Munitions Empire

Brunas, inside the office building of the Great Tang Group's factory area, a chubby man walked into Tang Mo's office with John accompanying him.

He curiously surveyed the bookshelves that had already been cleared out by half, looking somewhat confusedly at the Elf John who had been accompanying him in all sorts of dining and entertainment in Bruna: "What's going on? Is Mr. Tang moving?"

"Yes, our headquarters is planning to relocate to Dragon Island and is currently preparing for it," John replied with a smile.

"You're leaving such a bustling place?" The chubby man could not hide his disbelief as he continued to ask, "Is Dragon Island better?"

"At least in the future planning, Dragon Island is indeed a better choice," John did not hide his longing for Dragon Island.

There, it would become the beacon of this world, the most prosperous place in the entire world, the pinnacle of technological development!

While the two were talking, Harry helped push open the door for Tang Mo, who entered the room with Wes, who was almost always by his side.

"Welcome! Mr. Mo Kangsen," Tang Mo greeted warmly as he entered.

The man named Mo Kangsen, who was over forty and quite portly, jiggled all over as he smiled: "I assume you must be Mr. Tang Mo! It's really great to meet you!"

"Have you been enjoying yourself here, Ambassador?" Tang Mo gave a token hug to the man, realizing that even with arms wide open, his hands could not reach the other's back at the same time.

He didn't actually want to embrace the other man with true fervor, so he just posed and stepped back.

"Of course! It's been very enjoyable!" Mo Kangsen excitedly began to describe all that he had seen and done in Bruna.

This place could indeed be described as the most modern, avant-garde metropolis in the entire world. Even the sewer system, which had just completed a 50% overhaul, was enough to make other cities go mad with envy.

Because of the sewer system, the streets here were impeccably clean; because of the electric lights, it was truly a city that never slept!

This was also the capital of fashion, the capital of technology! Cutting-edge clothing that you couldn't see elsewhere filled the streets here, and the telephone, an unthinkable luxury in other places, could also occasionally be seen here.

One could responsibly say that after living here for some time, going anywhere else was practically like going to jail—except for Dragon City.

"Believe me! This is nothing like what I imagined! It's too bustling here, even more so than Naladu City..." Thus, Mo Kangsen was not stingy with his praise.

Like New York in the 20th century, this was a paradise for the rich! As long as you had money, you could find unimaginable pleasures here.

Every time he recalled the wonderful experiences he had these days, things he had never experienced before, Mo Kangsen felt a bit nostalgic.

Waving his arms, he was like a three-hundred-pound child: "To be honest, at first I thought this was just a slightly famous backwater town, but who would've thought it would be so much fun."

"I'm glad you like it," Tang Mo said with a smile as he watched Mo Kangsen's gestures.

Remembering how he had spent money like water in the casino, and the awed looks from the people around him, Mo Kangsen began to feel a bit heady.

However, his gambling luck was indeed poor; he hadn't only lost the several thousand Gold Coins he brought but also accumulated a huge gambling debt.

He wasn't worried about this debt; although it wasn't a small amount for him, it wasn't enough to break the bank.

Nevertheless, he was very grateful to Tang Mo for the hospitality shown to him here, so he asked, "I lost 30,000 Gold Coins in a casino here, and I heard that you generously wrote off my debt?"

"It was a trifle," Tang Mo said as his smile widened.

Mo Kangsen didn't care much either; he knew Tang Mo was trying to curry favor with him, so he just nodded and went on, "The girls here are pretty good too, I almost died in bed from enjoyment. But I liked it, and I've already paid for several of them, so now I owe an additional 20,000 Gold Coins."

Just as expected, Tang Mo kept up his generosity: "By the time you walk out of this room, your debt will have flown away again."

"You truly are a straightforward man," Mo Kangsen continued to nod, seemingly not taking the 50,000 Gold Coins seriously at all.

Because he knew, no matter how much Tang Mo spent on him, he would make Tang Mo earn it back manifold in the future.

That is the joy that power brings.

Of course, what came before was just the groundwork, and Tang Mo understood all too well the role of adding flowers to the brocade. This wasn't his first time bribing someone, so naturally, he was well-versed in it.

So he continued to shell out money without hesitation, "Not just that, Mr. Mo Kangsen, you will also find that no matter where you borrow money in Brunas, someone will lend it to you..."

