Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

"Extra number! Extra number!"

On the streets of Shuangta City, newsboys waved freshly printed newspapers in their hands and shouted to passers-by.

Special edition is a special product of the paper media era. It is an issue temporarily added to the originally planned newspaper number.

Usually, special editions are only released when super big news occurs.

And the biggest news right now, of course, is the news about the ongoing war.

"The parliament voted to declare war on the Roman Empire..."

The newsboy simply shouted out the biggest highlight of the newspaper, which quickly attracted many passers-by.

It has long been public knowledge that Parliament will vote on whether the Kingdom of Sutton should join the war, and many people are waiting to see the result, the attitudes of the parliamentarians, and what actions Sutton will take.

Although the declaration of war has been confirmed, the impact on civilians' daily lives is completely different whether to deploy the main force to fight on the front battlefield or to send a small force to join the alliance and take a look.

If you just plan to paddle, then it's actually similar to what it is now.

It is enough to sell some weapons and find some mercenaries who want to go to the battlefield, of course mainly devils.

There is not much impact on the lives of civilians in Sutton.

The newsboy's newspapers were immediately sold out.

Apart from the newspaper media themselves, they are probably the group of people who love big news the most.

Today, online media has not yet been fully popularized, and because of the promotion of free education, the literacy rate has steadily increased, and paper media still has a fairly broad space for survival.

Especially for those who had just learned to read in adult literacy classes, newspapers were a respectable thing.

I couldn’t afford a mobile phone, but I could buy four newspapers for one copper coin. Holding them in my hands, I felt like a scholar.

When an illiterate friend asks with curiosity, "What does it say? Can you tell me?"

Vanity is greatly satisfied.

Most of those who managed to grab a newspaper stood on the street and read it. Those who didn't buy one couldn't resist their curiosity and could only move closer to take a look secretly.

"The parliament passed the bill with 561 votes in favor, 39 abstentions and 0 votes against..."

Someone read aloud the contents of the newspaper.

"The Kingdom of Sutton will go all-out into war to stop the anti-life atrocities of the Roman Empire. The people of Sutton are not afraid of the demon army they control with bloody and corrupt means. We will fight as long as Roman fights until we win a complete victory!"

After reading the main content of the newspaper, it immediately aroused heated discussion among people.

"0 votes against? That doesn't mean all the members agree. They are the only ones willing to go to war. Anyway, it's not their children who will die on the battlefield in the end."

"But from what I know, many members of parliament have relatives in the military, and you can find that out online."

"It's all nonsense. Even if their children are really in the army, they won't go to the battlefield. If they go to the battlefield, they can send the news to the front-line command post and have people withdraw, believe it or not!"

"No, why should we fight this war? Roman is fighting all over the continent now, but he didn't attack us. Maybe he didn't intend to attack us in the first place. What's the big deal if we take the initiative to attack him?"

"Can you read some news? The army in Orion has discovered that the Roman army has captured prisoners to use as magic stones for the demons. Is this something that humans can do? Even the drow are not such beasts!"

"Hey, what does this have to do with us drow elves? If you have any objections, I can duel with you!"

This is the biggest difference between making threats offline and online.

"What era is this? Why are you still dueling? Do you know that dueling is against the law?"

He was scared, but he was tough and not completely scared.

"What's wrong with the Roman army using demons? Don't we also use devil mercenaries? What's the difference?"

"What's the difference? What country are you from? Mercenaries are hired for money. Do we also use living people as magic stones?"

"Maybe, who knows..."

"You look like Loman's spy to me!"

The noisy crowd was about to break out into a fight.

At this time, someone shouted, "Look! It's Prime Minister Figesin, on the magic viewer!"

People looked at the screen in the window of the Magic Video Machine Store on the street.

Figesin sat upright in the Prime Minister's office.

"My fellow countrymen, I believe you already know that our country is about to participate in the battle against the atrocities of the Roman Empire..."

When the manager of the Magic Video Machine Store saw so many people gathered outside the store, he immediately opened the door and moved the speakers out.

