After a while, Xu Yi sighed softly.
"What? More trouble?"
At the beginning of the previous year, the Xinfei Merchant Guild had partnered with the Amli Merchant Guild, the Armani Merchant Guild, and the Rexton Merchant Guild to invest in and build a production base in the Black Rice Wasteland.
At first, everything had gone smoothly at the production base. They had hired many orc workers from the Black Rice Wasteland, lowering their labor costs and bringing considerable benefits to all four merchant guilds.
In the second half of the year, however, the orcs of the Black Rice Wasteland had begun repeatedly harassing the production base, frequently forcing production to stop and causing extremely severe losses.
Nor was it only orcs from other tribes who caused trouble. Even the orc workers in the factories had repeatedly stirred up trouble. On one occasion, they had even clashed directly with the human workers at the base, nearly getting someone killed.
These repeated incidents had made the production base extremely difficult to maintain. When the accounts were settled at the end of the year, all four merchant guilds had actually lost money on it.
Although none of the merchant guilds had considered withdrawing over such a small loss, the production base would ultimately become unsustainable if things continued this way.
"Exactly." President Cruz spread his hands helplessly. "I really don't understand what those orcs are thinking. We're all working together to make money. It benefits everyone, yet those fellows insist on stirring up trouble at every opportunity and forcing us to halt production. Never mind our losses-don't they lose out themselves?"
Xu Yi rubbed his head and sighed. "There's nothing we can do. Orcs are just that brainless. And they're unruly by nature. They resent having to obey human management, and there's nothing