But after the anger subsided, a profound sense of powerlessness welled up inside me.
Although Lancelot has gained some fame among the younger generation of the Alliance, his voice still carries little weight on the national strategic level.
Hopefully, the bitter consequences of this event won't be too devastating!
at the same time.
The Rare Metals Community Conference in Angedora Bay is scheduled to begin in half a day.
Delegations were sent to this conference from the four lords of the southern coast of the Dawn Continent — Mist, Sunset, Death, and Dusk; the four major powers of the Xiya Archipelago — Pure White Tower, Gonis City-State, Lord of Ashes, and Redbeard Pirates; and the Seven Magitech Nations Alliance composed of the Holy Stone People of the northern region of the Tia Continent.
In addition to these fifteen major powers, other races or forces active in Angedora Bay also sent representatives, numbering in the hundreds, including Logo's Ruibete Group.
In addition, representatives from the major nations of Planet Oklo also attended the meeting.
After all, if the Angedora Bay were to truly unite, their power would be no less than that of an imperial-level force, and they would hold a pivotal position on the entire planet, one that no one would dare to underestimate.
Harko Island, located in the central area of Angedora Bay, is a no-man's-land and a hub for maritime trade in the region. This Community meeting is being held here.
As the time drew near, all participants had arrived. Since the meeting was still some time away from officially starting, the factions with good relations actively made contact, hoping to band together for mutual support and increase their own influence at the meeting.
Although the Ruibete Group was established for a very short time, its rapid pace of technological innovation has led to the launch of hundreds of best-selling products. Coupled with its good relationship with the dimensional conglomerate Ximenjia Consortium, its development momentum has been exceptionally rapid. The stock price of Cloud-Touching Tower has soared, and a month ago, its total market value had exceeded 10 billion Ta Pound. This is undoubtedly an astronomical figure. With this amount of money, one could even crush Demigod- level Transcendent.
Therefore, Ruibete Group's position at this Community meeting can be ranked in the upper-middle level.
Half a day later, the meeting officially began.
The hall, which is over a kilometer long and wide, was brightly lit, and attendees of all shapes and sizes entered the hall.
Humans, Elf Race, Giant Race, Dwarves, Orcs, Monsters, Dragon Clan, Sea Clan...
Almost all of the relatively powerful races on Planet Oklo can be found here.
After leading his entourage into the venue, Logo sat down in the seat with his name on it. Some subtle glances swept over him from all directions, sizing up this incredibly young group president. Logo didn't care, leaned back slightly, and closed his eyes to rest.
A familiar scent wafted from the side. Logo opened his eyes and turned his head to look. The pile of white, greasy flesh trembled in his field of vision.
Zerg Shake Bahar, one of Logo's partners, is a very shrewd businessman.
"You've been reinstated?" Logo asked in surprise.
Shake was once the chief financial officer of the Dusk Desert, but he was dismissed by the Dusk Lord for embezzling a huge sum of money and assigned to the edge of the desert to be an unremarkable Zerg leader.
Later, through his collaboration with Logo, Shake was able to earn a considerable amount of money, which paved the way for him to re-establish contact with the Zerg leadership. In addition, the Dusk Lord valued Shake's financial management skills, otherwise they would have eliminated him long ago. Therefore, Logo knew from the beginning that Shake's reinstatement was almost a certainty.
He hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.
If he hadn't regained his high-ranking position in the Dusk Desert, Shake wouldn't have been able to attend the Community meeting here.
It should be noted that the delegations sent by the fifteen major powers this time are all from within their respective factions, and apart from the leaders, they are all absolutely powerful figures.
For example, the Grand Administrator of Sunset Jungle, Balielunduo Laluosi, the leader of the War Lizard People in Mist Swamp... are both very famous.
"Hey-hey!"
Shake revealed a sly smile, his already small green beady eyes narrowing into slits.
"It's not a matter of being reinstated; it's just that the lord has taken a liking to me and made me the deputy head of the delegation!"
"Oh?" Logo's eyes flickered slightly. He didn't underestimate the title of "Deputy." He could tell the whole story from a single glimpse. Judging from this action, it was not too late for Shake to be reinstated by the Dusk Lord.
