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"If you're not my boss, I doubt you're my opponent!"

Gourd pointed to Morey and continued indignantly:

"We have 1,000 people ourselves, I can still convince myself by boosting morale, anyway, the maximum compensation is 1 million gold coins, you might as well directly bring me a 'big order' of 10,000 people, is it too much money? I don't think it's a lot of money, and I build a ship! ”

Gourd was really angry, and Morey felt that if it weren't for the hot sand goblin who felt that he couldn't beat him without a mecha by his side, he would have started with him.

"Don't be impatient, don't be impatient!"

Morey smiled and pressed Goude, who was about to jump to his chin, and explained it to him carefully.

"You see, these 10,000 people aren't going to die, are they? These are all the elites in the country, and they are all selected by thousands of people, not to mention one as ten, but in the battle of the same level, they will definitely not fall behind! ”

Although the loss rate of the new Ding who opened up the New World is as high as 50%, this is the result of counting those civilians who are fooled into taking a dagger and dare to rush to the New World, otherwise 50% of the new Ding in the first year, and 30% of the veterans in the second year, even the old empire will not be able to hold on.

"Let's do a little less, let's calculate it at a 30% discount rate, that's ......"

"3,000,000 gold coins, my lord of the city!"

Gou De answered coldly, although he was still cold, but his expression was much better than the expression he was going to tear up and eat as a snack just now.

"You are wrong, the loss rate is not a mortality rate, a serious injury and disability can also be considered a loss, with our highest compensation amount, a seriously injured and disabled soldier only needs to pay a maximum of 500 gold coins, if the rescue is timely, we can completely turn death into serious injury, and serious injury into minor injury!"

"If you calculate it in this way, there will be at least 1.5 million gold coins!"

When Gourd heard that the amount to be paid was almost 10% of the total theoretical payout, his face finally became normal.

But the cost of an invincible ship and a King Kong ship still made him angry.

"You also know that the New World is a treasure land, but it is difficult for magical power to survive on it, so over the years, it has been the warlord who has acted as the main force of exploration, limited to his own attack method, and the loss rate has remained high over the years, which is also the reason why countries know that the New World has treasures, but the investment is not high."

Gou De nodded, he knew all this, but what does this have to do with his insurance business?

"Over the years, Green has been secretly developing a series of herbs of [Leaves of Life] under my instructions, and finally has some gratifying results, except for some minor illnesses and injuries, now the [Black Jade Ointment] is mainly aimed at fractures, and the [Resurrection Pill] is good at emergency rescue, all of which are excellent alchemy potion substitutes, but there has never been an entry point, after all, those alchemy potions are more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but do you think that if this army is under the protection of our medicines, most of them will come out of the New World with their hands and feet, What kind of impact will it cause? ”

Only then did Gou De understand that the big order of 10,000 people was for advertising his own herbal medicine!

Thinking that the merchants of the whole continent would rush towards him waving gold coupons, Goude's dissatisfaction suddenly disappeared.

What business to make money, monopoly business!

What is the most profitable business, the monopoly of the drug business!

I don't need to lie on the wounds of the injured and suck blood like the Alchemy Guild did before, as long as I add a little profit to the cost, it is a lot of income.

"Have you talked to the king about the supply of herbs, boss?"

"Isn't that what you want to play?"

Morey looked like he was in charge, but Gourd was excited.

"Then you can see! If I don't sell these precious herbs for what they deserve, I will never come back! ”

Seeing Gourd's exuberant appearance, Morey put the words "the king's favor" in his stomach, and talked to a merchant in the manner of a merchant.

......

"What, you're going too?"

When Bert finally got rid of Gord's entanglement and signed a contract for the supply of herbs, he saw a heavily armed Morey quietly lining up with his troops behind the follow-up baggage troops, waiting to enter the portal.

Unlike the general teleportation array, the portal to the New World must be kept open at all times, otherwise it may be cut off from the New World, so even if they know that it is wasteful, they must be open, and they are really burning with money.

"Now that Red Leaf City has left me, it can still develop, and the East family has not let their subordinates open up territory for themselves!"

Bert promised himself that as long as it was a territory opened up by the Red Leaf City troops, it would automatically be included in Morey's territory, and it would not be restricted by the title.

Morey took out the family honor to gag him, but it made Bert have no idea of blocking, to be honest, Bert was a little envious of Morey, he was completely drawing on a blank piece of paper, although there were occasional obstacles, but he could always pass smoothly, so for so many years, Red Leaf City has been completely rooted in the land of the Far East, even if he leaves as a lord, it is not a big deal.

After all, without Morey, they still have the Red Leaf City Guards, the Saber Iron Guard, the Red Gauze Cavalry, the Goblin Mecha Force, and the famous Far East First Fleet, and these people are still loyal to Morey.

And the royal capital is entangled with complicated interests, not to mention that he has just become a king, even if he has been a king for decades like his father, can he be like Morey, and he will be gone for half a year and a year?

The idea of traveling the world like his father had become empty as he had become king.

Thinking of his father, Bert's brow was tinged with a hint of gloom.

Although his reputation after graduating from the Book of Ten Thousand Laws is better than one day by one, and announcing his succession at this time is expected, his father, who is in the prime of life, is so anxious to put him on the throne, which still makes him feel a little bad.

"Is he hiding something from me?"

......

The Kingdom of the Holy Spear, the royal capital, the Temple of Morning Light.

In the healing temple full of warm morning light, the abdicated Duke. Gladstone is being treated by Teresa, the chief priest of the god of morning light.

"Your Majesty, your body!"

Bill looked at his old friend distressedly, his eyes full of worry.

"It doesn't matter, there is a high priest here, a little injury is nothing!"

Although his face was pale, Duke. Gladstone still comforted his old friend.

But after a muffled grunt, Duke fainted completely on the bed.

"Sacrifice to the Lord, the king of his sick ......"

Bill naturally didn't think that Teresa had done anything, on the contrary, every time he came to this secret treatment, the king couldn't help but faint, but they came more and more often, and the time for him to faint was also earlier and earlier.

"I can only maintain it for the time being, this strange curse is very difficult, and although I try my best to exorcise it, it can come back every time!"

Teresa picked up the towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead, and continued:

"Although the [Prophecy] I used before was interfered with, I plan to use the [Prophecy] again at the Birthday Festival of my Lord next month, and with the blessing of my Lord's divine power, I must find the guy who released the curse!"

Bill nodded excitedly and said:

"Then please, Your Excellency Teresa!"

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