Fire Monster

Chapter 83 The Ambitious Demon Suppression Division
"One point of merit can be exchanged for five big coins?"

Zhao Guanshan pulled Sun Zei outside. He knew that due to the purchasing range of the Dao Palace's big money, its true value could never be linked to the Dao Palace's contribution value.

In Linjiang Prefecture, most people have this understanding, that is, one point of Dao Palace contribution value can be exchanged for two or even three big coins.

When he was in the most difficult time, he wanted to kill an evil demon, gain contribution points to the Taoist Palace, and then exchange them for big money.

However, the current exchange rate of merit for Dao Palace coins is too exaggerated. Even if the middle fee is removed and 1 in 4 is taken, it is equivalent to a : exchange.

Is this reasonable?

Even with the poor, superficial and one-sided economic knowledge that Zhao Guanshan learned from Earth, he could tell that this was unreasonable.

After all, this is not the exchange rate between countries.

"Brother, please be patient and listen to me slowly."

Sun Zei was not surprised. He immediately took Zhao Guanshan with him to stroll in the crowd, and whispered, "The Linjiang Prefecture Taoist Palace has been established for two thousand years. In the beginning, it was indeed the Taoist Palace that personally issued the Taoist Palace coins. For a long time, this thing was quite valuable."

"Later, the Demon Suppression Department, the Provincial Government Department, and the Taoist Academy were successively established. The new departments needed to distribute the peripheral power of the Taoist Palace. You know this, right? Then the three departments all obtained the right to mint the Taoist Palace's big coins. But later, I don't know what happened. Anyway, the Taoist Palace came up with the Taoist Palace Contribution Points, and the Demon Suppression Department and the Taoist Academy were no longer responsible for the minting and issuance of big coins. The Provincial Government Department was fully responsible."

"The official redemption rate for this thing is one Dao Palace Contribution Point for one Dao Palace Coin. This is the official rate and has continued to this day."

"But, the contribution points of the Dao Palace can be exchanged for good things from the Dao Palace, including the factories directly under the Dao Palace. Originally, they accepted large sums of money from the Dao Palace to purchase supplies. Later, they didn't say they didn't want large sums of money, but just told you that there was no stock, ah, out of stock, anyway, you know."

"Now, there is a new thing called merit. It is called merit, but in fact it can really be spent as money."

"Anyway, I'm a nobody. I don't understand why it's like this. I only know that now one point of merit can be exchanged for one point of Dao Palace contribution points, and vice versa. Then, one point of Dao Palace contribution points can be exchanged for a big coin, but if you want to exchange a big coin for Dao Palace contribution points, you might as well eat shit."

"This is the situation, brother, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Zhao Guanshan thought for a moment and asked a question, "Is the merit system led by the Dao Palace or the Demon Suppression Department?"

"Hey, brother, you are a smart person. You asked the right question. Others may not know the answer, but I know a little bit about it."

Sun Ze smiled complacently, and then said in a lower voice: "On the surface, of course, it is the Dao Palace that is in charge, and everything is centered around the various laws of the Dao Palace. But in fact, the emergence of the merit system is related to the Demon Suppression Bureau's direct factory manufacturing the third-level imperial seal chariot."

"That's all I can say."

Zhao Guanshan understood instantly that this was because they had mastered the core technology, which gave them the confidence to negotiate.

Therefore, the merit system may not be led by the Taoist Palace, but it is definitely the most beneficial to the Demon Suppression Bureau.

It can almost be considered that this is the exclusive currency of the Demon Suppression Bureau. After all, where else can it be easier to gain merit than on the battlefield.

No wonder.

The governor who controls the right to mint and issue Dao Palace coins has always seemed to be in a weak position, because if the governor wants to purchase an imperially-printed chariot, he must either replace it with equivalent core technology or exchange it for merit.

There are similar examples on our home planet Earth.

The reason why the value of the US dollar is so high is not because it is beautifully printed, but because people have a big fist and control core advanced technologies.

The rules are in other people's hands.

During a certain period, the official exchange rate was one thing, and the exchange rate for US dollars on the black market was another.

How similar to the scene just now.

But on Earth, that is between countries.

Why is this happening in Linjiang Prefecture now?

Why are the departments that should share their resources and complement each other's strengths and weaknesses acting like the Three Kingdoms are fighting for supremacy?

Is it that the immortal cultivators in the Taoist Palace are unable to control the situation, or are the subordinates too powerful?

"At present, the Chief Secretary is the worst off. He is only responsible for people's livelihood, but where does the material for people's livelihood come from? The people need to eat, and the Taoist Palace's grain reserves are running low. So--"

Zhao Guanshan couldn't help but recall the scene yesterday when Su Hai and Li Chun's twelfth team completed the mission and divided the merits.

Xiao Chengyun, who came from the Taoist academy, got a big share of the spoils. At that time, Zhao Guanshan thought it was okay, but now thinking about it, it seemed more like the Demon Suppression Division was showing goodwill to the Taoist academy.

Then, the so-called baggage camp can also share the merits, including a certain government office of the Provincial Government, the Ninth Brigade of the Beidaying of the Demon-Suppressing Department, and so on.

The message that can be seen here is that the baggage camp is more valuable than the governor.

What is the value?
A third-level imperial chariot.

Behind that baggage camp must be the factory directly under the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guanshan has basically understood it. This is a standard, classic scene where the improvement of productivity forces the political structure to change.

"Originally, it would have taken the help of the Dao Palace's senior and powerful Qi-refining masters to set up the Demon Suppression Net and complete a series of difficult tasks to divide the evil demon army. But now, it only takes the Dao Academy's young Qi-refining masters, a group of senior martial artists, and a level-three Imperial Seal Chariot to get the job done."

