"They were insane. These people were truly insane."
Viscount Rost stared at steel prices, which had already surged more than threefold and were nearing four times their original value, and could not help muttering, "At this rate, who knew how high they would go?"
"And who knew which unlucky bastard would end up holding all that steel in the end?"
"With such an enormous quantity of steel, only the Ultra-High-Speed Rail Transit System could probably absorb it all."
"I had originally been thinking of trial-running the Ultra-High-Speed Rail Transit System for a while first, but it seemed I should hold back for now. Once they crashed steel prices, I would buy it all up at bargain prices."
To be honest, if they had merely used the funds their families had accumulated to speculate, Viscount Rost could not be bothered to interfere. He would simply focus on his own affairs.
With Magitech Industry advancing, he had far too many things to do. In any case, he had already signed a contract with Foster Mining Company, so he did not need to worry about a shortage of steel.
At worst, he could send people to Foster Mining Company, provide them with more mining machinery and furnaces, or help with other aspects of production.
After all, he was one of Foster Mining Company's shareholders, and the company had undergone the Technology God's baptism. Everyone would give the Technology God Church some face.
No one would disrupt the progress of Magitech Industrialization over steel prices or anything of the sort.
As far as Foster Mining Company was concerned, it was enough as long as it did not lose money. Their steel had practically become an inexhaustible resource.
And it was extremely easy to mine.
However, just moments ago, while discussing Dragon Island Development Company