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Chapter 1233 1231. Hobby: Brother Crow's Special Patient
“The scenery of Ptolemy City is really worth seeing. It’s like a wonderful journey. I can fully experience the wonderful exotic customs while taking a break from my busy schedule. It’s a pity that I’m tied up with worldly affairs and can’t go to the Hades pyramids for a visit. It’s really a pity.

There is also the legendary Great Library of Issus, which is said to contain many out-of-print books. Unfortunately, we cannot enter it due to maintenance. But it doesn’t matter. I should be able to come back a few more times when I have free time.

This desert and the history buried under the thousand-year-old sand are so fascinating.”

On the "Express Airship" returning to Transia from the port of Shardo, in the VIP room, Brother Crow, dressed in traveler's clothes, put down the yogurt and fruit cup in his hand.

He took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, then picked up the book at hand and continued reading with emotion.

This was the book he bought from the Songhai people when he attended Her Majesty Fulier's coronation ceremony and the subsequent carnival. It was not some profound knowledge, but simply a history book or a travel book that recorded the customs and habits of the thousand-year-old Sand Sea.

However, because Brother Crow bought the hardcover edition, the booklet contains some rather obscure stories, which often require some thinking before reaching a conclusion.

But this kind of simple thinking is equivalent to relaxation in his spare time for him.

Unlike most lazy people, he really likes the feeling of his brain working. It is vivid and makes him feel alive.

Opposite to Brother Crow who was very relaxed, Boss Huo couldn't relax at all.

Even though he also participated in the lively coronation ceremony, he was wearing the traditional Songhai long white veil on his head, dressing himself like a Shahai prince who was obviously very knowledgeable about technology. But at this moment, he was frowning and holding an account book, calculating data with the computing orb.

Just from his frown, it can be seen that Boss Huo must have discovered some bad signs.

“Something is not right about the flow of funds in the Kavkhovaya region.”

A few minutes later, when the airship crossed the Maginot Line, Boss Huo finished this round of calculations. He looked up at Brother Crow opposite him and said:

“According to our plan for this round, the funds raised from various channels of Kafka do not match the dividends returned to shareholders. Originally, this transaction should have made some profit. Why did the result I calculated not only did not make back the profit, but instead lost so much?

Is it that Ivan who is doing something secretly?

He was just a soldier before, he has never seen so much money, it is normal for him to be greedy, do we need to send a new accountant?"

"No, no need. I'm watching over there."

Brother Crow waved his hand without even looking up, and said casually:
“The plan you gave before gave a monthly rate of return of around 20% in the second round of financing. However, I think this rate of return is too low. It cannot fully stimulate the greed of shareholders, nor can it attract more speculators to participate faster and better. So I instructed Ivan’s team to increase the rate of return of the second phase of dividends to 40%.

This is why there is such a huge loss on paper.

But don't worry, Ivan's trading company will launch the third round of financing next week. According to the current status of shareholders reported by Ivan, all the landlords and businessmen in Kavkhovaya who have received any information have begun lining up to invite him to dinner and give him various valuable gifts in the hope of getting some "inside information".

According to the investment intentions of old shareholders that Ivan has collected so far, we will be able to earn at least hundreds of times the principal in this round of financing, which is enough to continue to expand the plate, and then another round of dividends with a yield of more than 50% will be able to completely ignite this fire.

When the fire is boiling and the chain of interests has kidnapped the entire upper and middle class wealthy people in Kavkhovaya, we can really start to reap the rewards.

At present, the momentum is not strong enough. If we want to get results as soon as possible, we have to take drastic measures. What I mean is, it is better to increase the return on investment to more than 100% during the third round of dividends."

"You are crazy!"

Hearing Brother Crow say such terrible words in a calm tone, Boss Huo couldn't hold it anymore. He sat on the chair with some sorrow and lit himself a cigarette. In the smoke, Old Huo said in a hoarse voice:
"An annual return on investment of more than 30% can be considered a standard Ponzi scheme. Now the rich people in Kavkhovaya are almost crazy and regard Ivan, the old soldier, as the 'illegitimate son of the goddess of wealth.'

You still feel it’s not enough!

Crow, I just want to use this action to show my majesty to the goddess of wealth. I don't want to destroy Nordtoff's fragile economy in one fell swoop, but your way of playing will sooner or later cause trouble."

"An accident? Well, that depends on your understanding of the word 'accident'."

Brother Crow turned a page of the book. While reading an ancient story from the Songhai Empire, he said in a gentle tone:
“We will return a portion of the principal and profits to the largest shareholders under this model before the harvest is completed. By stabilizing them, we can ensure that Ivan’s small gang will get out of this unscathed. But after seeing this way of making money, you can’t expect those medieval-minded merchants and manor owners to continue to make a living by such stupid means as usury.

We have already taught them the most profitable ways, and now we just have to wait patiently for the same tricks to be repeated again and again in Nordtorf and other places in the Old Continent.

