After autumn, there were a few light rains, and the weather gradually became cold.

The weather in the fog capital is a little colder than in Shenbang, and the ubiquitous smog adds a bit of coldness to the city.

The cargo ship sent back by Columbus surprised everyone.

People look at the boatload of April Fool's Gold, and they have a feeling of celebrating April Fool's Day in advance.

An accountant made a preliminary calculation that the value of the cargo on the ship was not enough to cover the freight and insurance costs.

If it's just that, it's just a small thing.

After the ship docked, there was an 'earthquake' on the Fortune Exchange!

Columbus stocks, which were lifted from the ban, were sold off by everyone, and their value plummeted.

How high this stock was praised in the past, how low it is stepped on today.

However, the farce of Fool Kim completely destroyed people's trust.

Columbus's stock became waste paper, and some people even burned the stock text in public to vent their anger!

There have also been people who have come forward to hold Columbus legally responsible, recover their losses, and at least get something back.

However, their claims could not be upheld by the courts.

The court's reasons for dismissal are simple:

More than 99% of the ore sent back by Columbus is fool's gold, but another 1% is real gold.

He did send the gold mine back!

Moreover, Columbus, as a captain of a ship, rather than a geologist or alchemist, was not able to accurately distinguish between Fool's Gold and Gold Mine.

From this point of view, Columbus did not have a subjective fraud.

What's more, Columbus didn't gain anything in the whole thing!

According to his promise, he transported all the spoils of the voyage back to the fog capital, and that's it.

The court did not support the shareholders' claims, but it also issued an injunction prohibiting any navigator from writing back in advance to announce his gains, lest the fool's money farce be repeated.

If at other times, the major shareholders suffered such a big loss, they would definitely not give up.

However, the status of the majority shareholder of Columbus stock is somewhat peculiar.

This group of old aristocrats from Nan Hate Wumei originally planned to rely on this business and turn over and become the masters.

Who would have thought. Full set inside!

Originally, as the landlords of the small United Kingdom, there was no reason for them to lose a lawsuit in Wudu.

What's more, Columbus is a member of the Divine State, and the people behind the scenes are also Mr. Ludon and the Buck family from the Divine State!

Wudu sued the Shenbang liar at home, how can this lose?

They really lost!

A judge, who was about to retire, gave the final verdict on the case, forbidding Sir Billy and others to appeal again, and completely closing the coffin.

After the sentence was given, the judge retired with honor, received a knighthood on the spot, and was sent to the House of Lords.

It wasn't until this moment that Sir Billy and the others came to their senses.

What they've been fighting against is not Mr. Ludon from the Divine State.

It's just a glove, a knife.

And the real mastermind behind the scenes is the old king in the deep palace.

The old king was in poor health, and bad news kept coming from the palace, and he was seriously ill one after another.

Many people suspect that he will not survive this winter.

Even so, when the old king was sober, he still made a deal with Mr. Ludon through some unknown means.

The depreciation of Columbus's stock completely bankrupted the finances of Minami Wumei Island.

They don't have any legitimate way to fight for their interests.

As for the improper way

As long as they dare to use it, the old king will dare to turn his face.

Originally, Sir Billy pinned his hopes on the Knights of St. Peter, and the combat power of this knight order should not be underestimated.

If the canonization of the Thirteen Holy Churches is the state religion, it is very likely to convince the other party to stand on his side.

The only small problem: to add money.

Now, the money is gone, and the people are running out.

When Sir Billy appeared before Ludon again, he was more than ten years old compared to his high-spirited spirit some time before.

The two sat in the same secret room, in the same position.

Sir Billy looked at the other man's eyes, but there was no condescension or contempt, mixed with solemnity, resentment, incomprehension, and anger. and awe.

Billy opened his mouth bitterly,

"Hunting with a lion will only be his next meal, Mr. Luden."

This is an ancient proverb in the fog capital, which is replaced by Luden's hometown dialect: seek skin with the tiger.

"You're right."

Ludon nodded earnestly,

"I don't want to do that either."

But the old king gave too much!

After destroying the plan to restore the island of Nan Hagoume, the old king granted the right to mine a gold mine and asked the mint to buy gold from Ludon first.

This means that Luden's medical company will have a steady stream of cash flow!

I really have a mine at home.

Ludon no longer needs 300% leverage.

Because, with the wealth in his hands, no bank can help him raise the leverage ratio to 300%.

His wealth is enough to buy half of Nanhate Wumei Island!