The deeper meaning behind this is worth pondering.
Shake's ability to make money is absolutely unparalleled among all the people Logo has ever met.
The Dusk Lord needed him for only one reason: to raise funds.
For the Dusk Insect Race, the only use for money seems to be in war.
To whom should we wage war?
Dawn Empire!!
Logo's eyes narrowed, and he said jokingly, "It seems the time to attack the Dawn Empire is not far off."
"Yes." Shake nodded. "The major lords are already stockpiling strategic resources."
Speaking of this, Shake winked at Logo, "Brother, you're definitely not low-ranking in Sunset Jungle, you even know this kind of top-secret information."
Logo chuckled, not revealing that he had deduced all of this from subtle clues, but instead remained silent, maintaining an air of mystery.
To work with a cunning guy like Shake, you have to always maintain a strong stance and keep him guessing about your situation.
Meanwhile, Logo's heart was already in turmoil.
If the major lords along the southern coast could launch an attack on the Dawn Empire, the pressure on the Royal Court should be somewhat relieved.
At the same time, it's also a good opportunity to probe further and find out what the Dawn Pope is really planning.
Lately, the other party has been making too many baffling moves, creating a confusing mess that leaves no clues.
As he pondered this, Logo suddenly turned his head, and a beautiful figure came into view, bringing a warm smile to his usually stern face.
As soon as Qiya entered the venue, she began searching for Logo. Almost at the same time he turned around, the girl also looked over. Her bright eyes flashed with joy, and as her ponytail swayed, she sat down next to Logo and naturally took his hand, gently stroking it in her own palm.
"Why are you so late?" Logo asked.
"I have an urgent mission." Qiya smiled.
Logo didn't ask any further questions. As Epic force of the Royal Court, Qiya was certainly not just a pretty face. She was usually very busy, especially after the outbreak of the large-scale war with the White Wolf Kingdom and the Dawn Empire. The two of them didn't actually meet very often.
Initially, Logo only saw Qiya as a tool, an emotional anchor, but he gradually fell into her gentleness. After a deep self-analysis, Logo accepted it calmly.
After all, his goal in the future is to establish a highly centralized central empire. As the leader of the empire, he also needs a wife. Many things that men cannot do, women can do for them.
Since that's the case, there's nothing wrong with accepting Qiya. At least Logo has feelings for her, and the power of the White Wolf Clan is also an indispensable asset for Logo.
Of course, due to the vow that Qiya once made, the two can only officially get married after the White Wolf King, Diriel, is defeated. Although the vow was made under duress from the head steward, the contract is still binding, and the consequences of breaking it will be severe.
In fact, the head butler, who is now gradually changing his mind, deeply regrets his past actions. He feels that killing the White Wolf King is almost impossible, but wouldn't that completely ruin the young lady's happiness?
Logo simply smiled indifferently at this; he never took the White Wolf King seriously, considering him merely a small target on his path forward.
"Who is this...?"
Seeing the two behaving intimately, Shake on the right had a burning desire for gossip in his eyes.
Qiya glanced at Shake, then at Logo, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly as she hesitated, unsure how to introduce them.
Logo grasped the girl's soft hand in return and introduced her naturally, "Qiya Pandoria, my... fiancée!"
The calm and natural tone of voice, however, struck the girl like a Thunderclap. Instantly, Qiya's mind went blank, and she stared blankly at Logo's profile for a long time.
"Oh? So it's your wife. You Gendaya People, once you choose a spouse, you never change your mind for life, right? May I offer my blessings in advance for your happy marriage?" Shake laughed heartily.
"Thank you for your blessings. If you'd like, you could also send some gifts in advance," Logo joked.
"Well..." Shake's little eyes darted around, "Of course, I'll prepare a special gift for you. Wait for me to get back and choose one carefully."
Okay, don't forget.
Logo patted him on the shoulder, knowing full well that Shake, that stingy guy, would probably forget about it as soon as he turned around. But he didn't care. Their alliance was mainly based on the trade of alchemical products and mineral resources; everything else was secondary. After all, no matter how good their personal relationship was, it couldn't compare to "friendship" forged in real money.
