Royal Magic Academy.
Southern District Laboratory.
The gray-haired Simmons walked in and went to the storage area as usual to see if there were any defects in the experimental materials needed recently.
After a brief glance, he suddenly frowned and shouted loudly, "Majori! I told you two days ago that you and the people in the purchasing department would notify you to replenish the reserves of Nether Orchid. Why hasn't it been in place for so long!?"
A middle-aged teaching assistant hurried in, looked at the few dozen Nether Orchid plants in the storage area, and replied helplessly:
"Professor Simmons, you don't know something. These Nether Orchid are the plants of His Highness Seventh Prince Ron. Previously, except that His Majesty Andre provided a batch and His Highness Ron sent 100 plants, we had no purchase channels."
"What do you mean?" Simmons stared, "Didn't it spread a lot before that His Highness Ron was going back to Imperial Capital? What? He was killed halfway?"
"Uh..." Majori sweated on his forehead. Professor Simmons's distinguished status allowed him to speak so openly. He didn't dare to say that.
"It's like this, His Highness Ron has arrived at Imperial Capital. He originally wanted to buy a store to open Flower Shop, but every time the store he liked was bought in advance."
"Because of this matter, His Highness Ron simply doesn't drive Flower Shop now. He spends all day fishing at Impaxiu Lake. Our people come to you and refuse to sell. There is nothing we can do..."
Simmons frowned again after hearing this. "What's going on specifically? Tell me clearly, Imperial Capital is so big that you can't even buy it in a store?"
"This..." Majori hesitated and hesitated before explaining, "There are actually many forces behind this matter. I only heard it from hearsay. That's what you heard, Professor..."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Yes, yes..." Majori wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"It goes something like this--"
"His Royal Highness Ron was targeted by the other two churches because of his status as God's Favorite. The other forces took a fancy to His Highness Ron's Flower Shop plants, so they added fuel to the fire behind the scenes and planned to make His Highness Ron surrender and hand over the dominance of Flower Shop."
"Of course His Highness Ron was not willing, so he broke the rules and simply stopped driving Flower Shop. He just spent time with them. No matter who came to discuss business or cooperation, they were all rejected."
"Even those of us who simply wanted to buy Nether Orchid were driven away by His Highness Ron, saying that he did not plan to sell any more plants until Flower Shop was released."
"The two sides are in such a stalemate, there is nothing we can do..."
Simmons Hearing this, the anger in his body came up, and he felt a little irritable.
He looked at the few Nether Orchid in the storage area and was furious.
"This is all bullshit!"
"Do they know how important Nether Orchid is? The Disode guys have already developed the new Meditation Potion! We are just getting started here!"
"And Golden Red Chrysanthemum!"
"That's an excellent demulcent!"
"If we can get it in large batches, how many bottlenecked experiments in the laboratory can be pushed forward!"
"Damn it! They are a bunch of worms who only want to harm the country!"
Simmons became more and more angry as he talked. He closed the door to the storage area with a final slap, strode forward and rushed straight out of the laboratory.
"Hey! Professor! Where are you going!?"
"Where else can we go!? Go to the dean!"
"If that old guy refuses to come forward, I will personally go to His Majesty Andre to remonstrate with you!"
Imperial City First Military Academy.
Principal's office.
Felton was sitting behind the desk, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, and glanced at a list on the table:
"Have you checked everything out?"
"Yes." A military academy director wearing a crisp military uniform replied, "They release assassination missions from the assassination organization, spread rumors around Imperial Capital, and maliciously snap up Imperial Capital stores. Although they are all insignificant characters, it is enough to serve as a warning."
"What about the others?" Felton asked, "How many people have come into contact with His Highness Ron in the past few days? Let's also make a list."
"Those forces behind the incident that are fueling the flames, although they can't get any handle this time, can still keep a case record first."
"For students in the military academy who are related to these forces, please press your quota for this semester."
"This..." the director of the military academy hesitated, "Wouldn't it be bad? This button must be pressed by more than half of the students..."
"First determine the quota of students who have nothing to do with these forces. For the remaining ones, just say they are too good and need more time to judge." Felton raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Aren't you the best at this aspect?"
"Ahem, I understand." The director of the military academy coughed twice awkwardly, "Then Ron, over there..."
"He has Church of the Goddess of Harvest's information channels, and he will know all our actions." Felton chuckled twice, "100 Golden Red Chrysanthemum plants are his sincerity, and we have to show our sincerity a little bit."
"After completing the above things, let's take a look at the reaction of His Highness Ron. If it satisfies people, we can't do it again."
"What do you need to prepare specifically?" the director of the military academy asked.
"No need." Felton stood up, took off the military coat from the hanger and put it on, "I'll go see the old guy next door Magic Academy and feel out what he wants."
"Now this matter not only involves the forces behind it, but the military has also been waiting and watching."
"If the old guy next door agrees with me, let's wait for His Highness Ron to give us feedback, and we might as well bring our immediate superior together."
"The winter war in the north is about to end, and the military department will be able to spare some time to deal with this matter."
"If we can bring the matter to such an extent that it harms the country, what we can gain will not only be the interests of His Highness Ron."
"Those who are too busy now to do serious work will have to be ripped off by the time."
The director of the military school felt awe-inspiring, and immediately prepared for the next action under the principal's instructions.
Royal Magic Academy and Imperial City First Military Academy acted at the same time, and the energy generated was far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
As the main source of combat power reserves for the military, the two colleges immediately launched the most beneficial measures after receiving Ron's favor.
The two colleges willingly ate the bait thrown by Ron.
And those forces that are waiting for Ron to be unable to bear the pressure and be forced to make a choice are still extending their tentacles to test Ron's bottom line.
Ron, who was sitting on Soven's carriage, looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, ignoring the delicate laughter of the noble lady sitting opposite Soven in his arms, while quietly waiting for the dawning sunshine.
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