Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

Don't be ridiculous, he doesn't have any crazy plans.

Since he didn't have any crazy plan at all, there was no way he could be exposed.

Perhaps the "scattered soldier" really did have some knowledge, but based on the principle that a clear conscience fears no accusation, he wasn't worried about it at all.

After all, only he himself knew that he didn't have any crazy plans at all.

However, the "scatterers" took this disdainful attitude as a provocation, which made them feel slightly annoyed.

Even though he already had decisive evidence against Pantalone, he still dared to look at him with that expression.

just wait.

Once I fully reveal your plan, let's see how you maintain that smug expression.

"Scattered Soldier" thought to himself, and after calming himself down, he regained that smile that hid a knife.

"Before proceeding, let me first outline the general structure and strategic intent of the plan submitted by the 'rich man' Pantalone—"

"You intend to store enough energy through special means and try to create a credit currency that can replace Mora, using these highly stable currencies that store large amounts of energy as reserves for use in the war during Her Majesty's plan to fight against the laws of nature, right?"

"Was there anything wrong with my description of your plan?"

Pantalone looked at the "skirmisher" with an expression that said he was an idiot.

Hadn't his plan already been submitted to the Fools' Executive Meeting?

Is this guy a Martian with a bad memory or slow information flow?

"Is that all you wanted to say? I have already submitted this plan to the Fools' Council of Executives, and it is open and transparent to all the Executives."

"If that's all you wanted to say, then I advise you not to waste everyone's time here. Don't assume that the other executives are as idle as you and spend all your time finding things like this to amuse everyone."

Faced with Pantalone's taunts, a hint of annoyance flashed in "Skirmisher's" eyes, but he suppressed the anger in his heart.

"That's certainly not what I meant."

"Oh? So what exactly do you want to say? If you have something to say, say it quickly, everyone else's time is very precious."

Pantalone continued his relentless taunting of the "skirmishers".

However, the "scatterers" all held back, which made Pantalone somewhat disappointed.

"Scout" ignored Pantalone's taunts. In his view, once he fully revealed Pantalone's plan, everything would naturally develop in the direction he wanted.

"What I'm trying to say is that this isn't your plan, or rather, it's just your superficial strategic intention."

Pantalone was suddenly struck by the words of the "scatterers." He vaguely remembered that the last time he was in an executive meeting, the executive "servant" Arecino had spoken to him in the same tone.

This made his heart skip a beat.

Could it be that this guy is going to pull the same stunt?

This made him forcefully suppress the abnormality in his expression and pretend to have a normal expression.

"Oh? You're saying this isn't my plan, so it's not my plan? Then tell me, what exactly is my real plan and strategic intent?"

Although Pantalone concealed it well, it was all revealed by the "Skirmisher's" exceptional observation skills.

He observed Pantalonina's fleeting expression in an instant.

This made him think that he had guessed Pantalone's thoughts, causing Pantalone to start to panic, so he showed a half-smile and said.

"Don't rush, you'll have to take your time to tell me your real plans."

"On the surface, you want to use the influence of the Northern Bank to establish a brand new credit system for what you want to replace Mora. So you start planning to create an energy currency, which you envision will exist as a general equivalent to Mora."

"It must be admitted that with the Northern Bank, you can indeed gradually achieve this. The wealth created by Mora as Morax is a guarantee of people's wealth."

“You have no intention of completely replacing Mora with the new credit system you have created, because you are well aware that Mora is an important but consumable alchemical material, but that is not important.”

"Scattered soldiers" paused, then continued.

"As someone who controls the flow of wealth, you are well aware that for ordinary people, the value of Mora as an alchemical material is non-existent. The vast majority of ordinary humans will not utilize the alchemical value of Mora."

"For the vast majority of ordinary people, the morra is simply a general equivalent with monetary attributes. So if your assumption holds true, you can use this to obscure the monetary attributes of the morra."

"This will give your credit currency the same value as Mora. Even if this credit currency cannot completely replace Mora's position, it doesn't matter. For you, it is enough to let this energy currency circulate on the continent and have the attributes of wealth and currency."

"This can be seen from the preparations you have made in Mondstadt recently. According to the intelligence I have, you have used some special methods to destroy Mondstadt's economy. This is exactly the preliminary plan you have made in order to carry out this plan."

"This shows that this is the preparatory work you are doing to promote your own energy currency system. You plan to start building your own currency system from Mondstadt and eventually spread it to the seven kingdoms from Mondstadt."

Pantalone was completely baffled by the explanations given by the "scatterers".

What? Is that what he thinks?

His attack on Mondstadt was simply because he was short of money, so how does that relate to his desire to establish a completely new monetary system?

Does this "straggler" even know what he's saying?

This prompted Pantalone, who was starting to get a little impatient, to urge him on.

What exactly are you trying to say?

However, Pantalone's urging response was interpreted by the "streets" as Pantalone starting to get anxious, which made him even more confident.

Chapter 42 The Plan to Sacred Soil and Rewrite Heavenly Principles