Chapter 87: Soren is Short on Money!
Soren’s power stems from the deaths of the Trials.
The tests from the Chess Dimension involved too many aspects, as they also touched on the roots within the realm of deities, specifically where the power of faith is transformed from.
Spirit?
If it is truly spirit, then the source of faith cannot be limited to just the Material Plane.
Can killing draw energy from the Trials? Then what about death? What about war? If the illusion of the chess tests has no purpose, could it be completely replaced when the number of Trialists reaches a certain threshold? The energy Soren obtained from the Chess Trial was minimal, but once the quantity accumulated to a certain degree, qualitative changes began to arise. As a high deity, Soren’s life is immortal, so he has ample time to research all this.
At this moment.
Soren realized that if he safely passed the Saint’s Cataclysm, he wouldn’t have to worry about lacking things to do for the next few hundred years.
The preliminary test results from the Chess Dimension were already out.
When all three Trialists died, Soren waved his hand to close the energy supply for the Chess Trials, then began to organize the data collected through divine perception.
“Power comes from the death of the Trialists!”
“Most of the energy consumed comes from the Element Pool, perhaps in a while I can test the combat modes of the Trialists.”
Soren thought back to many popular virtual battle simulations from his previous life; he needed to see if there would be any variables in the battles between Trialists, as the demonic scenes from the Chess Dimension alone couldn’t yield too much data. Moreover, the most important point was that the Chess Dimension was a dangerous place, and Soren needed to ensure the safety of the Trialists while minimizing their costs and side effects. If he were to promote this, it certainly couldn’t just be for high-level professionals; if ordinary people entered and died, it could genuinely result in real deaths. This was a significant issue.
Soren had to solve this point, even if it meant collecting much less power!
Of course.
He still had some bolder ideas in mind, such as transitioning Modo into an era of universal professionals.
It wasn’t too difficult for civilians to become professionals because there was the great profession of “Warrior.” Any ordinary person, as long as their talent wasn’t too poor and they had no inherent physical defects, could train to advance to become a Warrior through conventional means. The militias in Modo had already trained many Warriors, yet most of their profession levels were low, basically around levels 1-3, slowly accumulating training time could get them to around levels 3-5.
If a Warrior wanted to break through level 5, they would require certain talent and battlefield experience.
In reality, a Warrior gained experience either through dueling or fighting in battle themselves. If the Chess Dimension could compensate for this aspect, Soren could perfectly balance the costs and rewards.
By using the Chess Dimension to allow ordinary Warriors to gain opportunities for advancement, while making them train in reality to compensate for consumption.
Once this perfect balance of income and expenditure was formed, the number of Warriors in Modo would vastly increase. At that time, out of all the adult males in Modo, at least over seventy percent could become Warriors.
Of course.
It was still challenging for ordinary families to bear the dietary costs required to nurture a Warrior. If Soren really wanted to do this, he would need the City Hall to provide financial subsidies. However, since Modo was located overseas, and what was most abundant overseas was fishing yield, dietary meat wouldn’t be a problem. The key was establishing a systematic training model.
When Soren exited the Chess Half-Plane, the three Trialists were also expelled.
As expected, all three of them ended in death, but the difference was that Haruk died due to the siege of low-level demons, and the Drow Warrior fell to the beheading of mid-level flying demons. The only one who held out the longest was George. He fought to the last soldier before being killed by the demons, but by that time, he had already slain over three times the number of demon troops. This made Soren take note of him; he seemed to come from Leaffall City and appeared quite promising, Soren even knew his name.
Among the three,
Haruk had the highest personal combat power, the Drow Warrior was most skilled in solitary combat, while George had the strongest strategic awareness.
All three could be nurtured into individuals who could stand on their own.
The environment can create talent, because in Modo, many other cities would never give them the opportunity, as even a slave in Modo could have a chance for success as long as they have ability and willing to work hard.
“Testing complete.”
Gloria was waiting for Soren in the laboratory. Upon seeing him, she softly asked, “How were the results?”
Soren thought for a moment and replied, “Very good. But there are still some issues.”
“By the way.”
“How’s the research on the Floating Airship coming along?”
Gloria gestured, and a projection appeared before Soren, resembling the Mirror Image spell, a result of research from the Northern Witch Council. She glanced at Soren with a slight smile, pointing at the image before them, “It’s almost a success. The only issue remaining is the energy drive. While we can recharge it in Modo, elsewhere it can only be completed through Wizards. According to tests from my apprentices, the resources required for a round trip between Arendelle and Modo are about two thousand Gind.”
Gloria already had an independent witch group beneath her.
She had been a high-ranking member in the Northern Witch Council, and if she had the status and resources of Modo, she would have an independent witch group of over a hundred members by now.
“Two thousand Gind?”
Soren frowned upon hearing this; indeed, while Arendelle was quite far from Modo, the consumption of two thousand Gind, plus the costs for sailors, could exceed three thousand Gind in total.
This meant that the Floating Airship could theoretically only handle trade of at least three thousand Gind or more.
This essentially ruled out the most basic grain transport and daily essential supplies, as the cost of a ship’s cargo might not even cover the shipping fees, yet transporting other high-value goods would be fine.
“Very good.”
Soren thought for a moment and said solemnly, “I’ll set off for Arendelle soon; there happens to be a batch of goods that need to be transported from the Northern Witch Council.”
“At that time, let’s try to get three Floating Airships and conduct an initial test.”
After the outbreak of the Saint’s Cataclysm,
the land trade routes on the continent were basically cut off by all kinds of wandering monsters. If Soren could manage to address this, Modo would soon have a continuous flow of funds.
Gloria gently nodded, then raised her hand to flip her hair, “It seems Priest Jinn wanted to visit me yesterday.”
“It appears the Church of Wealth is also aware of this matter.”
“If we handle this well, perhaps we could gain a significant amount of funds from it.”
What is most important to Lady Wealth?
It’s not making money.
But continuing to sustain the prosperity of trade, even if the Church of Wealth needs to spend a little money, it doesn’t matter, because the prosperity of trade is closely related to her divine profession.
Soren needed money now.
A lot, a lot of money, as not only does Gloria’s experiment require funds, but his renovations in the Chess Dimension also needed a substantial amount of money.
And this sum would be exceedingly large!
………………(To be continued ~^~)
