Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1286 - 695: Turning Stone into Gold_2

"Ha... if it were someone else saying this, I’d let it go, but you saying it doesn’t strike you as ridiculous? Earlier, you were criticizing Old Dad every day for dragging us into a dead end, and now he’s suddenly the smartest person?" freewebnσvel.cѳm

"I wasn’t criticising Old Dad before; I was worrying about the village’s predicament. All our money has gone into this project, and if this goes on, we’ll face a food shortage. Don’t tell me you’re not anxious. I promise, I hold no personal biases or grudges against Old Dad."

"Alright. I’ve seen shameless people, but not ones this blatant. It’s purely greed at play here. Old Dad, don’t pay attention to him. You tell us what to do next. All of us will follow your lead."

"I still stand by my initial suggestion. We choose the second plan: hand over the glowing water channel to Lord Gaven to manage, we’ll take employment under him. This way, we can earn fixed wages, and after the glass water lamps make profits, the village will receive a dividend. Even if the processing factory fails, we won’t suffer losses but will instead gain, because we only contributed one glowing water channel from start to finish."

"Old Dad is absolutely right. We’ll follow his lead."

"One should avoid being overly greedy. Let’s just take what’s rightfully ours."

"Even if we wanted to be greedy, we don’t have the capital to be."

"It’s settled, then. No one is allowed to act out or go against this plan."

"Understood, this concerns our own interests."

When Gaven returned to Nimiel Village again, the villagers’ attitude had taken a complete 180-degree turn. They refused to bring up the previous plan to sell the glowing water channel rights for a million gold lions and insisted on discussing a factory joint venture. They even declined the ten thousand deposit that Gaven had proactively offered.

Gaven immediately realized that the people of Nimiel Village had learned his true identity. They were preparing to cling to this powerful patron, which made things a lot easier.

Essentially, whatever he said, that was how it would be done.

Gaven had no intention of exploiting them, and instead, aimed to lead them toward wealth and nurture his first batch of potential "wealth believers."

With a wave of his hand, Gaven allocated ten percent of the shares in the yet-to-be-built glass water lamp factory to Nimiel Village, ten percent to Miss Goser, seventy percent to himself, and the remaining ten percent to the Obisceal Royal Family.

He didn’t believe they would overlook his movements or resist meddling in this business.

Gaven had no qualms about this because, in the Komeer Kingdom, conducting business often necessitated allowing the Royals to get involved. Sharing a portion of the profits avoided layers upon layers of oppressive aristocratic exploitation and countless obstacles.

Gaven’s prediction was spot on. As dawn broke, the Crown Princess presented information gleaned from his overnight activities to King Yasan at the breakfast table.

King Yasan, who was focused on tackling a monstrous steak, paused his knife and fork upon hearing the report, stunned. "I can understand him rushing off to contact the True Shield Trading Company overnight—it’s about finding external support from the Rocklands to make up for the equipment shortage in his own formation.

But why on earth did he make a midnight trip to a small village? Is there something extraordinary there that I don’t know about?"

"Not necessarily something extraordinary. Things we overlook often turn extraordinary in his hands. Take the Styrak Bush, for example. Through the operations of his Conqueror Caravan, in less than ten days, this seemingly worthless weed skyrocketed in market value, tripling its original price. Many farmers are now clearing land to cultivate it.

It’s the same case with Nimiel Village this time. The villagers somehow turned their irrigation channel into a glowing waterway, and even when bottled in glass jars, it continues to glow.

General Gaven picked up on a mere fragment of text in Valo’s Travels, and sought them out to arrange a factory joint venture for manufacturing and selling glass water lamps.

He proposed two highly unusual plans: one to buy out the glowing water channel’s usage rights for a million gold lions, and the other to collectively hold shares and co-found the factory." The Crown Princess spoke of Gaven’s nocturnal movements as if she had witnessed them firsthand.

Her current mission was singular in focus: to closely monitor the Conqueror’s every move within the Komeer Kingdom. The berserk beast disaster he caused in the King’s Forest had left them deeply alarmed, making it imperative to prevent him from stirring up any more trouble.

"A million gold lions for a glowing water channel? Does he have more money than he can spend? What’s this about collective shares and a joint venture? Give me the details." King Yasan, astonished by the astronomical figure, asked.

He wasn’t someone unfamiliar with grandeur, yet spending such an exorbitant amount on a waterway from a nondescript village—even if it glows—still seemed baffling.

"Although General Gaven is a Chosen of Lady Strategy, his abilities in commerce resemble those of a devotee of the Goddess of Trade. If he’s willing to spend a million gold lions at Nimiel Village, it means he plans to earn ten million or countless millions of gold lions from it in return.

But before we dive into specifics—Father, how much would you be willing to pay for this lighting tool?" The Crown Princess waved her hand, and darkness engulfed the space around them. In the next instant, she retrieved a crystal-clear glass bottle from the dimensional space, which emitted a gentle glow that illuminated an area of over ten meters.

"Everbright Flame? Wait, no, it’s not Everbright Flame; it’s the liquid inside the glass bottle glowing, powered by electricity." Although King Yasan was a warrior, his expertise in magic was far from inadequate, especially in identifying artifacts. "How long can it continuously emit light?"