A strange world

Chapter 1230 Section 152. November Meeting

How hard can Magic TV be?

Wouldn't it be enough to modify the projection magic stone?

As a result, what Annan thought was easy to make not only stumped Michael, but also Dumbledore, who came to help.

"How difficult can it be to add a playback function?" Annan's words attracted Michael's gaze.

"Am I wrong?"

"Don't use your ignorance to challenge the authority of magic!"

Dumbledore raised his head and hesitated whether to start a fight. Seeing Annan's indifference, he gave up.

"So what's the problem?"

"You don't understand even if I tell you."

"You're right, so there's no need for me to waste money on things I don't understand, right?"

"The problem lies in the stability of the 'Magic TV'. Generally speaking, the more stable the magic material is, the rarer it is, and the rarer the material, the more expensive it is. The magic stone has already reached its limit at this point. We are not qualified to make improvements."

In the final analysis, Annan's request is an impossible triangle: low price, permanent and stable, and can only satisfy two at the same time.

To satisfy three points at the same time, what is needed is a complete system: low-cost magic material channels, stable and error-free production processes, skilled craftsmanship that can be assembled by skilled workers, etc.

As for now, "Magic TV" cannot be cheaper than the Philosopher's Stone in any case.

“What’s the lowest cost we can do?”

"33 gold coins."

"This is too expensive..."

"Is it expensive? You can even sign the magic stone and sell it for 100 gold coins."

"It's different." Annan shook his head.

He wants "Magic TV" to enter thousands of households...but 33 gold coins? Even if it is sold at cost price, it is not affordable for ordinary people.

And even if you really spend money to buy it, will you only watch "Tom and Jerry"?

After calming down, Annan realized that he had been dazzled by the success of the magic train and was a little unrealistic.

"Let's put it aside for now. When will I have a new idea?"

As for "Tom and Jerry"... Annan chose to play it for free in various commercial streets, which not only fulfilled the contract but also attracted customers.

Annan's heart was bleeding when he made this decision... But when he thought of countless children sitting on the street corner, looking up at "Tom and Jerry" and laughing, everything was worth it.

October passed quickly, and we came to the penultimate month of the Saint Laurent calendar.

It is already late autumn in Liberty City, and the vegetation has lost its green color and turned into fallen leaves that have been repeatedly swept away by cleaners.

Only the back of the City Lord's Mansion was still covered with lush greenery like summer.

As the otherworldly tree grows taller and taller, it can be seen from every direction in Liberty City, and its existence can no longer be concealed.

Externally, they only claimed that it was the joint success of elves and druids. Internally, they revealed a little bit of the truth, but only a circle of people around Annan knew it.

In the evening, the core officials of Liberty City came to the city lord's mansion one after another to prepare the monthly summary at the beginning of each month.

Abby and the maids got busy, shuttling back and forth between the kitchen and the conference room like butterflies.

Ingrid first reported on the fiscal revenue and expenditure in October: "...the box office of magic videos such as "Let the Magic Fly" continues to decline, and the sales of candy and happy water in various commercial streets have increased hundreds of times..."

Olmedo interrupted: "You mean percentage?"

"That's hundreds of times." Ingrid opened the details and read: "Siltoves Commercial Street increased by one hundred and fifty-eight times, Sarlac City increased by two hundred and sixty-two times...Montreal Mountain increased by five Fifteen times..."

As Ingrid's voice echoed in the conference room, everyone in front of the round table was silent, with only admiration for Annan.

"Okay." Olmedo stopped Ingrid, who was about to read all the more than 180 commercial streets. "Who's next?"

Fermi raised his only intact hand: "Hellfire recruitment is coming to an end."

"Me too."

"And me."

Losey and Jack echoed.

"Very good, remember to ask the instructor to teach you breathing techniques."

The meeting lasted from evening to late at night. After everyone made a speech, everyone's eyes fell on Annan who was taking a nap.

Annan woke up as his head was shaking, and he looked around in confusion.

"It's your turn to express your opinion," Olmedo snorted.

It was the gentle eldest sister who helped him out: "Everyone puts forward an idea."

"Oh... I think the trees in the other world grow too slowly. When will it grow into a towering tree?" Annan said casually.

Black Widow spoke: "My dear, the evil in the neighborhood has almost been cleared away. We can't catch the thief and execute him."

"To think about it differently, can we buy prisoners from other forces to kill?"

Everyone was shocked by what Annan said. Only Femi's eyes were shining. He lowered his head to record something, but Losi snatched the note away.

"Don't remember everything."

"Why do you all look at me like this?" On the other side, Annan was still confused.

Da De opened her mouth: "I always thought you were a good person."

"I am indeed a good person." Annan realized what the problem was and coughed lightly: "But people who don't respect life don't deserve life."

"We will discuss this matter later."

It was still the eldest sister who came to the rescue, but the so-called "discuss later" would be forgotten if left alone - after all, Liberty City couldn't be so crazy about buying prisoners to kill.

There will be bad rumors.

Olmedo stood up with the battle report in hand: "The last topic of this month is about the McKenzie Rat moving southward..."

Speaking of this, the legion commanders in front of the round table no longer feel sleepy.

Femi stood up and asked to fight, but Annan asked him to sit down.

"I know how to fight and kill all day long. The legion is to protect the people, not to participate in disputes!"

Femi sat back, and Losi stood up to speak: "Sir Annan, the rat men are killing civilians in the north and attacking our trading partners. Shouldn't we send troops to help?

Annan opened his mouth, speechless.

It was Olmedo who said for him: "We are not strong enough to lend a helping hand."

Even if the Hellfire after the expansion of the army is thrown onto the battlefield. It's just a slightly larger wave.

Annan coughed lightly: "We can't send troops, but we can provide all support except sending troops. We will give them whatever they want, and we will allow unlimited credit."

Everyone was in an uproar again, and Olmedo was stunned: "Are you sure?"

"Don't think I was taking a nap just now. In fact, I was listening. You reported that the industrial zone produced a large number of goods, and these things were piled up in the warehouse..."

In fact, Annan was not sleepy when he said this, but now he showed the majesty of a lord and said: "These goods cannot be sold, and the industrial zone cannot reduce production and lay off workers, so why not send them to the Kingdom of Dimon?"

"They can't come up with that much money," said Ingrid, who has analyzed the kingdom's finances.

"So this is a gamble. If they win, the money can be paid back slowly. If they lose..."

Annan paused for a moment and uttered a sentence as cold as late autumn.

"We will accept their legacy."