After hearing the wishes of the
"The Hanged Man" Alger thought for a moment, then said to "The Sun" Derrick: "You could have those with such ideas go to Bayam to join trade guilds and find suitable teachers through them, or directly invite people with relevant expertise to teach in the New City of Silver, offering generous compensation.
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you must get your residents to learn the common language of the Rost Archipelago as quickly as possible. On that basis, Loen, Ancient Frosac, and Dutenese can also be put on the schedule."
After "The Hanged Man" finished speaking, "The Hermit" Caledria also offered her own suggestion: "Besides organizing mercenary teams, you could also try applying for public positions in the major cities of the Rost Archipelago, handling Beyonder incidents."
Although the Rost Archipelago government and the Church of the Sea God had obtained a batch of Beyonder characteristics and corresponding potion formulas from the City of Silver and
Under these circumstances, as long as the City of Silver residents could become part of the official forces, they probably wouldn't have to worry about unemployment afterward.
Of course, the Rost Archipelago government would definitely control the number of people hired, and the City of Silver couldn't use this path alone to fully solve everyone's employment problem.
Klein quite agreed with "The Hermit" lady's suggestion, and felt it was necessary to issue a divine oracle to Danitz, instructing the Rost Archipelago government and the Church of the Sea God to increase the number of official Beyonders within a certain scope.
This wasn't to help City of Silver residents and some non-deformed Moon City residents find jobs—it was a necessity in preparation for the approaching end of the world, the deepening erosion of the Outer Deities, and the gradually increasing frequency of Beyonder incidents.
At that moment, "The Hermit" Caledria glanced at Miss Justice, then continued addressing "The Sun" Derrick: "You should currently have a large sum of liquid funds at your disposal. You could try investing in the Rost Archipelago's mines, spice plantations, and agricultural estates, purchasing fertile land and bountiful timber forests—they're all very cheap right now. Mm, although the Church of Storms can still exert influence over the archipelago, and although the new government has pledged to protect the properties of foreigners locally, there are still large numbers of Loen, Forsac, and Intis people who lack confidence and want to sell off their assets and return home as quickly as possible."
That divine emissary named Danitz had recently purchased a spice plantation himself… As Derrick recalled what he'd heard before, he suddenly understood.
"The Hermit" Caledria's suggestion inspired the others. "Justice" Audrey immediately added: "When you go to negotiate, you should hire a few professional lawyers, otherwise it's very easy to be swindled. Mm, if you think it necessary, you could also bring along the "psychoanalysts" from the city.
"Also, you're backed by a medium-sized port, so you can develop the corresponding economy…
"Given that both the Rost Archipelago government and the Church of the Sea God's official Beyonders lack sufficient common knowledge, you could open paid courses for outsiders at the New City of Silver's general education school—mm, just remove the parts that could easily conflict with the orthodox Churches' teachings…
"The railway connecting New City of Silver and the other cities must be built as soon as possible…"
"The Sun" Derrick listened in a daze, then hastily raised his hand: "Sorry, I need to write down what was just said."
She'd forgotten he had no foundation in economics… "Justice" Audrey reflected briefly on this, closed her mouth, and smiled, signaling little "The Sun" to seek help from Mr. Fool.
After Derrick materialized pen and paper and jotted down all the suggestions, "Justice" Audrey, "The Moon" Emlyn, "The Star" Leonard, and the other
This heated exchange went on for nearly half an hour before it finally came to an end. "The Sun" Derrick looked at the stack of paper before him—neither thick nor thin—and couldn't help but break into a smile.
It was as though he could already see a bright future for the City of Silver.
Yet "The Fool" Klein, seated at the head of the mottled long table, felt inexplicably wistful, his mood growing considerably heavier: If one set aside the fact that the apocalypse was little more than a decade away, the City of Silver they had just discussed—with all its promising prospects—was truly heartening.
But the arrival of the apocalypse would not bend to the will of humanity. Not even Saints and Angels could change that.
Derrick withdrew his gaze from the papers before him, weighed his words, and then spoke again: "We've already built a temple and cathedral dedicated to Mr. Fool, and we wish to spread the faith to the various cities across the archipelago. Is there anything we should pay attention to?"
"The Hanged Man" Alger furrowed his brows slightly and said: "Have you compiled a sacred scripture? Designed the mass rituals and the details of the prayers?"
"Yes." "The Sun" Derrick nodded firmly.
All of it had been adapted from the divine miracles demonstrated by Mr. Fool, Derrick's own understanding, and the religious texts left behind by that previous Creator. Moreover, the City of Silver had already offered prayers to Mr. Fool and informed Him of the matter, and His attitude had been one of tacit consent.
"Has the internal structure of the church been set up?" Alger continued asking.
Derrick instinctively glanced at Mr. Fool, who was shrouded in layer upon layer of greyish-white mist, then turned back and said: