God of Technology: Creating the Internet in Another World

"This is the explanation Viscount Roster prepared."

The manager pulled out a not-too-thick booklet with a smile and handed it to the elven business tycoon Labrechaun. "This business trade model needs you to handle things on the surface... Of course, druid potion and Magic Conductor production won't affect or interfere with trade. Both sides just need to ensure our output keeps up with this new trade model and the company's operations."

As the Kingdom of Dawn's Finance Minister, Viscount Roster had ultimately learned a lot—like how to use proxies.

Elves were fairly transcendent beings in this world. Almost no race would actively provoke them. Having the elf most skilled at trade do this and giving him sufficient benefits was the best plan Viscount Roster could think of.

Labrechaun took the booklet. Although he needed things from Roster territory, he didn't act servile, especially in his field of expertise. He figured after seven hundred years of dealing with merchants, he still had real strength when it came to business, and he definitely had a say in how to lay out trade routes and sell produced goods to other places.

But after seeing what was written in the booklet, his expression started getting serious. Chain operations, regional agents, goods circulation networks, profit-sharing models... these new terms appearing one after another left the dwarf elf stunned.

He'd never heard these terms before, but quickly understood all the information. He finally seemed to understand why Viscount Roster was willing to hand this over to him—because no matter who did it, Viscount Roster's interests wouldn't be affected. He was mainly the supplier and a super agent.

Each region would have a merchant responsible for the entire area. The main profits from that region would go to this merchant, while their higher-level agent would take a portion of the profits when they purchased goods. Through layer after layer of management, this commercial alliance would be established, ensuring everyone at every link made money, but no one made especially huge amounts.

The key thing was, since each region needed an agent, that agent could totally be local royalty, lords large and small, knights... Everyone would be a link in this profit network, so naturally they wouldn't need to worry about the most troublesome thing in this world right now—every territory had different taxes, requiring constant tax payments, even facing the risk of lords confiscating goods.

The manager watched Labrechaun's expression, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. Just as Viscount Roster said, after seeing this, Labrechaun would quickly understand the benefits and success rate of establishing this network. He'd make the right choice.

This was a great thing for both Roster territory and Labrechaun's elven commercial group.

However, even though he'd already prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but marvel—truly worthy of believers in the God of Technology. Whether it was Viscount Roster or this Labrechaun, their thinking exceeded ordinary imagination, and they'd really do things beneficial to the Church of Technology.

Labrechaun took less than ten minutes to quickly browse through it once. His entire expression was extremely shocked, then he started reading through it quickly and carefully. Over the next two hours, he read it several more times.

Seeing he wanted to read it a fifth time, the manager finally couldn't hold back and interrupted, "Mr. Labrechaun, what are your thoughts?"

Labrechaun rubbed his eyes, somewhat dazed, seeming to forget what occasion he was in and what he should say. After a good while, he finally had a sudden realization. "Perfect. As an elf, I can very definitively acknowledge that logically speaking, Viscount Roster's plan has no problems whatsoever. It might even very likely establish itself as the continent's biggest commercial monster in a short time."

"No merchant can compare to such a monster. Any industry it enters, other merchants can only flee with their heads covered. Because no merchant, no noble can achieve such tightly organized, efficiently flowing, unified action... commercial behavior. However, the difficulty of realizing it is also extremely high, because we need to pull many people into our commercial circle—nobles, bottom-tier merchants, even mercenary organizations and so on."

"But it can be realized, right?" The manager said with a smile. "If this commercial alliance covers the entire continent, how much do you think your raw material purchasing prices could drop? How much would your customer base expand? Could costs continue to be compressed? Could profit margins be raised? Of course, these are just thoughts from an outsider like me. They might differ from the actual situation."

Seeing Labrechaun fall into thought, the manager continued, "But one thing I can be certain of—the magic-tech industry's essence is making expensive things affordable for everyone."

"This is the charm of the Magic Conductor era."

Ren's virtual divine realm.

In front of that incredibly futuristic "grand hall," at some point, a huge testing ground had already appeared.

This was a facility similar to a sports stadium from his past life, made entirely of metal, also full of sci-fi feel.

Inside this facility, a goat-head statue with glowing red eyes looked at a super large "gun" in front of it—three meters long, over two meters high, with six gun barrels. An indescribable eeriness arose, seeming very disjointed. "Honored God, can things realized in this virtual divine realm really be realized in reality?"

"Of course." Ren seemed to have his attention elsewhere and just said casually, "My virtual divine realm is a one-to-one replica based on reality. Saying this place is some region of the mortal realm might be exaggerating, but it's definitely not worse than the Lady Dream's island... Of course, experiments need to be rigorous. After successfully simulating it in this virtual divine realm, I'll naturally make it again in reality. This is just to... save time and energy."

The Master of Depravity, a deity between the virtual and the real—He was one of the most special beings in this world. After being rescued by Ren, he was directly placed in the virtual divine realm. Without a physical body, this statue was everything.

Recently, He'd successfully connected to Ren's "believer prayers." All believer prayers would directly enter the Master of Depravity's ears. He'd screen them, then finally pass them to Ren.

For most deities, prayers were practically like curses, but to the Master of Depravity, they were like nourishment, making Him grow rapidly. Each believer's prayer was actually what they most wanted to obtain in that moment, and the Master of Depravity needed exactly this information that could make them "fall into depravity." It seemed to perfect his essence.

After a short period of adaptation, this guy even had the mind to observe what exactly Ren was doing.