Chapter 117: Entering the Customs

The Dragon Factory is located on West Palazzo Street in Vis Els.

Behind the neatly arranged square workshops is a Baroque-style mansion.

This is the restricted area of the Dragon Factory, and it is none other than Lord Ajef’s private domain.

At this moment, as he approached the door, White Reed instinctively took a deep breath to calm his nervousness.

Before he could lift a finger to knock, the purple bronze door with engraved magical patterns opened automatically.

White Reed was startled, quickly composed himself, and stepped inside.

“Please follow me!”

A well-dressed magical puppet at the door politely guided White Reed.

As he walked through the spacious hall, climbed the spiral staircase to the second floor, and moved several steps along the second-floor balcony, White Reed met the great Internet God in a large room.

Even though he often encountered gods, White Reed still felt as if he were dreaming.

Unlike the elusive gods of Velia, the deities of this world were more ‘approachable.’

Of course, approachable doesn’t mean they aren’t powerful.

On the contrary, from what he had learned, the gods outside were even more terrifying and chaotic, constantly plotting and ready to battle at any moment.

Perhaps this is why they appear approachable; the purpose might simply be to more efficiently control armed forces.

“Anything to discuss?”

Yu Sheng’an asked without lifting his head, continuing his current work.

—He was designing the [Conquest Sub-Dimension] guild function.

This apprentice magician assessment made him realize the power of teamwork and suddenly understand the crucial guild element he had overlooked in the Fourth Calamity.

Guilds contribute funds from the wealthy, labor from the strong.

Although internal struggles abound, from a certain perspective, they optimize resource allocation and better train professionals.

For example, command talent, combat talent.

“Lord Ajef, I have an immature idea regarding the sale of the bicycle production line.”

White Reed knew he shouldn’t question a god’s decision, but after careful consideration, he still came.

He needed to demonstrate his value.

And not just as a factory manager.

This wasn’t what he wanted.

Most importantly, the great Internet God isn’t a mediocre god.

He incarnated as Ajef, walked among people, either promoting agricultural development or enlightening magical wisdom, uniting different forces in Vis Els or keenly sensing industrial power, spearheading Kewell’s industrial enlightenment.

He even transformed into Akide, spreading great ideas, gradually dismantling the Infir Empire at minimal cost.

Such a deity is undeniably powerful, and being able to follow him is an honor!

But to secure a place beside such a powerful deity is even more challenging.

That’s why he came.

“Oh?”

Yu Sheng’an chuckled, leaned back in his chair, and looked at White Reed.

“I personally think selling the entire bicycle production line is a bit wasteful. It’s better to split the production units for each major component and sell them separately.”

“This way, not only do we make quick money, share costs and risks, but also bind interests, making the Kewell nobles our parts suppliers. Most importantly, we still hold the end product sales profits.”

White Reed spoke eloquently, believing that with the magnanimous wisdom of the Internet God, he would surely adopt his suggestion.

As expected, after he finished, the great Internet God began to applaud.

“Bravo!”

Yu Sheng’an clapped his hands: “Well said, I knew I didn’t misjudge you. You’re a qualified manager!”

White Reed didn’t understand what “manager” meant, but he understood Yu Sheng’an’s praise.

He restrained his delight, gave a reserved smile, and bowed slightly.

Yu Sheng’an’s smile remained unchanged: “Do you think the Aezia market is large?”

“Large, extremely large.”

“With our current production capacity, how long until the market becomes saturated?”

“Current capacity?”

White Reed was stunned.

“Ten years? Or a hundred years?” Yu Sheng’an’s lips curled into a teasing smile.

White Reed suddenly realized something, a bead of cold sweat forming on his forehead.

“Mr. Ajef, I… I was shortsighted.”

“Not at all. Your business sense is very good, and your ability to perceive my efforts in uniting the Kewell Empire is testament to your wisdom. However, you’re still unable to forget your past status.”

Past status?

White Reed pondered.

“You are the emissary of a god, learn to look at profit distribution through the lens of divinity.”

“Money, when spent, becomes money. Look at those nobles; if I hadn’t tempted them to open their cellars, the dust-covered gold coins would have only shifted to new nobles upon their demise, rather than being converted into power!”

“Don’t see money as money; view it as a tool. As long as you possess absolute force, money will naturally flow into your pocket.”

“Remember, first-rate companies set standards, second-rate companies build brands, third-rate companies make products. Don’t descend to market levels, scavenging like a wild dog for leftover market scraps.”

White Reed trembled, Yu Sheng’an’s business summary, far surpassing Velia’s insights, gave him a revelation.

It further made him appreciate the vast wisdom of the Internet God.

“I understand, thank you for your guidance!”

“Go on.” Yu Sheng’an gestured outward with a wave.

White Reed, following Kewell’s courtesies, placed a hand on his chest, saluted, and turned to leave. At that moment, he no longer felt a hint of arrogance.

Yu Sheng’an watched White Reed’s departing figure with a flicker in his eyes.

Deciding to auction off the bicycle production line was naturally part of his industrial enlightenment plan.

Industrial production is an enormous operation.

The more complex the product, the more extensive the industrial chain it involves. It’s not that Yu Sheng’an can’t achieve this alone, but the cost is too high, and there’s no point.

For example, certain parts have low demand, setting up a dedicated factory for them is evidently unworthy.

Therefore, it’s better to distribute these profits and place orders when needed.

Breaking down such a large industrial chain into parts, it not only shares profits, but lets everyone earn together, forming an interest whole;

It also fully mobilizes each link’s enthusiasm and flexibility, gradually lighting up the technology tree with collective strength, ultimately holding top technological achievements.

Isn’t that wonderful?

Yu Sheng’an only needed to control the industry standards.

In fact, Yu Sheng’an wanted to ignite not only Kewell’s industrial fire but also the world’s.

This isn’t just about turning them into raw material supplies and low-end manufacturing bases;

But also about ideologically destroying the foundations of the gods’ missionary work!

Because merchants’ capital and the working class will be grave diggers for feudal lords.

The foundational rule for feudal lords and even the ruling of the gods is based on land. That is, lords provide protection, and farmers provide offerings.

When factories arise, farmers naturally break free from personal attachment to lords and deities.

One could say, whoever controls industry and capital, masters people’s hearts.

By then, capital pushes you to work overtime without time for worship; how would one offer Source Essence to gods?

Additionally, many deities preach through intimidation.

In an agricultural society, dining dictated by weather and inefficient productivity provided survival ground for such fear-based preaching.

However, when productivity improves, and future returns can be expected, who would still believe in deities?

Even seeking peace of mind, would someone not believing in the Internet God rather believe in irrelevant deities? That would be madness!

In the end, productivity determines social forms.

Yu Sheng’an aims to liberate productivity, transforming society into fertile soil for his Internet spread.

Of course, all this is somewhat abstract.

These are the words of scholars.

For Yu Sheng’an, unless he crosses the border, everything he does is wrong. In a world with gods, Blue Star’s approach may not be applicable.

The bizarre system of the God of War has endured, let alone others?

So Yu Sheng’an is making two preparations.

The safest plan: use machine tools to produce machine tools, rapidly deploy troops, and cross the border; as long as he crosses, great scholars will kneel!

“The plan is grand, but steps need to be taken one at a time!”

Yu Sheng’an exhaled, adjusted the guild system, ensured there were no errors, and then confirmed the push.