novelraw Chapter 1191 608: The Good Days Never End in the Trench
Chapter 1191 608: The Good Days Never End in the Trench
It's all getting better, it's all getting better!
Everyone says Central Earth is a cesspool of a mire, but Ji Jue just feels that ever since he came here, he's only encountered good people, or "good people."
They've all been good to him.
First, the kind-hearted Evil Cult came forward to redress his grievances, then the domineering president, Brother Du, picked up the tab for Coastal's industry.
Just as he settled down, with everything in ruins and no way to revitalize things, Shekri risked his life to create demand for him, followed immediately by the Federation and Desert Market, who spared no expense in stuffing money into his hands...
Even without a market, someone would help him create a market!
Never mind how the market came to be, you just say whether a market is a market or not!
Who says Central Earth is a dragon's pond and tiger's den? This is clearly a feng shui treasure trove, with quality materials and fine jade everywhere, making money as easily as a joke, Ji Jue can't bear to leave.
And while he was busy pretending to be modest, clearing inventory daily with the Federation and Desert Market, Coast Technology welcomed a period of mad expansion locally.
Even what was originally a joke of a lighter factory suddenly transformed into a high-tech military production and maintenance base. Even that ridiculous unfinished building from Dugu Ming's eye treatment was starting to be praised as artfully simplistic and ingeniously effective.
Don't ask, it's the coastal spirit!
Old Gou has gone mad.
What in the world is more unbearable than having the money right in front of you but not being able to make it? Time, time is money, my friend!
As Ji Jue's agent, his feet are starting to spark from all the running in the past few days, with reddened eyes breaking mountains and bridging waters.
If equipment is insufficient, he goes to Tianping Commerce for urgent processing, and if they can't handle it urgently, he has Reversed Heavenly Gang's boss handle it.
If people are insufficient, he decisively goes to the Star Core Association and directly transmits a batch of key personnel at a wholesale price of one million each.
If cattle and horses are lacking, he goes to the Chongguang Church, pulling people truckload by truckload to the factory, training them on-site to work alongside the Fly King's Spirit's mechanical arms, learning on the job with three shifts a day, 24/7.
Don't talk about labor protection laws, there's no such thing. Work on the assembly line for a month and you'll immediately get a tricycle, a refrigerator, a generator, and air conditioning; work for half a year, and you'll get housing and, with a long-term contract, you can even bring your family... the poor guys following the church around every day as unpaid volunteers are going mad, lining up to cram into the factories, wishing they could chain themselves to the assembly line.
Such high fighting spirit and wild vigor, even the junkers from Hai Province are sweating: How much money do you owe, brothers, to be rolling like mad dogs?
Some even came back after hearing about the benefits, pale as if they'd seen a ghost, and asked Elder Long Ge: Tell me honestly, are you planning to sacrifice the employees for some witchcraft or evil arts? Otherwise, why go this big?
With the credibility guarantee from Chongguang Church, and relying on their selection, a batch of employees, still eager to change their destiny, was gathered, and Coastal Industry's local branch started in full swing.
The seemingly desolate Tower City unexpectedly entered a period of unexpected prosperity.
With the dual extraction-style investments and reserves from the Empire and Federation, even craftsmen were too busy to breathe, and the entire area around Tower City, with all its workshops big and small, were operating at full capacity, barely supporting the market's demands and consumption.
Due to the extra shares, the unfilled commissions, overdue deadlines, and unplaced orders were all taken up by Ji Jue singlehandedly.
A workshop that hadn't even registered its name yet, surprisingly took up more than forty percent of Tower City's market share in one go, ensuring quality and quantity, with wholesale prices even preferred.
Even if they're low-end consumable orders with no technical content, they still drive countless peers mad with envy, scratching their heads and turning sleeplessly in their beds.
There's nothing to say.
What else is there to say?
Ji Jue's Alchemy Bullets were being hauled out daily by the truckload, with the daytime trucks going to the Federation Base and the nighttime trucks to the Desert Market warehouse.
Shaban even directly pulled out a thick material list, letting Ji Jue pick and choose freely, as long as he could deliver, anything could be negotiated.
The appetite is terrifyingly large, as if they're acting as some secondhand intermediary. As for who will pay Shaban's bill, besides the Federation, who else in Tower City could be this financially bold? Anyway, Ji Jue doesn't know, nor does it matter.
Clearing inventory, trading for blessings and materials, in just a few days, the Heavenly Skill, Spirit First, and Governance Axis prepare for Isis were all in place, and Ji Jue even scraped back half of the "Shaking and Scaring" Blessing Sequence.
Rarely does a fool pay the bills, not only clearing the stock for him, but also trading for blessings and materials with consumable Alchemy Bullets.
There's only this one chance, if you don't seize the time to quickly cash it in, then you're truly an idiot.
Besides, what kind of craftsman doesn't sneak personal goods into alchemy items?
What with the craftsmanship and the cover of Three-phase Alchemy, stuffing a heap of Fly King's Spirit into the bullets, the moment it triggers on the Wolf side, Ji Jue knows more than the command centers on both sides.
Anyway, Ji Jue has been laughing even in his dreams these past two days, laughing so hard his legs can't close.
As for Shekri, all he has left is blessings and gratitude.
Keep at it, big brother lackey of the Seeder!
You must live a little longer, stir things up a little more!