more, "What is the relationship between Isabella and Mariluo’s situation?"

"I don’t think she will become a key figure."

This is also the view of the Ministry of Defense and himself. In fact, from the current perspective, Isabella does not possess any advantage.

If she can be supported to rise, naturally others can also be supported; the cost is essentially the same, so there’s no need to choose to support Isabella.

But Lynch chose her and persuaded the Ministry of Defense.

This is what Mr. Truman is most curious about. Why her, not someone else? Could it be just because they slept together?

This is actually the least likely assumption. If merely sleeping with Lynch could make him lose his mind, he would have been ruined long ago, and there’s quite a lot who have slept with him...

Well, this is a misconception; actually, not that many.

But it hasn’t resulted in Lynch making any foolish decisions, every decision he makes has deep meaning.

This is what Mr. Truman wants to know the most, why it is this person, Isabella, and not anyone else.

Lynch pondered for a while, "Isabella is the General’s daughter. Pushing her to the forefront can save us a lot of expenses."

"Sometimes we must include emotions as a bonus factor in people’s choices. People may not realize it, but they will act accordingly."

"Inclined towards emotion."

"And the most important point is she’s a woman. You cannot predict a woman’s logic using men’s thinking!"

Mr. Truman suddenly thought of his wife. His wife sometimes erupts inexplicably and then apologizes for what she did or said.

He was helpless and even more unable to understand why his wife would erupt suddenly like... hysterically, neurotic eruptions.

He felt Lynch was right, no one can accurately predict a woman’s thoughts; it’s terrifying.

Meanwhile, he developed more confusion, "What do you want this woman to do?"

Lynch was silent for a while, uncertain whether he should disclose, and Mr. Truman seemed to sense he might have grasped the crucial point.

Isabella is a woman who can become a flag; she has status, reputation, and only she can.

The other women can’t, because their reputation and strength cannot support them to become a female warlord.

So Lynch must be intending to utilize this woman for something.

He looked at Lynch with a bit of anticipation, of course, he still said something polite, "If it’s inconvenient, you don’t have to tell me."

This statement was quite meaningless, quite hypocritical, like "If you disagree, I won’t do anything"—such hypocrisy.

Lynch looked at him, while he shamelessly showed no trace of embarrassment. The two of them faced each other for a moment, then Lynch asked a question beyond Mr. Truman’s thoughts, "Want to make money?"

Mr. Truman thought he would ask, "Want to overthrow our enemies?" He really hadn’t thought it would be the "simple" question of "Want to make money?"

Mr. Truman couldn’t help but laugh, "I’m not interested in making money, you know, everyone pursues different things; just like you don’t like going into politics. My desire for wealth isn’t strong—just enough is fine!"

Military family of the era wouldn’t lack money, and you could even say he’s wealthier than the average colleague; he could transition from military to politician, which means he’s actually smoother than he appears.

Many people were deceived by his appearance; they thought he was simply a soldier, a simple fool.

Anyone who believes this is indeed the real fool.

Lynch shook his head, "This is a gamble involving approximately billions or even more funds; more importantly, it will determine an important order."

Mr. Truman’s curiosity was ignited, "What order?" he pursued.

"A new order under the world economic pattern!"

Economics, what is it?

If Mr. Truman encountered this issue five years ago, he wouldn’t have a mature answer. At that time, he wouldn’t think "wealth" could overthrow other countries.

After all, in his impression, money is just a "small piece of paper" printed by national subjects at the national unit.

No money?

Just start the machines and print.

But over the past few years, he has gradually been exposed to more politics, more societal essence, and has read several economic hypotheses proposed by Lynch, his understanding of economics has become more profound.

He understands, economics can indeed overthrow a country; just look at Nagariel.

Now it’s not Federation people forcing Nagariel to accept the exploitation by the United Development Company, but Nagariel people cannot leave the United Development Company.

If anyone suggests letting the United Development Company leave Nagariel, the first to stand up in opposition would be the indigenous people working for Federation.

