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Chapter 153 The Cruel Classical War
"So young master, how do we buy next?" Evelyn in the video window asked on behalf of everyone.

Lott smiled: "The next round is the top 16. After the match, we will enter the top eight, but..."

Speaking of which, Lott looked at Jill and didn't say anything more. The meaning was obvious: each of the top eight is a real master, and this kind of pre-judgment obviously can't keep up.

When Jill saw it, he nodded knowingly: "Don't worry, big brother, I know what I'm up to. In fact, my main reason for participating in this competition is to make a name for our Big Money Guild. After all, you all have your own careers. , doesn’t my bare commander need fresh blood?”

'Make Big Money' is a clichéd name. It's a weak, broken guild with no funds. Others hardly even take a look at it. In addition, there is no money to advertise, so Jill wants to make a name for himself here—to attract a lot of money. It is also good for two members to join.

When the others heard this, they felt a little embarrassed. Miranda opened the store, Evelyn and Ava ran away with Lott, and Aaron stayed at the jerk house all the year round. As members, they didn't seem to care for Jill. Thinking so much, Jill, as the president, didn't complain much, and silently endured it with the attitude of 'it's going to rain and I'm going to get married'.

Thinking of this, Lott saw from Jill that the friends who used to play games together gradually faded out of the game due to family matters, and finally only the president was left alone to stick to the last candlelight of the guild. Lonely again.

'If you were in other novels, you might have traveled to another world and become Skeletor. Lot looked at Jill and sighed silently.

Since he was a former member, and the development of the dungeon started from Jill, it would be unreasonable for Lott, as the lord, not to help him.

"Gill, put on the Bluetooth headset during the game." Lott said in the video window, looking at Jill with a serious expression, which immediately surprised several people.

When Jill heard it, she hurriedly took out the earphones from the ring and put them on, asking, "What's next?"

"From now on, just listen to my command throughout the whole process, do what I say, and become a sharp sword on the field for my use."

When everyone heard this, they all widened their eyes and let out a burst of exclamation: This is an attempt to cheat, no, it should be to invite foreign aid.

When Jill heard this, he immediately became excited.

Although I have never seen the big brother go on an adventure in the wild, the first time I saw him command the elf's proficiency in battle before, plus the series of tactics just now, all kinds of phenomena show that the big brother is very sensitive to the little elves. The elf's command and use is much higher than that of everyone present.

This is a real high-end player!

Thinking of this, Jill now has enough confidence in 16 to 8: He was quite worried before. After all, the difficulty of the top 16 has begun to increase, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. It is far from being able to survive by arranging the tactical process in advance— —The promotion of the top 8 is much better than that of the top 16.

"How should I thank you, brother Lott?" Gillton, who became more and more excited, was a little at a loss. Just as he was about to speak, Lott was afraid that the other party would say a line like "promise with your body", so he hurriedly stopped him. : "Helping you is also helping myself, don't forget that I bet all my belongings on you."

"Oh oh~~~"

After finishing this, Lot, who was sitting on the sofa in the domain hall, reached out and fiddled with the tablet computer in his hand, which showed the figures of the great elders of Sumir.

"My lord." Maria, who was also sitting on the sofa, was next to Lot, and leaned her head closer, "Why are you confronting these old fat guys like this? Why don't you just transfer all the other party's money from the bank?" Is it over?"

Hey, playing hooligans also requires teaching the Basic Law.

Lott turned his head and replied with a smile: "There is a saying called the mentality of a loser. After losing 5 million, the old fat people will continue to transport money from home and invest in it. Only the thin water can flow long. Besides, we are doing legitimate things." A serious businessman is not a bibi bird who robs the green forest."

Maria stuck out her tongue, and Vickers who was standing next to her asked cautiously, "My lord, is there any specific effect for us to absorb gold coins like this and finally let the dragon coins succeed?"

When Lott heard it, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, then looked up at the front, and said seriously:

"There are two types of wars. One is to send troops to fight against barbaric countries; the other is to deal with civilized countries: once the dragon coin becomes an international currency, we will send people to fight against anyone who doesn't like it." Injecting large-scale liquidity, that is, 'hot money' into the city, is directly reflected in raising their prices and housing prices, destroying their economic structure, and eventually forming a large number of false bubbles."

Hearing this, Maria responded like a primary school student answering a teacher's question: "Will the other party be in danger?"

"It's quite dangerous! It can be said to be dangerous." Lott said with a serious expression, "After the bubble economy reaches a certain level, we will withdraw all the hot money. In this way, the other party's capital chain will be completely broken, and a large number of enterprises will close down. Unemployment, social unrest, lack of supplies, and the economy collapsed like a tall building."

"And once the other party's foreign exchange reserves are exhausted, those in power can only keep printing money to maintain stability, but this will further depreciate the country's currency and increase prices, and in the end they will die. The only thing they can do is , the only thing left is to frantically sell assets in exchange for foreign exchange to stabilize prices, and the rest is to ask for help from outside.”

At that time, Lott only needed to send a business group in the name of Blue Fire Company to buy the other party's core assets at a very low price, so as to achieve the purpose of controlling the other party's entire economic lifeline. This is called 'shearing'

Once real-time, it is almost like throwing an atomic bomb, and it is even crazy: currency depreciation, factories shut down, people are unemployed, supplies are in short supply, and in serious cases, the national functional system will be paralyzed, and the entire civilization will degenerate to nothing but smashing and looting If the primitive society really intends to kill each other.
This is definitely an unprecedented disaster for orderly civilization.

"So, under normal circumstances, we'd better not use this trick, because the killing force is too brutal, and it will directly destroy the lives of residents in the area. At that time, the negative impact on the dungeon will also be quite huge, which is not worth the candle." When Lott was speaking, his expression was quite serious, and the surrounding atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Civilized economic wars are often more brutal than barbarism!
The target of the dungeon is the population, and destroying their lives is too overbearing. The contest between the rulers does not make the people at the bottom suffer. If the spread cannot be controlled, it means that the strength of the dungeon is still too weak up!

After listening to Lott's explanation, the Black Samurai stood aside with his arms folded and said silently, "I think it's easier to use a bomb to glass the opponent out."

It's like using your Death Star to blow up your opponent's planets one by one, right?
Lott shook his head and didn't say anything else. At this time, his monitoring computer showed that some old fat men in Sumir City seemed to have another idea.

"Have you found the crow yet?!" The Great Elder of Sumir looked very angry, the fat on his face trembled, and he thought his son was lost.
Lott smiled immediately, but then realized: Wait, the crow didn't go back? ? ?

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