The craziest, most cunning and most greedy guys can make a fortune, but eventually lose everything in a gamble. Their deeds will become counterexamples recorded in the scriptures of the goddess of wealth to guide believers not to step into the vortex of desire. Those stories that serve as counterexamples will drive generation after generation of ambitious people to continue to tell the same stories.

Do you think this is a game of wealth and money?
No, no, no, Lao Huo, you still don’t realize that you are in a world where gods and symbolic forces exist. You don’t realize what a dangerous Pandora’s box we are opening!
I dare to predict here that if everything goes as I expected, then in twenty years at most, the goddess of wealth Dutna will give birth to fields and neutral but slightly evil aspects related to business fraud, extraordinary financing and financial manipulation.

If you want to publicize the majesty of the Goddess of Wealth, you cannot just let those ambitious people see positive profits through the accumulation of wealth. The manipulation and desire for risks are weaknesses deeply hidden in human nature. You have to use more destructive means to let everyone see the true power of the Goddess of Wealth!

It was you who got me to join in on this matter in the first place, but now you're the one who's backing off. How can this be acceptable?
Stand up straight, Lao Huo! "

Brother Crow closed the book and said to Boss Huo:
"I was hoping that you could become the first chosen one by the Goddess of Fortune. Everyone on the continent would praise you as the 'Son of Fortune', and your every word would stir up waves on the continent. By then, even the Wolf Girl and King Louis would welcome you with a smile."

"Alas, I'm already on board the pirate ship."

Boss Huo sighed, and after finishing his cigarette, his expression turned fierce. After extinguishing the cigarette butt in the ashtray, he stood up and said:
"I'm going to talk to Master Qin. With the scale of your current plan, relying on the players' gold coins is definitely not enough. I have to ask the real big players to help us stabilize the basic situation. You're right. If you want to do it, do it to the extreme!
Don't rush to reap the short-term profits, Crow.

Let Ivan have a long run, tell him not to worry about the funding, try to get as many people who are still on the sidelines to participate, let him extend the business of the trading company further inland to Nordtov, and then follow Count Andrei's path, and see if he can also bring in the industries that Wolf Girl has entrusted to the Royal Treasurer to manage!"

"Ok?"

The decisiveness and ruthlessness of Lao Huo who was completely willing to give it his all made Crow raise his eyebrows. He said in surprise:
"Are you looking for a savior in advance? Are you planning to let the wolf girl take over at the last minute?"

"Nonsense! That's her country, if she doesn't take over, who will?"

Boss Huo turned around and smiled grimly, saying:

"Of course, we can't make enemies with Her Majesty the Wolf Girl. If we really end up fighting to the death, we won't be able to do business. So before she takes on the hot potato that will blow up her and the entire Nordtoff financial system, we have to serve Her Majesty the Queen well."

"Well, I actually have a better idea."

The crow stood up, walked a few steps on the spot, and said:
"You and Brother Xiaofu saw through the terrible ambitions in Count Andre's heart a long time ago. Since the conflict between the wolf girl and Madam Shani has been made public, why not take this opportunity to give Count Andre another push and let him replace Madam Shani as the man behind the wolf girl.
I heard that the vampire nobles of the Principality of Thorns also have their own white gloves to manage their family businesses?

Perhaps we should send a vampire who is good at business to contact them and tie the Thorn Clan to our chariot as well."

"Well, you better be careful then."

Old Huo laughed and said:
"Vampires don't follow any business ethics. Once they know they've been cheated, they might seek physical repayment."

"Okay, let them come to the church of the goddess of wealth to ask me for money."

Brother Crow spread his hands and said in a gentle tone:
"As long as the debt collectors with murderous intentions can get there, it's only right for me to pay back the money. I said, this is a world with gods and symbolic power. The gods draw faith from believers, and naturally they have to bear the disasters for the believers.

I believe that Ms. Dutna, who respects transactions, will be willing to protect a sinful villain like me, and you and I will become the golden swords in the hands of the God of Wealth to punish the disobedient.

Hail to you, chosen one of the God of Wealth."

"I salute you too, the Patriarch of the Goddess of Wealth." The two bad guys pretended to salute each other and then went about their respective business.

Old Huo needs to secure the "business assistance" from Mr. Qin before the next dividend distribution, and Brother Crow's things are more complicated. In a few days, the Church of Avalon will hold its first rally in Transia in the name of the Oak Father.

Although Brother Crow has now changed his allegiance and is serving the emerging Church of Wealth, due to his personal friendship with a leader of the Church of Avalon and his proven strong work ability, Brother Crow is still needed to serve as a "consultant" at this gathering.

Therefore, after the airship landed at Scarlet Castle, Brother Crow immediately took the Avalon Church's carriage to the temple. He was busy until the evening before returning to his residence.

Well, as a player with a strong sense of ritual, Brother Crow used his connections with the Church of Avalon to buy himself a small courtyard when the house sales in Scarlet Castle were liberalized. It is close to the estate of Patriarch Natalie, making it very convenient for Brother Crow to go to the Patriarch's house on time every week to provide psychological counseling and intervention.

