Chapter 85: The Situation in Shengqiu

  A one-bedroom suite for graduate students is already considered the best accommodation, but it's still a dormitory.

  And after a simple renovation, another bed in the bedroom was piled up with bedding and boxes.

  The luggage brought by the senior at the risk of his life is quite a lot, and the small cabinet can't be put down no matter what.

  It seems that Chen Yi can only sleep on the same small bed tonight as well.

  Jin Doona's body movements have a very special frequency, making it easy for people to focus their attention on certain parts.

  Chen Yi understood her intention, and with a strong slap on that plump buttocks, he savored the extremely elastic touch for a moment before saying: "Stay here obediently, I'll sleep outside."

  Kim Duna stared blankly as he walked out the door, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

  Although she had made preparations for dedication as early as when she accepted the task, there is a great difference between volunteering and being forced.

  What she is doing now is just a last resort with no other choice.

  Chen Yi was certainly not suddenly feeling the call of God or Allah, nor would he be biased due to boredom under God's rule. He was preparing to head to the Kingdom of Saint Qiao.

  Jin Douna was rolling over in bed, unaware of the situation outside. Chen Yi quietly prepared his things and silently pushed open the door to leave the dormitory building.

  The H building complex at night is bustling like a festival.

  Just moved into a new dormitory, or just arrived at school children, excitedly exchanged opinions, expressed ideas, like a new monkey joining the group. Only Building 2, in the brightly lit building complex, looks a bit different.

  It was as if it had been renovated again, and the corridors and rooms were filled with the smell of paint and chemical pigments.

  The fight in the afternoon was heard by many, and the bloodstains in the elevator were the main cause of panic. Although the notice said it was a brawl and the responsible person had been dealt with, for students far from home, bleeding was still somewhat distant. Although some people put their minds at ease, they didn't feel happy after all, and the atmosphere was relatively weaker.

  Chen Yi sucked on a green lollipop, with a black backpack slung over her shoulder, walking through the empty dormitory area.

  Today, many parents came and went, and the students also entered and exited freely. The security guard looked at him and responsibly reminded him: "The door will be locked at 11 o'clock tonight."

  "Got it, thanks." Chen Yi smiled. Ever since he ate the green crystal fruit, his life had become much brighter. The world seemed to be in a state of harmony most of the time.

  Seated in the taxi, Tang Xiongfei's phone continued to ring, shouting: "Mr. Chen, Merrill Lynch has decided to provide us with 350 times leverage, but they require us to keep our funds in their bank."

  "How much is stored?"

  "30 million US dollars. Not included in the margin account."

  Outside of a margin account, this money is just ordinary savings. But for the bank, knowing that customers have money is a prerequisite for approving loans.

  If necessary, this money can naturally serve as a resource for additional margin.

  They are still worried about lending too much and causing irreparable losses.

  The bank is most afraid of companies that declare bankruptcy.

  Chen Yi hesitated for a moment and said: "All our money was used to pay the deposit, now how much is left?"

  "$24 million." Tang Xiongfei replied proudly. A month ago, Jinyuan International was a small broken company that started with $100,000, and now although there are still only three people, the significance is greatly different.

  $240 million, theoretically can lend $8.4 billion, on NYSE it's considered a small shark.

  Chen Yi thought for a moment and said, "Let's ignore them for today and talk about it tomorrow."

  "Use 325 times leverage first?"

  "That's right. Also, you go contact other banks." Chen Yi said, "As long as there is a bank willing to give 200 times leverage, we will use it."

  "I understand." Tang Xiongfei knew that Chen Yi was considering sharing the bank's pressure.

  The strength of a bank is limited after all. From their perspective, the large loan amount of a big household is both good and bad. History has proven that no matter how good the mathematical model is, there will always be times when it cannot be calculated accurately, and disastrous events such as financial crises or wars, although rare, are possible. And once they occur, some incautious financial institutions will inevitably fall into trouble.

  When facing 350 times leverage, if you don't try to control the risk, once the other company makes a disastrous mistake - even if it's just a trader's slip of the hand, it could cause irreparable losses to the bank itself.

  So when facing high-yield and high-risk situations, banks often appear to be in a dilemma - afraid of offending users, but also dare not establish their own risk control on the basis of the other party.

  Chen Yi's choice was to give up short-term gains and borrow from other banks, which helped the bank solve its conflict problem.

  He hung up the phone, and Tang Xiongfei couldn't help but think: This guy must have never been in contact with the financial industry before. Now he's holding tens of millions of dollars, yet he doesn't seem to have any idea what's going on. Is it really possible that some people are just naturally talented?

  At the same time, he thought that 350 times leverage and 200 times leverage were different by a factor of one. Even if he took out $30-50 million, in a short period of time, he would have to earn less than $3-5 million US dollars. Could he make such a decision?

  Tang Xiongfei was stunned for a moment.

  Midsummer has passed, opening the car window, there is a gentle breeze blowing by.

  Chen Yi looked at the pitch-black sky outside and thought a lot too.

  "We've arrived at Binhe Road." The driver reminded him.

  "Thank you." Chen Yi got off the bus with his bag slung over his shoulder.