The magic video machine placed in the window is usually silent, but we can’t keep it on all the time and disturb others.

The Prime Minister is about to make an important speech, and it is not a big deal for everyone to just read the subtitles.

Figesin's firm voice came from the speakers, and the crowd fell silent.

“The Roman Empire is trying to reverse history and wants Felin to return to the era under its brutal rule, an era where countless blood and tears were shed.

"This fallen empire invaded the Principality of Orion without declaring war, causing countless casualties and destroying countless families. It also used the same method to blitzkrieg against multiple independent countries around it.

"They have no purpose or principles, are violent and brutal, and have committed numerous crimes and intolerable despicable acts.

“I have been to beautiful villages on the golden plains, where people rely on the land for food and clothing, and live a simple and stable life with their hard-working hands.

"I saw the ruthless war machine of Roman rolling over them. Fully armed and well-equipped, Roman soldiers driving metal chariots that brought death and destruction trampled on the land that nurtured thousands of people.

"I saw a multitude of inhuman, ferocious and violent demons, swarming through the burned town like a swarm of locusts.

“I saw them extending their claws towards their own kind, soaking their once vibrant lives into a vat filled with turbid liquid, extracting the remaining vitality and injecting it into the demons’ twisted and ugly limbs.

“Their ambitions are definitely not limited to the surrounding countries. When they occupy these lands, they will inevitably turn their guns towards the most beautiful and richest country on this continent, the land I love deeply, the Kingdom of Sutton.

“Therefore, we have only one goal, an unchangeable goal, to destroy the Roman Empire, to destroy Emperor Roman, and to drive the demons back into the abyss.

"We will fight on the beautiful plains of Orion, we will fight in the vast forests of Capet, we will fight in the sinful land of Loman, we will never compromise, never negotiate, until the shadow of Loman is completely swept away and the people of Felin are saved from the threat of the empire.

"We will do our best to provide the greatest support to all countries that are fighting against Roman, and call on all our allies to take the same measures as us..."

……

"As long as we have breath left and strength still exists, let us do our utmost, unite as one, and defeat the enemy!"

“The effect is quite good.”

After finishing his speech, Drogo turned off the magic viewer in his office.

"It's better than I thought. After becoming prime minister, I have learned a lot about how to give speeches."

Drogo praised sincerely.

Meanwhile, the speaker, Figithin himself, was sitting across from Drogo.

Although it was not obvious on his face, he was picking at his fingers vigorously.

It was still a bit awkward for him to watch his speech in front of Zhuo Ge, many people from the group, and his secretary and other staff.

The speech was recorded, and most of my skill points were spent on combat and leading troops, with the remaining points allocated to politics, as I really didn't have any spare points for speech skills. It took a lot of effort to record this speech well.

Fortunately, it was recorded in one take in the end. At that time, the filming team almost wanted to record it in segments and then splice them together.

"I feel like the voice in the magic camera is not me," said Figesin.

Drogo replied: "Of course, you hear your own voice through bone conduction, while the recording is transmitted through the air, then sampled, converted, and finally transmitted through the air to your ears. It would be strange if they sound the same."

The speech was partly courtesy of Drogo, and borrowed heavily from a fat drunkard on Earth.

Regardless of his historical contributions, his speaking skills are indeed worthy of praise.

"But I didn't see any villages in the Golden Plains destroyed."

Figgin said honestly.

"Sister, it's a rhetorical device. Don't you think that using 'I saw' can arouse the audience's emotions better than 'I heard'? It can create a sense of immersion!"

Congratulations to Figxin for unlocking the achievement of being called "big sister" by an ancient dragon that is more than a thousand years older than her.

After that, the office fell into a slightly awkward atmosphere again.

Finally, Drogo couldn't help but speak first.

"What on earth do you want to talk to me about? You can't just come to watch your own speech with me. The war is about to start. Aren't you supposed to be busy?"

"Well, um, I, um, just..."

Figosin looked embarrassed. Although he was already the prime minister of a country and a "very legitimate" prime minister who took the lead in war, he was always a little weaker in front of Drogo.