"Just ask if it smells good to you!"

At this time, Zhao Guanshan thought of the important resources looted from the Demon Mother's lair. Originally, the Taoist Palace was going to take two-thirds of these resources, or even more.

Now, I will give you one third of my money as a gift. I just want to ask if you are happy? Are you pleased? Are you touched? "So, this is the biggest reason why the Demon Suppression Department dares to come up with the merit system."

"No, if the Taoist Academy can train a large number of Qi Refiners, and the Demon Suppression Department has a large number of martial artists and three-level imperial seal chariots, and if the Provincial Administration Department is more capable and ensures the logistics and people's livelihood, then there will be no need for the Taoist Palace, right?"

A bolt of lightning flashed through Zhao Guanshan's mind. He always thought that the Demon Suppression Division was bullying the Provincial Administration Division, and the Taoist Academy was standing by and had nothing to do with it. It was the Taoist Palace, as the head of the family, who was taking sides.

But now, after combining all this information, he felt a little uneasy.

He was afraid that the immortal cultivators in the Taoist palace would really grow old and reach the end of their lives, and the big trees that originally provided shade for them would become rotten wood.

They were also afraid that the masters in the Taoist palace would sit back and watch, acting like chess players from a high position, and end up playing a bad game of chess. Not only did they fail to solve the problem, they also caused internal strife, which greatly damaged the already limited vitality of the Taoist palace.

I really hope that he is overthinking it, and there are more important and higher-level truths that he is unaware of, which has led to his being blinded by this.

"Brother! Brother!"

Sun Zei woke Zhao Guanshan from his distracted state, "I have to go back now that I'm done with my work. You really don't need me to introduce you to a casual lover? A big one."

"No, no, thank you very much. I would like to take a closer look and exchange it for a suitable psychic weapon." Zhao Guanshan shook his head quickly. Looking at the despicable look of this thief Sun, he knew what he wanted to do.

Actually, this is pretty good and very cool.

Unfortunately, Zhao Guanshan is not able to enjoy it for the time being.

"Exchange for psychic weapons? Brother, if you really believe me, I advise you not to go to the marching captain to exchange. Although the psychic weapons there are brand new and awesome, they are really expensive. It's better to go to the governor, Old Deng'er. Believe me, the goods are good and the prices are low. Most of us in the Fenwei Battalion buy them from there."

After Sun Zei finished speaking, he left impatiently. After all, this was the only hobby he had left in his life, so he should enjoy it while he could.

After parting ways with Sun Ze, he returned to the material distribution office. At this time, as the teams finished their commendation, there were not many people here. The zombie assistant of the Governor's Office who had disappeared before came out from somewhere again and sat there. It was pitch black and very scary.

Zhao Guanshan was very suspicious. He just went out to set up a stall. The GDP of the Governor's Office depended on him to protect it.

"What do you want to exchange for?"

"I don't know, let's take a look first."

Zhao Guanshan answered casually, and then refilled all the energy storage spirit stones that had used up all the spiritual energy today, and then bought another batch to make up a hundred pieces.

This thing is equivalent to ammunition on the battlefield, so there is definitely no such thing as too much of it.

And the price is so cheap, only five coins, and you can buy on credit.

"Do you want to exchange for psychic weapons?"

The old zombie asked persistently, his attitude was completely different from yesterday.

Zhao Guanshan's heart moved, thinking of Sun Ze's recommendation, and asked: "So, Master, do you have a better recommendation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old zombie stood up, waved at Zhao Guanshan, and went to the inner warehouse. After opening a sturdy wooden door, what appeared in front of him were three large boxes of broken psychic weapons. There was also an operating table in the corner, and next to it was a row of huge shelves, on which were placed at least fifty repaired psychic weapons.

Wow, this is a real warehouse manager + maintenance master.

"These are repaired psychic weapons. They are free for replacement within three days and have a three-month warranty. No matter which one you choose, you will get twenty merit points. There is no bargaining price."

"so cheap!"

Zhao Guanshan was slightly shocked. As far as he remembered, according to what the Taoist teacher had said, the market price of a brand new psychic weapon would start at at least two or three hundred coins.

When I got here, I actually broke my bones, even though these were all second-hand.

He immediately asked, "Sir, can you make it cheaper?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Let me tell you straight away. These psychic weapons were damaged to a certain extent and needed to be returned to the factory for recasting. However, after my miraculous restoration, they are now as good as new. The broadsword you used today was repaired by me. It's quite good, isn't it? You even received 20 points of merit for it."

"Come on, as the saying goes, once you lose an opportunity, it will never come back. The situation on the battlefield is unpredictable. One more psychic weapon means one more guarantee. For example, you can buy another spear--"

Zhao Guanshan looked at the old zombie working hard to sell his products and felt a sense of emotion. The Governor's Office was really in decline. Otherwise, how could an official from the Demon Suppression Office also work part-time as a maintenance technician and salesperson?

Even the master craftsmen in the baggage camp were arrogant.

No wonder the ordinary people in Linjiang Prefecture, no, the poor people in the slums are so destitute and their lives are so difficult, but the people in the civilian areas can eat and drink to their heart's content and enjoy the bright lights and wine.

That’s because that’s where the family quarters of most members of the Demon Suppression Bureau are located.

No wonder Li Chun and the others really didn't take me, who came from a slum, seriously and conscripted me whenever they wanted.

As long as you live in a civilian area, there is no possibility of being forcibly conscripted.

At least be polite.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guanshan had an idea, and he said sincerely: "Master, I can accept the price of 20 points of merit, but I have one condition, that is, if I buy one psychic weapon, you have to give me the opportunity to repair and maintain ten damaged psychic weapons."

(End of this chapter)