  Entering the subway station, following the password box inside, took out a package of perfume that existed there.

  All of these are Chinese-made pure natural perfumes - as labeled, whether true or false, can be known by using the categorization technique in the Kingdom of Saint Qiao.

  The subway arrived on time.

  Grundler and his four Kingdom Knights had been waiting there for a long time.

  After the situation in the Kingdom of Saint Quartz improved, as a traditional magic powerhouse, their main force on the battlefield gradually became dominated by mages. The knights also had a relatively long vacation.

  Otherwise, where can a Holy Knight and five Kingdom Knights be left idle in the Magic Tower?

  Chen Yi didn't know any of this, he stuffed a small box of perfume out the subway door and asked: "Sir Knight, would you mind taking a look at my current state?"

  "Alright." Grundler immediately activated his divine power.

  The light curtain of the subway gate has a certain resolution, and it is easy to let Grindel's divine power drill in and patrol beside Chen Yi.

  Several minutes later, Grindel excitedly laughed and said: "Congratulations, Master. Your physical body has already reached the 9th rank of Body Techniques."

  "What I'm feeling is indeed the power of Chi?"

  "Yes." Grundle said, conjuring a flame in his hand, "You see, if you can absorb the fighting energy stored within your body and bring it out again, that's first-class fighting skills."

  He threw away the flame, and smiled: "The fullness you feel is the power of the magic net. As your body slowly reunites with the magic net, you can use its energy and fill it within your body."

  "We'll practice later." Chen Yi smiled reassuringly and turned to say, "Timothy, the law master."

  "Master." Timothy was a great magician who basically worked on the upper floor of the Wizard's Tower and would only come to wait when he knew the subway was about to arrive.

  As for the daily magical affairs of the Kingdom of San Qi'Ou, they are naturally handled by the Red Robe Mages.

  Chen Yishen pondered for a moment and asked: "Venerable monk, what is the current situation in the Kingdom of Saint Qiao?"

  Timothy's heart leapt with joy as he heard him ask.

  Master Guan is concerned about the Shengqiao Kingdom, which is a good thing.

  He didn't know if Chen Yi himself could investigate everything that happened on the mainland, so he just said straightforwardly: "The Kingdom of Saint Qiao is currently fighting on three fronts, and only the southern coastal line is still safe."

  "On the Western Front, our main opponents are the allied forces led by the Kingdom of Saboga. They used to be our vassals, but were corrupted by those wizards and have now become our enemies. However, the kingdom's mages have an overwhelming advantage over them."

  "On the Northern Line, there are barbarian armies composed of beastmen empires. Their combat strength is formidable, but their magical abilities are relatively weak. As long as we hold onto Coldwind Pass, we can continuously use various magics to strike at them." Timothy paused for a moment before continuing: "Due to the beastmen's special characteristics, magic users below the rank of mage cannot deal critical hits to beastman warriors. At Coldwind Pass, they are often unable to play a role... Their speed also often forces us to consume large amounts of scrolls. In the past, we often needed to use the knights' lives to fill in the gaps..."

  The eyes of the knights of the kingdom all turned red upon hearing this.

  They are mid-to-high-ranking knights who still need to be on the front lines of war, where it's a common occurrence for subordinates, trusted friends, and even close relatives to die in battle.

  In the Kingdom of Sanqiao based on the wheel-changing system, the cruelty of the Northern Line War was something that everyone had experienced.

  Timothy's tone remained calm as he said, "Now that we have a large number of mid-to-high level scrolls, we can finally put our magic apprentices to good use. The kingdom's magical foundation is very solid. In the past three months, thousands of magic apprentices have gone to the battlefield and played an important role in the defense of the fortresses, freeing up our high-level mages."

  Chen Yi nodded slightly, indicating that he was listening.

  Several Kingdom Knights also heard about the gathering of the gods. At their level, they normally wouldn't have been qualified to hear news from another battlefield.

  Timothy swallowed his saliva, moistened his throat and continued: "The Eastern Osroth Empire is a knight empire. Their elemental mages are unique and not too strong, but they have tied up a lot of our manpower. However, the war situation is not intense at present."

  Chen Yi thought for a moment and said: "So, it seems that you don't have the power to counterattack?"

  Timothy hesitated for a moment, looked at the surrounding Kingdom Knights, coughed and said: "Sander Red Cloak, take the knights down to rest first."

  Everyone hastily retreated, leaving only two monks and Holy Knight Glenduler on the upper level of the enormous monastery tower.

  "Master, the counterattack plan will decide the fate of the kingdom..."

  "I understand." Chen Yi said indifferently: "You don't need to tell me the details, just talk about the general aspects."

  "Yes." Timothy dared not say anything else and hastily said: "We plan to counterattack on the western or northern front, both sides have their advantages and disadvantages..."

  "How long?" Chen Yi interrupted.

  "About three months later."

  Chen Yi murmured a response, "So you're saying you still have some strength left?"

  "All thanks to the master's kindness..."

  "If you attack Sephora Kingdom and seize some skill duplication scrolls, what resources will you need?" This is Chen Yi's true goal.

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