Big Capitalist

Merlin looked up at the three magic airships parked in the sky. Whenever he looked at them, he was shocked. These airships were the products of magic alchemy "technology" from another world. Each one was like a giant creature. The streamlined hull shone with metallic luster in the sun. The surface was covered with complex magic arrays, emitting a faint blue light. The bottom of each airship was equipped with a huge propeller, which was running slowly, as if preparing for the upcoming action.

At this time, more than a dozen teachers came to Merlin's side with flattering smiles on their faces. One of the earth magicians from the secret academy excitedly shook Merlin's hand, his tone full of expectation: "President Merlin, I'm going to trouble you to cooperate this time."

Merlin smiled and replied, "Of course." He knew that these teachers came to the construction site in the lower city specifically to conduct an audit, and the content of the audit was exactly the new major he proposed to establish in the Arcane Academy - civil engineering.

The purpose of establishing this major is to teach students how to correctly use earth magic to build houses. At the same time, a design major will also be opened to teach related content such as house and building layout, fire safety, water conservancy engineering, and even "advanced" techniques such as puttying and plastering.

Garant walked up and asked Merlin: "Boss, where do you plan to transform it?"

Electrolux pointed to a row of buildings across from the central square and said calmly, "This row of buildings has been bought by the Merlin Chamber of Commerce. You will start construction here next."

The row of buildings looked dilapidated, with mottled walls and broken windows, exuding a slum atmosphere, as if telling the hardships and helplessness of the residents here.

Garant took out the design drawings that had been prepared long ago, checked them carefully, patted his chest, and said confidently: "Leave it to us!" He then directed the students behind him to start work quickly.

The students put on their helmets in unison, took out the building materials from their space rings, and began to pile them up in the square. As the order was given, various magics began to be cast. Earth magic flew in the hands of the students, and the old building materials turned into dust in the air and were quickly cleaned up. The wood, bricks and stones were rearranged in an instant, as if performing a gorgeous dance. The wind magic quickly sent the cleaned up garbage far away, and the ground became clean and tidy in an instant.

Teachers watched and recorded everything, evaluating the feasibility of setting up this subject separately. They were focused and rigorous, thinking about the future curriculum and teaching plan in their hearts.

Residents of the lower town watched curiously, looking out, confused as to what exactly was going on.

Merlin watched this scene with a lot of emotion in his heart. Freshmen were easy to deceive. As long as he said they could get credits by helping out at the construction site, they would rush over. He didn't even need to call them in person, and he didn't even have to pay them. They even bought their own lunch and dinner.

Look at these freshmen, those orcs who are as strong as bulls, easily carrying heavy construction materials, and look at those members of the sea tribe, casting water magic at any time, which is really convenient. And the dwarves are born to be builders, with strong hands-on ability, almost like civil engineering saints.

Merlin was secretly pleased, thinking that with the joint efforts of these students and after a month of hard work, the commercial street in the central square of the downtown area would be completely transformed.

Night fell in the lower city of the Arcane City, and darkness enveloped this forgotten corner. In stark contrast to the prosperity of the middle and upper cities, this place was a shabby and lifeless place. In the dark alleys, the figures of several beggars and homeless people could be vaguely seen. They huddled in the corner, shivering, as if they dared not even dream.

The doors and windows of every household were closed, as if to resist the intrusion of the outside world. Only the faint light of the dilapidated taverns could be seen, and noisy sounds, vulgar laughter and quarrels were intertwined, harsh and ruthless.

At the entrance of the tavern, you can see several girls with cat ears and rabbit ears wearing revealing clothes. They are heavily made up, with a hint of helplessness and expectation in their eyes, as if they are ready to receive customers at any time, but their smiles cannot hide the hardships of life. This scene is in sharp contrast to the prosperity of the Midtown and Upper Town. The latter's bright lights and feasting are intertwined with the former's darkness and desolation, as if telling the two sides of this city.

Late at night, the darker the alley, the less people dare to approach, but Bolt is different. He walked through the alley full of garbage and sewage, frowning slightly. This is not a real slum, but it is labeled as such because of the gathering of orcs. Although the environment is depressed and dilapidated, and there are degenerate people everywhere, Bolt was once a member of this place.

Unlike most orcs, he has a mother who loves him and teaches him the qualities of gold. Although his father is a member of a gang, he never bullies the weak. The so-called gang is actually just a mutual aid association formed by a group of orcs who can't survive.

But it was not known when this mutual aid association began to change. Bolt vaguely remembered that before his death, his father hoped that he could lead the orcs to fight for a dignified future, which was also the goal his father pursued throughout his life.

However, Bolt knew that he did not have that ability. Even though he became the gang leader and had a great reputation, he still failed to fulfill his father's wish. Instead, for the survival of the gang members, he acquiesced to the so-called "half-orc way of survival" and became a "thug" for the rich for money.

This is not what Bolt wants. He does not want to see the group of orcs reduced to thieves and thugs. In this environment with numerous gangs and lack of discipline and leadership, family affection has become the only bond and the only teacher to teach survival skills.

However, in such an environment, the children of thieves are destined to become thieves, the children of thugs will eventually embark on the path of fighting and killing, the children of prostitutes will only become prostitutes, and the fate of orcs often ends in tragedy.

Bolt realized that his gang had taken the wrong path, so he resolutely resigned from his position as leader and left the "home" he had built with his own hands, determined to open up a new path for the orcs, a path full of dignity. He wanted to save his race and no longer let them sink into darkness and despair.

He looked at the only tavern with lights on at the end of the alley, and a determined look appeared on his face. No matter how difficult the road ahead was, he would move forward bravely, for himself and for those forgotten compatriots. An unyielding flame ignited in his heart, illuminating the journey he was about to embark on.