Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

After various departments reported their work situation this year, Harvey cleared his throat and prepared to make a final meeting summary speech.

"The refugee shelter site set up in Jackdaw Town needs to be retained for the time being. The soldiers of the army are withdrawn and a few staff members responsible for the shelter registration, as well as the vaccine physicians who rotate on duty..."

Harvey paused, looked at Asdaren, who looked up at him at the same time, and continued: "The Federation has begun to control the spread of the plague, and the Church of Glory is not to be outdone, and has begun to go to civilians in St. Valen. They are clearly fighting for the people's hearts and preparing public opinion in advance for large-scale conflicts that may break out later."

Asdaren stood up and added for Harvey: "So we need to continue to publicize policies on sheltering refugees and attract more displaced people to the North as much as possible before the war breaks out."

"I understand! Lord Lord." Everyone stood up and responded.

Harvey raised his hand and let them sit down, took a sip of hot tea and continued, "The Longshi Chamber of Commerce sent someone to send news, saying that the current situation is under certain control and that the previous bulk goods transactions can be resumed... However, I don't plan to let them go now. They monopolize the commodity export business in their territory…”

Reiner wondered, "Why? Sir, they always feel comfortable giving money, but they just look up more about our technical secrets. They are a good business partner."

Harvey chuckled, pointed to the account book in front of him and smiled: "Although the territory independently issued paper credit currency such as gold and dollar, it essentially needs gold and silver coins as value anchors. At present, everyone It is clear that each gold dollar is about half the purchase value of silver coins, which means that we need to spend more than three thousand gold pounds every month just by paying the people of the entire territory…”

After just posting this month's salary, there are only more than 2,000 gold pounds of gold currency reserves left on the city hall's books, which is a relatively dangerous financial critical line.

A large aristocratic family with the same fiefdom in the south, who had all the taxes they had scrapped in different ways throughout the year, and received Harvey's pioneering rank, which was only enough for him to spend a month - this was still based on the territory's grain and Most daily necessities can be self-sufficient.

Now the only business that pioneers export to the outside world is to sell magic stone power machines and supply the energy core and magic ammunition of the gun of the Annihilation to the Federation, which can bring income to Harvey for a long time.

Although the vaccine business has made a quick money, there will always be a time when it ends. It may not be able to maintain the rapid growth of the territory's construction expenditure in the future by relying solely on a civilian commodity export and an arms business.

"So, I will contact several other large chambers of commerce with the same size as Longshi Chamber of Commerce, and entrust them with the processing products of specialty products in our territory to them for specialization, and distribute them to various parts of the southern border to earn profits."

Chris suddenly felt excited when he heard this and said in surprise: "Sir, what you mean is... the fragrant medicinal soaps we developed, the specialty craft wine, fur clothes, and canned foods that are extremely resistant to storage... can all be sold to the public. Now?”

Harvey nodded with a smile, "Yes, except for strategic military products and magic vehicles, other civilian products can double the production scale, and each production department can add jobs to those newly joined leaders. Provide a fixed job contract.”

He paused, "I plan to hold a Northbound commodity fair, invite those chambers of commerce on the list to send representatives to the conference, and then sign long-term orders for specialized sales with them."

As for the exclusive sales rights of these products, of course, they need to be bid for, and those with higher prices will get...

...

As the meeting was approaching the end of the meeting, Harvey suddenly made a lot of discussions - the territory has a large amount of new foreign income, which means that the funds that each department can retrieve will be more abundant, which is undoubtedly a News that made the senior officials present excited.

Harvey stayed for a moment and threw out a topic that was even more shocking.

"There is one last thing for today's meeting, and the most important thing..." He paused, looked around and said, "I plan to end this winter, after we fight back the evil orc tribe that robbed south, The city is officially built here. In the future, this place will no longer be just a pioneer territory outside the border, but a real wasteland city."

He picked up the charcoal pen and walked to the map hanging behind him, and began to draw the boundary line of the city. "This wasteland city extends to the northern slope of Jackdaw Ridge in the south, to the eastern foot of Shenji Mountain in the east, to the eastern foot of Shenji Mountain, to the west, we have just established a forefront. The camp's swamp area, to the Icefield Valley Outpost Fortress... Its area will be far more than the territory of the Grizzly Fortress Fagen, which is a mountain separated from us, and even wider than the royal fiefs of the Jinhui City of the capital of St. Valen .”

Everyone was shocked by Harvey's words, and for a moment the entire conference hall was silent.

Dult Hoden stood up suddenly and said in a trembling voice: "Sir... do you plan to declare your territory independence directly without being enthroned by the king?"

Most of the people here are civilians from mud legs. The only rare blood Asdaren is still a few hundred-year-old man who has lived in the north since childhood. In addition to serving in the Federation, he once served in the Federation. Dult, no one really understands the true intention of Harvey's words.

Building a city... In a sense, in this era when feudal aristocrats ruled the secular world, it was about the direct establishment of a country.

Many small priests and kingdoms in the southern border need to be eligible to be born from the royal family of certain great powers, and the king personally enthroned and allocated fiefs, and then go to the city of grace, Goris, to receive the crown of the pope. Establish a city and become a vassal state of a powerful kingdom.

It has never happened in the past that civilians like Harvey, who dared to declare their fiefdom independence on the northern wastelands with just a pioneering order purchased from the fiefdom nobles.

This is equivalent to openly provoking the secular royal power and despising the king's authority, which will inevitably directly attract the attack of a large number of surrounding nobles under his rule. If it were some kings with abundant martial ethics, they might even lead the army to personally lead the army.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Do you think that if I do this will bring disaster to the pioneering leadership?" Harvey stopped drawing the city's border and asked with a chuckle.

"How many private soldiers are there in the Grizzly Earl? How many armies are there in St. Valen? The frontal conflict between the Federation and the Church is about to break out. Who can take out their hands to help these secular nobles fight for power and profit for fiefs?"

Harvey gently threw the charcoal pen towards the long table of the conference, and slowly walked to the high-back chair in the upper head and stood.

"I have more than 3,000 powerful soldiers who can fight evil orcs and demons head-on, and can achieve overwhelming victory, thousands of war alchemy beasts with no human weaknesses, no blood and pain, and a huge and sufficient military logistics and weapons and ammunition reserves.”

Harvey looked directly at the young spellcaster Dult, who had a pale face, and asked softly: "Shouldn't it be the lords and kings around him who were even more afraid of me?"