Chapter 1034: Chapter 905: Up to the Rooftop!

Six months later.

Spring of Year 202 in the Sea Origin Calendar, Marigold Mansion on Central Avenue, Camside City, capital of the Golden Palm Federation.

This globally renowned building is also indisputably the tallest skyscraper in the entire human world today.

Standing at 381 meters with a total of 102 floors, it was constructed by 3,400 workers over 410 days. There are 72 elevators on site, powered by an electricity system utilizing "Magnetic Ore".

The world’s tallest skyscraper, Marigold Mansion, is but a small microcosm of the comprehensive competition between the "International Democratic Alliance" and the "Monarch’s Shield" today.

It’s worth mentioning that a considerable portion of the electricians installing the electrical system were actually "wild" Power Engineers—undoubtedly a testament to Aiven’s triumph as a Master in electrical studies and the Mysterious Source.

Of course.

Without a doubt, the ownership of this mansion belongs to the true master of this nation—the "Eye of Wealth"!

Occupying floors 95 to 100 of the Marigold Mansion, experiencing what it means to be "above the rest", is a luxury hotel named "Astoria".

At this moment, in the resplendent hotel lobby.

Amidst a riot of lights and colors, gentlemen in fashionable attire and graceful ladies dance elegantly to the melodies of the waltz.

But the center of this party is undoubtedly a middle-aged gentleman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and his beautiful dance partner.

The lady, adorned in an enchanting burgundy evening gown, bares an expanse of fair and smooth back, leaning sensuously in the gentleman’s arms, seemingly wanting to meld into his body.

Just as the gentleman is reveling in the beauty, holding the measured waist of his partner.

Whoosh!

A dark figure suddenly plummeted past the large window beside the couple.

It’s important to note that this is near the top, close to a height of 400 meters!

The noblewoman, witnessing this scene up close, turned pale with shock and almost screamed in terror. Yet, the gentleman holding her appeared indifferent.

He softly comforted his companion, brushed his hand over her smooth waist, and handed her an exquisite gold card—a pass to the only supreme suite in the Astoria Hotel.

Whispering in her ear:

"Darling, get freshened up. I’ll come to find you later."

"That tickles, hee hee..."

The lady accepted the gold card and immediately forgot the horrific scene of the fall, casting him a flirtatious glance before lifting her skirt and leaving.

Ding!

The gentleman with gold-rimmed glasses casually walked to the window, took a glass of "Sauvignon Blanc" from a server’s tray, and clinked it lightly with another beautiful lady also gazing at the scenery.

The lady, with mysterious purple eyeshadow, age indistinguishable, teasingly commented:

"Mr. Argor seems quite pleased."

The man, called Argor, shrugged and gave a nonchalant smile:

"You know, I’ve always been a man with a fondness for beauty. But you, Lady Ye He’er, are you alone today?"

From Sea Origin Calendar year 192 to the present, a full decade has passed.

Argor, who orchestrated the "Eye of Wealth’s" tulip bulb hoarding led by the Netherlands Bank Group, has become a charming middle-aged man (Chapter 830).

He is a highly capable Tier 3 Politician, currently serving as the Governor of the Golden Palm Federal Central Bank. Under his leadership, the "Eye of Wealth" recently accomplished a major feat.

Which directly resulted in the recent plunge incident.

Yet unaffected, Argor stood beside "Lady Crow", also gazing at the breathtaking sunset outside the panoramic window, commented:

"Do you see? The view here is so magnificent, like the whole world is beneath our feet."

Ye He’er softly replied:

"It seems the citizens of this city and even this country do not quite share your view."

Coincidentally, as they were gazing out the window, another figure let out a tormented scream and jumped from the rooftop of the opposite government building.

In fact, lately, the most "wonderful" sight within the Golden Palm Federation and much of the "International Democratic Alliance" has been the "companion jumps from the roof".

This vivid scene is quite rare elsewhere, causing visiting foreigners to exclaim: "Such simplistic customs".

Sipping his drink, Argor warmly expressed his view:

"No, no, no, madam, quite the contrary. We have brought freedom to the people of this country!

You see, in this great tide, those who failed in speculation have absolute freedom to choose whether to jump from Marigold Mansion or the Federation Building, don’t they?

No one would stop their actions."

Translating his words, it can be understood as: although they jumped, they were free, weren’t they?

At this moment.

After ten years of development, multinational companies like the Netherlands Bank Group have long extended their tentacles into every aspect of the Golden Palm, much like a giant octopus.

