For the first time in his life, Viscount Rost felt that he did not understand nobles at all.
Over the years, he had laid many traps for the nobles. Even before the Technology God had appeared in this world, he had never misunderstood the noble class when carrying out reforms in his own territory.
But this time, he was disappointed.
He had originally thought those detestable people would begin trying to embrace Magitech Industry. Yet unexpectedly, they had chosen to elevate technology into a religion while showing not the slightest interest in Magitech Industry.
Viscount Rost could even imagine that, in the remote regions controlled by those people, the locals still did not know what Magitech Devices were, still did not know what Magitech Industry was. Even the sales channels opened in cooperation with the Golden Merchants' Guild mostly sold food, potions, ready-made clothing, cloth...
Their understanding of the Technology God Church would be no different from their understanding of other gods.
They would know nothing of the greatness of the Technology God Church.
Anything people had never encountered was no different from a legend or a story to ordinary folk.
Viscount Rost's mind raced, and he had already begun considering how to further influence those regions.
Industrialization had to reach every person and every corner. Only then would it be true success.
His mind raced, yet Viscount Rost could not think of a solution for the moment!
Then suddenly, Viscount Rost seemed to think of something. He sprang to his feet. "Right! The stocks! With something this huge happening, what is the situation with the stocks? Did they soar or crash?"
According to his expectations, this incident would certainly drive stock prices up, benefiting everyone and every company.
But now, the situation had clearly deviated from what he had