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Chapter 138: The Arrival of the Spellcaster

  Chapter 138: The Arrival of the Spellcaster

  The establishment of the new federation was not something that could be accomplished in a short period of time, it required a lot of time and effort to bring out things that originally did not exist. After receiving decisions from various cities, Thunder Hill quickly distributed the prepared guidebooks, allowing each city to start establishing relevant institutions according to the guidelines, and dispatching merchant teams to sort out the finances of each city.

  In the first two months of establishing the Federation, Mo Yan was almost always in the office during the day, issuing various commands to different cities and dealing with the problems they submitted. This made Jones and Aili very resentful, as Mo Yan, who used to accompany them every day, no longer played with them after getting busy.

  However, Mo Yan's busy return was worthwhile. As the framework of the new federation slowly took shape, many benefits emerged. Firstly, with the formation of the E-Lan New Federation, trade between cities flourished. Business taxes were no longer collected separately by each city, but instead, a unified payment was made every month, and a certificate was issued. As long as trade was not conducted outside the federation's cities, there would be no additional tax liabilities.

  This made all the merchants exert themselves to trade, and the exchange of goods between federal cities was greatly enhanced. With sufficient supply of materials, Thundercliff's productivity has also been greatly improved. The allocation from Thundercliff arrived quickly, and some benefits that were originally only available in Thundercliff, such as free schools and free medical care, slowly began to be implemented.

  In each city, where monsters were in command, people who had been opposed to the changes began to see the good and slowly change their minds. In military terms, each city also received instructions on conscription, all adult Sartians, unless they were craftsmen, merchants or studying at an academy, had to become soldiers and serve for three years in the army.

  Such measures made those who were unwilling to be warriors at least try to learn a craft, which increased the number of artisans and promoted industrial prosperity while greatly reducing the number of idle people, ensuring urban order.

  At the same time, each city began to count the population within the city and establish archives to issue citizen certificates. This not only allowed for a specific grasp of the actual population in the entire federation, but also prepared for the general election half a year later. At the same time, it could prevent enemy spies from infiltrating to some extent. Buying houses or staying in hotels required citizen certificates. People from cities outside the federation also needed to obtain temporary residence certificates from the embassy of their respective cities before they could act freely within the federation.

  As the federal framework was perfected, three months later in the White House hall, Mo Yan held his own temporary presidential inauguration ceremony. Facing a constitution he had written and passed by the Federal Congress, he vowed to love the people, cherish freedom, and lead the federation towards prosperity. When saying these words, Mo Yan's acting skills made his expression look exceptionally serious and solemn, deceiving all the newly elected federal congressmen.

  As for why the word "deception" is used, it's because everything is just Mo Yan's lie, a scam to take control of other cities without bloodshed. The so-called new federation will be his one-man show in the future, and once he gets on stage, there's no possibility of him stepping down. After all, the construction of the new federation was proposed by him and implemented by him, and what exactly is mixed into it, only he knows.

  Those who only roughly understood the federal system from Mo Yan's mouth would not understand its darkness. Among these newly elected more than 100 members, nearly half of them were supported by Mo Yan to take office, and the funds they used for propaganda and election campaigns were all privately provided by Leifeng Cliff. These members can be said to support Mo Yan one hundred percent.

  Many people with ideals and talents can't even print flyers, how can they compare to those with strong financial backing? They haven't even made a small splash before thoroughly sinking into an unknown corner. The newly formed parliament can only play a restrictive role on Mo Yan for now.

  In the future, as Mo Yan controls more and more delegates, the parliament will become a mere decoration. The report on the major things that Mo Yan wants to do is just going through the motions there, and those delegates who have Thundercliff gold coins in their pockets will only nod in agreement with one voice.

  "These three months have really exhausted me." Moyan returned to the bedroom after the ceremony, lay on the bed and let out a weak sigh. Although his body didn't feel tired, his mind was somewhat unbearable. Since it was daytime, only Jones and Aili were in the room, while the two demons were in the office handling documents.