"Mr. Luden, I have come this time to tell you something."

Sir Billy spoke slowly, speaking as smoothly as possible,

"The repayment contract we signed before may be in default."

Lu Deng's brows furrowed slightly, with his understanding, the cash in the other party's hand could at least last until the fourth installment of repayment.

Given a little more time, they can scrape together and pay off all their debts, get their land and collateral back, and not default so quickly.

Luden's brow quickly loosened, and he knew what the other party was going to do.

Sir Billy continued,

"We will not default all of them, but one-sixth of them, and according to the deeds we have signed, these lands are yours."

The other party handed over a long list, and Lu Deng glanced at it, they were the most remote and marginal territories on the island, and the value was not high, and the other party would not feel distressed if he gave it up.

Giving up these lands to Ludon for no reason, of course, they were not at ease.

Sir Billy's voice was still steady, unhurried, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him,

"According to the Code of the Fog Capital, from the moment we defaulted, you owned these lands, and at the same time, you were also the largest lord on the island, therefore."

Sir Billy finally paused, looked at Luton with dark blue eyes, and even said with a slight smile,

"After the vote of the island's council, from 2:30 p.m. tomorrow, you will be the governor of Nanhagowumei Island."

Luden:.

Isn't it about squeezing cash out?

The old aristocrats directly abandoned the pawn to protect the car!

Stuff all the scraps to Luden, and at the same time, use less money to keep more valuable territory and reduce your losses.

At the same time, Ludon, who had taken over the lands, became nominally the largest lord, and with the approval of the Parliament, he had to serve as governor.

When it joined the small United Kingdom, Nan Hate Wumei Island made many absurd demands, and the other party agreed to them one by one, and even wrote them into the code.

This is also one of them.

The governor of Nanha Wumei Island must be the one who owns the most land on the island.

Ludon doesn't want to be a governor?

You can also.

According to the Code of the Fog, Ludon refused to serve as governor and had to sell his estate to the local nobles.

Or, Ludon pinched his nose and became this governor and was forced to fight the old king in the ring.

Or, Ludon will sell the land he eats to the old nobles.

With the restoration plan already bankrupt, Sir Billy tried his best to revitalize the situation, retreating into advance, withdrawing from the chaos and watching the tiger fight.

If Ludon was governor, he would have acted in disobedience and colluded with the old king.

At that time, the people of Nanhate Wumei Island will teach this Mr. Ludon from the Divine State a lesson with practical actions.

The will of the people cannot be violated.

Once Ludon is in this position, he must listen to the voice of the people, and his head must follow his ass.

The old aristocrats have lost enough.

It's the only decent way for them.

Ludon sighed and said helplessly,

"Choose the governor, at least choose it!"

The fog is really alive and going back.

Back then, in Shenbang, I still had to choose one of the three appearances.

This time it's good, and he directly gave Lu Deng a whole sentence.

There is nothing wrong with the legal process that the other party has taken, and it will not leave Ludon with a handle.

At the same time, Ludon suspects that the old king is happy to see it happen.

Anyway, the old king didn't have a few days to live, so let Ludon become the governor of the island and a nominal subordinate of the old king.

It's exciting to think about!

Pushed to this position, Ludon can only go with the flow.

As for how to clean up this mess.

Ludon didn't bother.

He never worries that he has too little power or resources in his hands.

Ludon was only worried that his appetite was too great to have enough to eat on an island.

Meanwhile.

fog capital,

Deep Palace.

A secretary general from the traffic management office, holding a newspaper in his hand, walked briskly into a room and quickly closed the door.

In front of a huge bed, a chair sits.

The Secretary-General sat in his chair, hung his head, like an obedient student, and reported,

"Mr. Ludon met with Billy, and he didn't refuse."

An old and powerful voice laughed,

"No one can refuse the position of Governor on the doorstep, especially someone like Mr. Ludon."

He had read Mr. Ludon's story more than once since he was a child.

This is a compulsory course for every king.

The old man is familiar with the legendary Mr. Luden, like a pen pal he hasn't seen for years.

He didn't expect that he would be able to see Mr. Ludon alive in his lifetime.

"Look up."

In a commanding tone, the Secretary-General raised his head and looked ahead.

A lean old man with snow-white hair was facing the mirror, grinning his teeth.

He seemed to be in good spirits.

The old man looked back at the Secretary-General with a snow-white smile.

He said seriously,

"With my new teeth, I can eat again."