At this moment, Qiya also came to her senses from the blankness in her mind. Her starry eyes were filled with tenderness as she looked at Logo, and she held his left arm tightly with both hands, sinking him into a soft embrace.
"What's wrong?" Logo asked knowingly.
Qiya didn't speak, but just looked up at him, feeling a warm breeze blowing through her heart.
Logo gently stroked the girl's cheek, then took Qiya's right hand and played with it in his own, waiting for the meeting to begin.
Qiya naturally let him have his way; now, this silly woman probably wouldn't object to whatever Logo asked her to do.
Half an hour later, the meeting officially began.
In fact, the fifteen factions had already finalized the details of the relevant terms in private. The greater significance of this large-scale meeting was to announce the alliance of Angedora Bay to all parties. In short, it was to emphasize their presence and let the outside world know that we have joined forces. If anyone wants to bully us, they should think twice before trying.
The meeting proceeded smoothly in a warm and enthusiastic atmosphere.
Soon it was time for representatives from all sides to speak.
Logo waited for an hour before it was finally his turn.
Setting down the soft, delicate object in his hands, Logo straightened his clothes and walked onto the stage under everyone's gaze.
"Hello everyone, I am Logo Campbell, Chairman of the Ruibete Group. It's an honor..."
After a brief opening, Logo began to explain his point of view.
"I believe that with the increasing instability of the international situation, the Community must be prepared for potential crises and build up large-scale strategic reserves, ideally increasing the current level of reserves fivefold."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the various factions and their representatives below immediately changed, and they began whispering among themselves.
Some directly questioned Logo, demanding an explanation.
After briefly explaining his reasons, Logo used the remaining time to propose a suggestion that caught everyone and all factions off guard.
"I suggest that the Community issue its own currency to gradually replace the Ta Pound and the Tia Gold Coins in transactions."
These words caused a huge uproar.
The reaction was many times stronger than when he previously proposed upgrading the scale of resource reserves.
In particular, the representative from the Tia Empire directly denounced Logo as a pessimist who was ignorant of his own limitations, and even considered him an anti- Tia element, demanding that the Community expel the Ruibete Group.
However, Logo paid no attention to the angry outburst from the representative of the Tia Empire. Instead, he looked at the first row of the audience below, where representatives of fifteen forces, including Balielunduo, were present. Their reactions were what mattered most.
Unfortunately, all fifteen people, including Balielunduo, remained indifferent, clearly showing no interest in the suggestion whatsoever.
Of course, they also ignored the proposal from the Tia representative to expel the Ruibete Group from the Community.
Slightly disappointed, Logo sighed, bowed, and stepped down from the podium.
After deducing the connection between the Ashes Organization and the Guta Federation, Logo felt a deep chill towards this so-called most peace-loving country.
He had reason to suspect that the future dimensional catastrophe would definitely originate from the Guta Federation.
Although the specific details are unknown, one thing is clear.
That is, once a war breaks out, the Guta Federation, which controls the Ta Pound, the primary currency of this plane, will be able to frantically seize the wealth and resources of the entire plane.
After all, all they need to do is keep printing money to acquire massive resources almost without any cost, and incidentally cripple the economies of all parties involved.
Once it reaches that point, without a sufficiently strong and independent monetary system, one is practically a lamb to the slaughter, at the mercy of others.
Being at the mercy of others is a terrible feeling, which is why Logo had to take precautions.
Unfortunately, the image of the Guta People, cultivated over thousands of years, has become deeply ingrained and even solidified in people's minds. No one believes that these kind little men would wage war, and therefore, the Ta Pound is simply absurd.
However, Logo had no intention of convincing anyone beforehand; his greater purpose in speaking was to plant a seed.
After this speech, when the Guta People reveal their true colors, Logo's forward-thinking will surely be praised by all sides. He will definitely be able to participate in, or even lead, the subsequent currency reform. In this way, half of the economic lifeline of the entire Community will be in his own hands.
With a strong economy, how far behind can military strength be?
With military strength secured, how far away can the entire Community be?