Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

In this chaos, the most eye-catching were those seventh-tier transcendents.

Every time they made a move, they could cause great chaos in the surrounding area.

In Fuljia City, every seventh-tier transcendent was a giant, and they were fighting fiercely for the fertilizer bricks, which shows the importance of fertilizer bricks in the Northwest.

Soren deeply realized the extraordinary significance of fertilizer bricks in the Northwest.

This is not only because it can significantly increase crop yields, but more importantly, it has the magical ability to improve soil fertility.

When the fertility of the land is qualitatively improved, those high-value crops can also grow in this barren land of the Northwest, bringing unprecedented benefits to the nobles.

When Soren hurriedly rushed back to the Imperial Development Chamber of Commerce, the scene before him made his face darken.

The originally noble and elegant Chamber of Commerce hall was now in a mess, as if it had just experienced a fierce battle.

Although the chaos had just subsided, the air was still filled with tension and unease.

It turned out that this battle for fertilizer bricks had alarmed the Royal Guard Knights, which shows the seriousness of the situation.

Andre and Pufa stood in the center of the hall, their gazes as sharp as a hawk, staring closely at every noble present.

The majesty and dissatisfaction revealed in their eyes made everyone present feel unprecedented pressure. And those nobles who had fought fiercely for the fertilizer bricks were now in a state of embarrassment.

Several people were clutching their chests, coughing painfully, blood seeping from between their fingers, staining their gorgeous clothes.

These tragic scenes all indicated the tragic nature of the fight just now.

Soren took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart. He sneered in his heart, thinking: "Since you are fighting to the death for fertilizer bricks, then don't blame me for the harsh conditions I will offer next."

However, a warm smile appeared on his face, like a spring breeze.

"Everyone, are you done fighting?" Soren asked softly, his tone revealing an undeniable majesty.

Those nobles who had been fighting fiercely just now seemed to have been immobilized, and they retreated to the back of the crowd in tacit agreement.

They knew the methods of this Crown Prince, and when dealing with noble affairs, he perfectly inherited the iron fist and wisdom of the Holy Prague family.

Once he seizes the opportunity, stripping titles and reclaiming fiefs are easy tasks.

Soren glanced around at the nobles present and slowly opened his mouth: "Seeing everyone so excited, I am also quite surprised. However, none of this matters now. I understand the reason why you are fighting, it is nothing more than for your own interests. Since this is the case, we might as well sit down and talk calmly."

The conference room of the Imperial Development Chamber of Commerce.

This huge conference room, large enough to accommodate hundreds of dignitaries, was now full.

The noble lords from the surrounding areas of Fuljia City were almost all present, bringing expectations and anxiety,

gathered here.

Those nobles who did not have time to arrange seats had to sit on temporary chairs, squeezed at the back of the conference room, forming a unique landscape.

Soren stood on the rostrum, his voice loud and firm: "The fertilizer bricks came from the imperial capital from afar, and have experienced a long journey, so their price will naturally increase compared to the imperial capital. I have decided to use a portion of the fertilizer bricks to support the development of the newly promoted noble territories. I guarantee that this portion of the share will definitely not be less."

Soren's words fell: the conference room suddenly exploded.

The new nobles looked happy, as if they saw the dawn of the prosperity of the territory. The old nobles looked unhappy. They were originally dissatisfied with the rise of the new nobles, and now they felt that their interests had been infringed.

If it weren't for Soren's guards and several eighth-tier grand knights sitting majestically aside, they would probably have been unable to restrain themselves and jumped out to make trouble.

"Your Highness, how do you plan to price the remaining fertilizer bricks after deducting the share of the new nobles?" Earl Mader, the representative of the old nobles, asked with some caution.

Soren smiled slightly, his eyes revealing an unquestionable confidence and extravagance. He pondered for a moment, and then said: "Five gold coins for each fertilizer brick."

As soon as this price was uttered, the entire conference room seemed to have been thrown into a shock bomb.

The nobles exclaimed one after another. This price was actually six times the market price in the imperial capital!

Even considering the long transportation distance from the imperial capital to here, this price seemed too expensive. Soren coughed lightly twice, and the noise in the conference room gradually subsided. He calmly explained: "These fertilizer bricks were personally negotiated and allocated by me with the nobles in the imperial capital. Their value is far from comparable to ordinary fertilizer bricks, and the price will naturally be much higher."

Hearing Soren's explanation, although there was still some whispering in the conference room, it was obviously much quieter than before.

Fertilizer bricks had already become famous in the central provinces, and they would be quickly snapped up every time they appeared.

This is not only because it can significantly increase crop yields, but more importantly, it can ensure the fertility of the land for a long time.

With fertilizer bricks, the land does not need to be fallow and can be planted continuously.

Crops that could only be harvested once a year can now easily achieve two or even three seasons of harvest.

Such temptation is enough to make any noble's heart flutter.

Soren knew this well. His eyes swept across the conference room, and he was secretly satisfied. These fertilizer bricks are not only a trump card in his hand, but also the biggest killer for him to control the Northwest.

"Your Highness, how should we price the fertilizer bricks for these newly promoted nobles?" A newly promoted noble tentatively asked, his tone a little expectant.

When Viscount West heard this, he frowned tightly and cursed the questioner in his heart for being extremely stupid, and couldn't help but feel annoyed: "This idiot doesn't even understand the principle of making a fortune in silence."

Sure enough, this question was like a stone thrown into a lake, stirring up layers of ripples.

As an eighth-tier powerhouse, he released a powerful pressure at this moment, and the entire conference room seemed to be shrouded in a chilling atmosphere.

However, even the pressure of an eighth-tier powerhouse could not immediately calm these excited nobles.

They either whispered, or showed dissatisfaction, and the conference room was still filled with a tense and chaotic atmosphere.