In addition, he would also take some "private jobs" in this yard.

For example, he provides some psychological counseling services to veterans in Transia. The most typical examples are veterans Norman and Porter, who are his old patients.

But today, Brother Crow seems to have a new guest.

Just as he was about to log off in his yard to eat something and feed his dog, a dusty stranger visited his residence.

"Hello, Doctor Crow."

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He was a shadow elf wearing tattered traveler's attire. His outfit was very classic, the traditional image of a mercenary, but from the confusion and fatigue in his eyes, it could be seen that this guy was also a man with a story.

He said to the crow, who was looking him up and down:
"I came from the Eternal Rift. I heard from my tribesmen in the city that you are the best 'spiritual doctor' in the area. You have helped many people get out of their nightmares and regain their new lives. I have personally seen one of my friends escape from his crazy life with your help. He even opened a small bar in the city and found a boyfriend to start a serious life.

Honestly, I almost didn't recognize her.

But this also made me realize that you are not those liars who deceive the world and steal the reputation, so I came to visit you at this time, hoping that you can help me too.

I brought the medical fee.”

"But I don't need any consultation fee, sir."

The crow smiled with a gentle and compassionate smile and said:
“Treatment of the spiritual health of the victims is just my hobby as a clergyman. It is voluntary work. After all, the gods teach us to be tolerant to others. Seeing every patient regain a healthy and positive life with my help is also a spiritual enjoyment for me.

So come on in, weary guest.

I need to understand your past and your problems before I can develop a targeted treatment plan for you."

"Okay, but I have a complicated past."

The shadow elf walked into the crow's courtyard and tasted the tea from the ancient country of Callum at the crow's invitation. Under the crow's guidance, he told the story of his past.

"I was born in Mejwa, a typical city of shadow elves. You know, due to some historical reasons, men face very painful and embarrassing situations in the cities of shadow elves."

Lying in a comfortable chair, the Shadow Elf Traveler stared at the wonderful pattern above his head. As Crow, who was holding a notebook beside him, listened, he whispered:

"I was not lucky enough to be born into a powerful family. I just had to survive as a commoner. My father was the partner of a psychic from the Mejwa family. At least that was the case before he grew old and ugly.

He taught me his life-long survival experience since I was a child, trying to make my life better.

I didn't think my father's profession was shameful, after all, that was how all shadow elves were. It wasn't until my father accidentally broke a collection and was fed to the psionicist's demon-hunting spider pet that I realized for the first time what it meant for a man to be born in the Eternal Rift.

Ah, there is no need to say much about the growth that followed.

In order to survive, I worked as a thief, a mercenary, and a gigolo for a while. Thanks to my father's teaching since childhood, I adapted well to the job and by an unexpected stroke of luck, I was chosen by the mistress of the Mejwa family to be a valet.

Do you know what 'serving the father' means? "

"Ok, I know."

The crow said lightly:

"I also have many Shadow Elf patients. I know what it means for Shadow Elf men to take this path. Were you desperate at the time? Or did you feel the psychological anxiety and physical challenges like other men who wanted to make a name for themselves?"

"All of them."

The shadow elf lying there sighed and said:
"I am confident in my skills. It is not difficult for me to serve and please the high and mighty mistress. I once thought that I could use all the flattery like my father to live comfortably until the day I am hated.

But the fate that had always ignored me suddenly showed up on that day.

One day when I was preparing to serve my mistress, I met a friend.

Another man who had free access to the Matron's court.

But he was not a lowly person like me. He was a family warrior, a very elite one. He did not turn a blind eye to me like the others did. On the contrary, he was kind enough to remind me that the mistress was in a bad mood that day and asked me to be more attentive, which helped me escape the disaster that night.

That night, the other three servants were beheaded, and I was the only one who survived.

It was also on that night that I owed my life to that kind warrior.

Well, that's my first life I owe him."

"What about him?"

Crow paused to write the record and asked:

"That must be a friend who meant a lot to you. I'm curious, what happened to him?"

The shadow elf lying there fell silent.

After a moment, he closed his eyes, sighed and said:
"He died, killed by my own hands. It was also on that day that I killed my last bit of conscience, if I really had that thing. Shouldn't you report me to the authorities now, Doctor Crow?"

"You are joking, guest. Now you are my patient. There is no doubt that no matter what your identity is in the outside world, you have a terrible mental illness. Before the terrible past that cannot be touched is resolved, you cannot and are unwilling to start a new life.

Behold, a soul living in the past, a specimen with a strong desire for self-destruction, a walking collection of spiritual problems. "

The crow said gently:

"It is every doctor's duty to keep confidentiality for their patients, and it is my honor as a doctor to encounter a unique case like yours, so please continue. I can't wait to solve this difficult and stubborn disease for you."

(End of this chapter)