They, as the first batch of beneficiaries, would firmly stand on the side of Federation people.

Yet Federation never instilled any ideas or forced them to stand in a certain position, didn’t even require them more closely what they should do.

They simply provided them with a job!

The United Development Company controls Nagariel’s economic lifeline, which equates to controlling everything in this country.

No one dares to underestimate the role and status of economics anymore, so now when the term "economy" is juxtaposed with other terms like "politics," it often ranks first.

But... a new economic order worldwide... this term leaves Mr. Truman feeling inexplicably shocked for a full year while also somewhat anticipating.

Lynch cannot eat so much money alone; if he really eats it, his death will not be far off.

Unless he takes a group of absolutely reliable people to an island to establish a secret realm... no, even that’s not safe.

At that time, anyone would want to kill him, including the banks.

Because if they kill him, this money would rot in the banks, and they can keep litigating with Lynch’s heirs for decades!

The officials might also consider detaining or killing him because when money reaches a certain extent, his wealth could easily alter the societal structure—this is what politicians least want to see.

All capitalists would have bloodshot eyes staring at him, wanting to tear a chunk of flesh from him.

No one would hope for his well-being.

After having Isabella to block part of the calamity for him, he decided to drag down the Federation Government as well.

With the Federation Government as a backing, it can shield Lynch from many disasters.

And he believes the Federation Government will personally get involved because... Gold!

"I don’t quite understand, but I have plenty of time now to figure it out," Mr. Truman thought for a moment, glanced at his wristwatch, and picked up the phone, "Help me cancel the subsequent arrangements... Yes, until I call you, I won’t attend any events. Tell them to prepare to reschedule."

After hanging up, he looked at Lynch, "My intuition tells me you will give me a huge surprise, but it might also be a fright!"

Lynch tilted his head with a smile, "It’s definitely sweeter than the Holy Fruit!"

The Holy Fruit is a fruit existing in the Bible that grows by the river of the Celestial Kingdom nourished by the Celestial River Holy Water; it’s said to be the most wonderful food in the world.

Countless deities have waged wars for the Holy Fruit, ultimately leading to the Holy Country falling to the Human World, and allowing humans to attain it, thus spawning human wisdom as a species.

Lynch quickly organized the entire speaking sequence, "What do you think of the current situation over there in Nagariel?"

"I mean the currency issue. Nagariel New Sol, what’s your feeling?"

The currency used in Nagariel isn’t Federation Mainland’s Federation Sol but Nagariel New Federal Sol.

Firstly, the designs of both are different; one uses some history and relics of Federation as the main pattern, the other takes mythological deities of Nagariel as the design pattern for currency.

Secondly, there’s a slight gap in exchange rates; New Federal Sol requires a piece of twenty cents to exchange for one piece of Federation Sol.

Currently, Nagariel people’s wages are settled using New Federal Sol, yet these people of New Federation have never had any objection to this; perhaps they feel it’s just about right, and holding New Federal Sol is slightly more.

The exchange rate of New Federal Sol is macro-controlled by the Federation Government and the United Development Company; when it needs to appreciate, it goes up.

When it needs to depreciate, it points downward.

This controllable control brings great benefits to Federation, for example, reaping Nagariel’s Wealth becomes smoother.

Not dry at all, a wave of the sickle, people don’t even feel it, and the reaping is already done.

Mr. Truman nodded, "Very good, our control ability is strong, and they’ve also helped us share some economic pressure."

Lynch softly said, "If I said, the entire world might become like Nagariel, at least economically, how do you think it would be?"

Without waiting for Mr. Truman to think and respond, Lynch self-gave his "standard answer"!

"On that day, we can transfer losses to everyone anytime, anywhere, and if necessary, subject them to various economic, financial, wealth harvesting."

"Whether they join or not, they cannot escape our influence on their entire societal economic ecosystem!"

"We will become the ones who establish rules and order!"

"The only one!"