  "This is not the master you are looking for." Jones sat beside Mo Yan, complaining: "Why make things so complicated, establishing a federation and taking oaths. It would be better to use the monster's army to conquer them directly. Now the military strength of Leiting Cliff is not something that those Sart people can match."

  "Raiden Cliff has nearly half of its craftsmen as Salters, if we go to war with Salter, do you think they will still help us work?" Mo Yan turned his head and said to Jones who was sitting on the bed: "Moreover, our goods are mainly sold to Salters. If we go to war, they will thoroughly boycott our goods. Without the support of raw materials and financial resources, if we can't push them down in the first place, it will be us who will be pushed down next. And even if we occupy... who will we send to manage?"

  "It seems... that's the case." Jones was stunned by Mo Yan's consecutive ideas and said, "It's all because the monsters in Thunder Ridge are too stupid. Except for the headless knight, none of them can manage a city. It's really troublesome to deal with this, ugh... how annoying! By the way, didn't Aili say she was a demigod? And she seems like a vampire demigod."

  Jones looked at Ellie lying beside Mo Yan and said, "If she's the half-god of those vampires, then it's entirely possible to find those vampires for help. They have great strength and wisdom. With this half-god in hand, you can command them!"

  Airi looked up at Jones in confusion, unsure what the person who often competed with her for position was saying. Mo Yan glanced at Airi's puzzled expression and smiled wryly at Jones: "Although I don't know the reason, but now she doesn't remember anything, how can we find those unknown people in your bloodline? And... this is already the best situation, as long as she doesn't recover her memories and cause me trouble again. I really don't want to have to swallow her down once more."

  Moyan, who was already somewhat tired, didn't want to discuss how to govern the entire Eran without using federal methods. After all, what needed to be done had almost been done, and there weren't many "what ifs" in the world. But just as the Minotaur wanted to take advantage of the idle time after the oath to catch up on a long-overdue nap.

  Leiger knocked on Mo Yan's bedroom door, forcing him to get up and open the door to ask what was going on. But after hearing the news Leiger brought, Mo Yan's drowsiness instantly vanished into thin air, because Leiger told him that several spellcasters had arrived at Thundercliff.

  It has been nearly four months since the messenger from the Regal faction sent out the message, and Moyan had already given up hope of finding a Spellcaster. But now several have come at once, which can be said to be the best news Moyan has heard this month, making him eager to go see these Spellcasters.

  After a brief arrangement, Mo Yan sat in the office and, after consulting with Ritz who had been called over, began waiting for Legere to bring those casters. They would be evaluating these supposedly very dangerous casters in this office, and those who were too dangerous would be eliminated and given a sum of money to leave.

  Ragel soon brought those casters over, four people with different attire lined up in the office, waiting for the leader of this city... no, it can be said that the entire Federation's questioning. Whether they will get Thundercliff's appointment and shelter will depend on their answers.

  On the far left stood a middle-aged man with a goatee, who didn't look very old and was dressed in ordinary clothes, looking like an average passerby. However, Mo Yan always felt that he was staring at him, standing beside Mo Yan, holding his Elly, who was watching. Could it be that he could see that the double-braided Elly was actually a powerful demigod?

  Standing next to the whiskered uncle was a gaunt man resembling a skull. His deep-set black eye sockets were filled with murky eyes covered in bloodshot, making anyone who saw him feel chilled to the bone. A dark and ominous aura surrounded him. In his hand, he held a curved wooden staff topped with a skull, and his emaciated body was tightly wrapped in a black robe, occasionally coughing to remind people that he was still alive.

  As for the next three people, there's nothing much to introduce. A woman with a strange getup and her body full of plants, a man with bottles and jars around his waist, and an old man who looks very proper. These five people are all the spellcasters who have come to Thundercliff.

  "An alchemist, a necromancer, two potion makers, and an elemental mage just like me." Rize figured out the professions of these casters with just a simple observation. Although it was easy to tell for the last four people, Mo Yan had no idea how Rize knew that the ordinary-looking uncle would be an alchemist.

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