Initially taken aback, Mo Kangsen soon felt a sense of pleasure as if he was being pampered, "Uh... hahahahaha! I've never been so happy! Really! They often bribe me with money, but I've never felt so delighted to take a bribe. You are quite an interesting person, Mr.

Tang Mo."

Just as he mentioned, numerous people had given him money before, but this time he took it with the most joy and a sense of accomplishment.

"As long as you're happy," Tang Mo remarked with an air of nonchalance.

He hadn't sat down since he walked into the room, and now he made a welcoming gesture, "I've heard that you're quite fond of the cars produced by Great Tang Group?"

"Absolutely! I'm interested in that Rolls... Roll, Rolls What's-it-called... yes, Rolls-Royce car of yours! I heard they are expensive, and I want to buy one," exclaimed Mo Kangsen, moving closer to Tang Mo while deliberately emphasizing, "I will buy it!"

"Follow me!" Tang Mo led Mo Kangsen out of his office and down to his private underground garage, where he had Harry and Wes help unveil a newly hand-built car parked inside.

This was a Rolls-Royce Phantom MkIII, which had essentially transcended the category of civilian sedans and had become a true luxury item.

Tang Mo didn't beat around the bush and introduced, "This is the latest model Rolls-Royce! It hasn't even hit the market yet, so it is practically priceless."

"It's so beautiful; to me, it is simply a work of art," said Mo Kangsen, visibly stunned by the car in front of him, having never seen one as beautiful before.

After Harry finished detailing the performance to Tang Mo, Mo Kangsen grew even fonder of the yet-to-be-released car.

He reached out with affection to touch the glossy paintwork but seemed afraid to make contact with something so beautiful, as if he was a stranger to such elegance.

In truth, he had seen many rare treasures, but those paled in comparison to this car that symbolized the pinnacle of industrial achievement.

To Tang Mo, industrial products were nothing special. He ran his hand over the streamlined hubcap on the wheel, "The entire body has been polished and waxed, giving off a soft glow! Its black color is a byword for elegance, its sleek lines are proof of its mastery over the wind."

"The way you describe it, it looks even more beautiful... truly stunning..." Mo Kangsen was fixated on the car and praised it, "It's more beautiful than any car I've seen before! I dare say if it goes on sale, a very large number of people would be willing to pay for it."

"Are you saying, people would really be willing to pay a price of 10,000 Gold Coins for a car?" Tang Mo asked, looking at Mo Kangsen.

"That expensive?" Mo Kangsen was surprised but then quickly nodded in agreement with Tang Mo's asking price, "Indeed... you get what you pay for... it'd be an all-around pleasure to ride in this car."

"It has a very large trunk," said Tang Mo as he introduced the car, opening the trunk to show, "I usually keep some little things in here that everyone likes."

The entire trunk was stuffed with shimmering Gold Coins. The densely packed, full-color coins arranged together were indeed somewhat astonishing at first glance.

Startled by the sight of the glinting Gold Coins, Mo Kangsen couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

He looked away from the coins to the Tang Mo beside him, "What... what are you implying here?"

"The car is yours now!" Tang Mo shut the trunk lid and patted the car twice, generously stating.

Having no particular feeling for the coins but truly loving the car, Mo Kangsen's face brightened with a smile, and he rubbed his hands together, hesitant to refuse, "Mr. Tang... this, how can I accept this..."

"There's nothing to feel embarrassed about. I know about your influence within the Empire of Nanla, your uncle is the Prime Minister, and your daughter is the Imperial Concubine of the Empire..." Tang Mo waved his hand dismissively as he revealed Mo Kangsen's identity.

As the envoy representing the Empire of Nanla in Brunas, Mo Kangsen's smile grew even brighter, aware his status justified the value, and he was extremely pleased.

However, Mo Kangsen, who was long accustomed to countless bribes, still lavished his admiration on the brand new Rolls-Royce after looking it over for a while, touching the car as he asked, "The money from Mr. Tang... I guess, isn't so easy to take, right?"

Tang Mo laughed, gesturing and saying, "It's not as difficult as you think... If the Empire of Nanla sends a gift at the coronation ceremony of Leines I, Your Majesty, the Great Tang Group can become a great friend to you."

"Hmm?" Having already discussed these matters at length with Harry, Mo Kangsen's attention was captured by the word 'friend'.

Tang Mo continued, "I presume, Mr. Mo Kangsen, that you also wish to further advance your position?"

"Tell me more, I am very interested in these matters," said Mo Kangsen as he opened the car door, touched the leather seats, and expressed contentment.