Just like in the Lowlands, they have become a true national department.

The private banks led by the Netherlands Bank Group belong to the Ministry of Finance and the National Central Bank; "Caterpillar Industrial Company" is similar to the Bureau of Industry; "Maxson Pharmaceutical Company" is similar to the Pharmaceutical Administration; Thunder God Military Industry itself is the Ministry of National Defense...

Both Congress and the federal government have become their spokespersons and executive bodies of interests.

In fact, their decrees have a uniformity and enforceability that supersedes governmental authority!

This is not only the case in the "Lowland Republic" and the "Golden Palm Federation," but also in the Atlant Republic, Taiz Republic, Hodeida Republic... and other countries of the [International Democratic Alliance].

These multinational enterprises can traverse the markets of any country within the alliance at will, as if unimpeded.

They even become the most honored guests and targets for investment attraction by various governments, and through capital strong enough to rival nations, they quickly eliminate local competitors and profit in the long term, aptly called "siege and plunder."

Once they hold a dominant position, the big bankers and capitalists have only one thought—making money! Making lots of money!

The severe bubble that appeared in previous economic development was an inevitable result of their constant relaxation of the money supply.

The whole process can be vividly described as bankers breeding fish in a pond; when they add water to the pond, it’s like loosening the "money supply," injecting a large amount of currency into the economy.

Unlike when precious metal currency was used in the past, where physical gold and silver had to be taken out, now the added water is just paper, at most with the national debt as a guarantee.

After receiving a large injection of money, people in all walks of life, tempted by money, start working tirelessly, striving to create wealth.

This process is like the fish in the pond eagerly absorbing various nutrients, growing fatter and fatter.

When the bankers see that the time is ripe for harvest, they suddenly tighten the "money supply," start pumping water from the pond, and at this time, most of the fish in the pond can only despairingly wait for their fate of being caught.

This is a "financial crisis" under human control!

Once a country has established a private central banking system like "Lowlands" or "Golden Palm," the bank oligarchs can more adeptly control the release and tightening of the money supply, and their harvest becomes more precise.

The development and decline of the economy, the accumulation and evaporation of wealth, all become the inevitable result of bankers’ "scientific breeding."

Yes, going to protest has also become a regular event in democratic countries that inevitably occurs every few years, generally on a cycle of seven to ten years.

However.

Transnational super enterprises are a more efficient and expansive organizational form than traditional national institutional organizations.

This is why the Golden Palm Federation, even during a crisis period, did not see its strength significantly reduced; society remained basically stable, and it continued to firmly hold the central power of the [International Democratic Alliance].

Meanwhile, the unlucky government stands at the forefront, attracting the public’s firepower, diverting societal contradictions, and handling public affairs, aptly called "the front pawn."

No big deal, just bow, apologize, and start over with an election.

The new government would not be any different from the old.

This kind of "double act" and "one bright one dark" ruling model successfully resolves people’s dissatisfaction with the puppet government and maintains the high stability of capital’s control over power.

Moreover, the best part is that because most of the private capital doesn’t flow out but is absorbed by capitalists with efficiency far beyond looting.

The "God of Capital and Wealth," which everyone essentially knows what it is, not only did not weaken because of this but gained tremendous power through this way.

It also successfully filled the damages from the "Tulip Bubble" ten years ago and even improved further.

After talking about his proud work, Argo turned his topic and looked at Ye He’er’s beautiful profile:

"By the way, ma’am, have you been in charge of the maritime friction between the Federation and Hilus these past few months?

Don’t worry, although Hilus bought the second-hand main battleships from the Galliot Duchy.

But besides the Fast Cruisers ’Falcon’ and ’Little Hound’ already sent to the ’Broken Star Sea,’ we are secretly constructing our own All-Heavy Cannon Battleship.

Also, Mr. Morton from Thunder God Military Industry and I have reached a consensus that the Federation will continue to increase military investment over the next ten years and will not allow our Navy soldiers to suffer in confrontations."

Argo spoke lightly about military secrets, not at all affected by the ongoing spectacles outside.

Even Lady Ye He’er, who possesses the "Power of Death," couldn’t help but feel that this guy might be more suitable as a Death God than herself.

"Then thank you for your support, Mr. Argo."

After thanking him, she clinked glasses with him again.

But in her heart, she thought to herself: ’It’s just that I don’t know if under this strong resentment, you can survive tonight.’