However, within a few seconds, more fine cold sweat began to seep out.
"Brutal! This move is truly brutal!"
"No, they're refusing all technology from the High Forest and completely stepping out?"
"It's unbelievable, how dare they?"
"This is the highest level of technology in waste treatnt facilities, and they're refusing all of it?"
Everyone's gaze turned to the Dwarven official in charge who was frantically smoking.
He sucked the ash clean from the pipe in one go.
Then he knocked out the ash and refilled it with new tobacco.
"Sir, do we still need to stick to our previous terms, not offering the latest technology?"
The Dwarven official slamd the smoking pipe on the table and cursed:
"Are you out of your mind?"
"Do you believe that if we dare say 'no' to them now, the High Forest will be our downfall?"
He showed an exhausted expression:
"When the Yu Association leader arrives, tell them we've agreed to their demand for the most advanced technology."
"But... what if they still want to lower the price?"
The official said: "If it's not too excessive, just agree!"
"After all, the Wind Chaser Comrce Association's face has been thoroughly trampled this ti."
"If expected, once this news spreads, so small countries buying High Forest equipnt might directly abandon choosing High Forest."
"In the long run, it could benefit the sale of our association's equipnt instead."
"We accept this loss, for the sake of a more distant future."
...
[Location: Am Empire Station]
The vice president of Wealth Can Reach God Comrce Association sighed:
"There's soone capable on the other side, I'm afraid to directly increase the price this ti."
The vice president's assistant stood beside him, whispering:
"In the long run, we can take advantage of the Ense Empire's montum to boost the fa of Wealth Can Reach God Comrce Association's processing equipnt."
"Although in terms of value, we didn't earn anything this ti, the association desperately needs a sum of liquid capital to rotate."
"Let's first revitalize the association, we won't lose anyway."
The vice president slapped the assistant on the head:
"Fool, you must understand one thing. For us businessn, not earning equals a loss!"
He collapsed into his chair:
"It's already settled that prices will drop, we have no choice but to accept this loss."
He chuckled:
"Besides... I'm just an employee, if this doesn't work out, I might lose my job."
He's a strikebreaker, but it doesn't prevent him from siding with laborers at a crucial mont, does it!
...
[Location: High Forest Base]
Knight's eyes reddened as he grabbed the communication personnel:
"Mr. Mayer? Have you found Mr. Mayer?"
The communication elf was almost in tears.
"Sir Knight, we've explored all our channels in Tino City to find Mr. Mayer, but no one is willing to help us."
Knight's heart trembled:
"How dare they!"
"Where in Star Continent is there better waste treatnt technology than ours in the High Forest?"
"We are the absolute number one."
"Unquestionably number one!"
Those below whispered among themselves.
They already felt the calm before the storm, but it was of no use.
Faced with the greater tide, ordinary people are powerless ants.
A punch hamring down with the strength accumulated over thousands of years by the Ense Empire stunned them all.
Suddenly, a light shone from the communication crystal in the room.
Knight Windwalker, trembling, opened the crystal:
"Uncle!"
"Useless!"
An icy voice ca from the other side of the crystal:
"Do you know what foolishness you've committed?"
"In the largest order in history, our High Forest has gained nothing."
"The mont this news spreads, nearly all custors buying our Comrce Association's waste treatnt facilities have learned of it."
"So swaying custors imdiately chose to cancel."
"And so have already approached us, preparing to terminate contracts."
"I asked around; they say they're preparing to purchase equipnt from Furnace Castle, the Am Empire, and the Dragon Empire."
"Do you know what you're doing?"
"Losing the Ense Empire's market, our Wind Chaser products are starting to face scrutiny!"
Knight opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but finally could only say in silence:
"Uncle, I will resign from the association."
A sigh ca from the crystal ball:
"Resign? Do you think you have the chance to resign? You've all been fired!"
Everyone was hit as if by a bolt from the blue.
One stumbled and sat directly on the ground.
...
After signing the agreent that day.
Louis gave the final instructions to everyone:
"Inform the Steel United Comrce Association, Wealth Can Reach God Comrce Association, and Dragon Roar Comrce Association."
"This ti, the 210-town order we're giving out will be split into three batches, with each responsible for 70 towns."
"Now listen to my requirents, I demand the three associations implent a '1 2 67' system."
"1 ans they must establish waste treatnt facilities in their holand before bringing them to the Ense Empire."
"Failure to do so, and the agreent is void."
"2 ans they must have two batches of technicians produce 2 sets of waste treatnt facilities within the Ense Empire."
"They must provide on-site guidance to our people from start to finish, until we thoroughly understand."
"Failure to do so, and the agreent is void."
"67 ans our Ense Empire technicians will oversee the production of the remaining 67 sets of equipnt."
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