After all, he is only in his early twenties, not much older than Elsa. At this age, I am afraid there will be no one who can surpass him as prime minister in the future.

She had made outstanding achievements in battle and spent her whole life in the army, but she still remained a girl when she returned.

In an ordinary family, they are still at the stage of pretending to be adults.

Dress up like an adult at work, and secretly watch cartoons and eat snacks when you get home...

Seeing Figlin's expression, Drogo narrowed his eyes and said, "You are not planning to lead the army in person, are you? Impossible, absolutely impossible, and the parliament will not agree to it. But moving your relative who is the king to the battlefield as a spiritual totem may be an option."

Figosin quickly denied, "No, I don't plan to go to the battlefield myself."

In fact, she had thought about it.

"I am, I want to say that now that war is imminent and the country is in danger, all resources are very important. You also know that war requires money, so I hope you can help ease the economic pressure. If you don't set an example in this regard..."

Obviously, she came to Julong to ask for money.

"I agree," Drogo replied without hesitation.

"I know that the Drogo Group also has many difficulties. New weapons are also being developed, and a lot of military assistance has been provided..." Figosin continued speaking according to the established lines.

"Ahem," the secretary beside him coughed twice, "Prime Minister, Prime Minister, the Protector of the Country said he agrees."

"what?"

Figosin finally reacted and looked at Drogo in confusion.

Drogo repeated, "I agree."

Then he continued, "I can provide a large amount of donations for medical resources, logistical supplies, and comfort treatment for soldiers on leave, etc. I will provide a detailed donation plan if you need it reviewed."

"Ah?" Figxin was confused.

This is totally different from what I imagined.

Is it so easy to get money from the dragon's claw?

According to her idea, she should have used reason and emotion to persuade Drogo repeatedly, and finally promised him a lot of things before he agreed.

During the Sutton Civil War, many preferential policies were promised to the Drogo Group.

How come today went so smoothly?

"It's a donation," Figesin reiterated.

"Yes, it is a donation." Drogo confirmed.

"why?"

Drogo answered naturally: "Because the Kingdom of Sutton is good, so am I."

The interests of the Drogo Group are highly tied to Sutton, with all of its main production bases being located here. Of course, the better Sutton's economic situation is, the more it can develop.

As for those donations, it’s not a big deal.

"Well, thank you for your support to the country," Figesin said sincerely.

Although Drogo held several positions in the government, Drogo Corporation was ultimately his private dragon enterprise, and the only shareholder was him, the Red Dragon.

"Who made me the Protector of the Country?"

There have been many cases in history of dragons protecting a country, but this is the first time a red dragon has protected a country, and it is also the first time that a dragon has been protected by paying money.

"One more thing," Figgins added.

"what's up?"

"In addition to the battlefield, the morale and ideological work in the rear are also very important. So I hope that the Drogo Group can play to its strengths and launch a series of related literary and artistic works to boost morale and relax the public's mentality. This is not a donation, it can be sold for money."

"I see. It's a mainstream theme."

"Main theme?" It was the first time that Figesin heard such a description of a type of literary work. Come to think of it, it was quite apt.

"Don't worry, it's easy."

……

After Figgins and his party left, Drogo began to think about what work he should produce.

The main theme is actually a very good subject matter, but it is sometimes unpopular, mainly due to a problem of production quality. We cannot blame the subject matter for limiting the performance.

For routine content, just hand it over directly to the people in the group. They now have rich experience and their production is very mature.

However, in addition to the regular content, you also need something particularly outstanding to serve as the core to set the tone.

What is good enough?
Drogo searched his mind for a main-theme work that was good enough.

There are many options to choose from, but I always feel that they are not suitable enough.

Theme, theme...

As Drogo thought about it, he suddenly came up with a perfect option.

He turned on the host and typed quickly on the keyboard.

"When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that a special feast would be held shortly in celebration of his one hundred and eleventh birthday, there was great excitement and talk throughout Hobbiton..." (End of this chapter)