Foreign Merchant Caravan

Powell's order naturally stunned everyone. They were all shocked by the scale of his spending. After all, even for the Two Rivers Territory, which was now burning mountains of gold and silver on immigration and expansion, twenty thousand gold coins was by no means a small sum.

The territory's civil administration system did not particularly approve of their steward's decision either. The device was indeed extremely useful, but spending twenty thousand gold coins on it was simply too extravagant.

However, the military system strongly approved of Powell's bold move. The military had even higher demands for information transmission. Ron, who always feared the world was not chaotic enough, even shouted his approval during the ceremony, though he was swiftly dealt with by his brother-in-law, Viscount Wembley.

Only then did the officers of the territory's military system realize the drawback of having Viscount Wembley serve as Minister of the War Department. With Viscount Wembley there, the War Department would inevitably hold an advantage over the army.

Just as everyone began discussing that extravagant order once more, Victor, who had remained silent at the side all along, suddenly stepped before them.

"Powell, you did very well. You showed real courage. In my view, telegraph lines must cover the entire territory. Not just the Two Rivers Territory—even the Golden Sunflower Territory must be connected by telegraph, so that while I am in the Northlands, I can immediately learn what is happening in the Golden Sunflower Territory.

"Furthermore, I want telegraph lines to cover the entire Vela Region, even crossing the Tears of God inland sea to connect with the Raine Kingdom."

Octavia sighed from the side. "That would cost an astronomical amount of money!"

Victor shook his head. "Not quite that much. The reason your telegraph machines and lines are so expensive now