Big Capitalist

Merlin immediately stood up enthusiastically upon seeing the goblin. A brilliant smile spread across his face, and he opened his arms in a hugging gesture. He quickly walked forward and said, "Isn't this my best friend, the Goblin King of Light? Goblin, what the hell? How did you find time to come to see me?"

The Goblin opened his arms just as warmly and embraced Merlin tightly.

As the two embraced, Merlin could actually smell the faint scent of orchids emanating from the Goblin. He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: "Good fellow, a Goblin is even more tidy than him."

"Oh~ My dearest friend Merlin, long time no see." Goblint's voice was full of enthusiasm.

After letting go of Merlin, the Goblin said with a smile, "This time, I came mainly to see how our Goblin Insurance Service is doing here. Thank you very much, Merlin, for giving us this great opportunity to help us expand our business. Since participating in this cooperation, we have made a lot of money, and the entire tribe has become more civilized, and our lives have undergone earth-shaking changes."

Merlin smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't be so polite. We're collaborating for a win-win situation. Without your efforts, this insurance service wouldn't be able to run so smoothly."

Goblin laughed and nodded, "That's right, it's win-win cooperation!"

After that, he exchanged a few more words with Merlin before saying goodbye and leaving.

Merlin watched Goblint leave, thinking back to his outrageous appearance, and couldn't help but look at Shirley.

Shirley felt Merlin's gaze and blinked her big, lively eyes, as if waiting for Merlin to ask a question.

Merlin couldn't help asking, "What's up with that Goblin? Why is his look so... exaggerated?"

"Exaggerated?" Shirley didn't quite understand the meaning of the word, but she answered anyway, "This is the most popular celebrity look in the goblin world. It's all the rage. They call it Sap culture."

"Sap culture?" Merlin's mouth twitched slightly. This word was quite new to him.

Shirley nodded, her face slightly reddened, and continued, "That's right. Ever since the top goblins have been 'baptized' and lost their instinctive desires, they have focused on showing off external things. Goblins are naturally ugly, so they began to focus on dressing themselves up. The suits you launched in the Arcane City are suitable for all races. Even goblins look very elegant when wearing them, so suits have become popular in the goblin circle. And they think that the more expensive the suit, the more face and status they have."

Shirley paused, then continued, "Many goblins save money for a whole year just to buy these expensive suits and accessories. They'll even go hungry to buy designer suits. Even in the Goblin Kingdom, there's a monthly Sarp Fashion Contest. The goblin who dresses the best will be summoned by the Goblin and receive generous rewards."

Merlin's eyes widened in shock after hearing what Shirley said.

He never imagined that this group of goblins were so "self-aware". They were simply the best leeks. Before he was ready to harvest them, they fell into the trap of capitalism on their own initiative.

Shirley added, "Nowadays, the upper-class goblins in the goblin tribe pursue the most expensive food, clothing, housing and transportation. Only mercenaries who go to the Monster Mountain Range will buy cheap drinks like Mixue Shiguang. If you don't buy Elf Tea, other goblins will look down on you."

Merlin frowned and asked, "Who brought this trend? Doesn't it contradict the teachings of the Church of Light? Aren't they a group of goblins who believe in the Holy Light?"

Shirley said somewhat awkwardly, "They believe in the Holy Light, not the Church of Light. Furthermore, this trend was pioneered by King Goblint."

Merlin couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of my best friend, he actively sends me gold coins and even brings his own tribe to do the same. A good leek needs someone who will actively harvest you."

Shirley lowered her head and looked at her toes. She was very embarrassed, but in fact she had not finished speaking.

In addition to believing in the Holy Light and not the Church of Light, this group of goblins also believes in... the great goblin mentor? Shirley.

That's right, it's her.

Now Shirley's status in the goblin clan is similar to that of the Virgin Mary, and she has become the goddess of the goblin clan.

At this time, the moon goddess Selene was in Merlin's body, staring at Shirley curiously.

She really couldn't understand how this little girl could have so much pure power of faith.

The door knocked again, and the crisp sound echoed in the office.

Merlin was immersed in his thoughts on the goblin's unique culture. When he heard the sound, he immediately regained his usual composure and said loudly, "Come in."

Then, the door slowly opened, and Karl, Alex, and Delia walked in one after another.

Carl's face was filled with a warm smile, and he was the first to greet Merlin: "Hey, Merlin, long time no see!"

Merlin, upon seeing this, also smiled welcomingly and responded, "Haha, welcome all three of you. Please take a seat."

When Shirley saw the members of her team, surprise and excitement flashed in her eyes.

She hadn't been with everyone for a long time because she had been focusing on developing business in the Goblin territory.

Carl and Alex, two former partners, have now established their own mercenary group - the Gale Mercenary Group.

Back then, establishing a mercenary group was the common dream of the four of them, but things are unpredictable. Who would have thought that Shirley would later become a candidate for the Saint of the Church of Light, and also shoulder the important task of guiding an entire race (the Goblins) to believe in the Holy Light.

As for Delia, this girl who is extremely talented in potions, with the help of Merlin's investment, she has already created her own potion workshop.

With her superb skills and unique formulas, the workshop's business is booming. Now she has made a lot of money and holds an important position in the Arcane City.

Her pharmacy chain stores have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, opening up all over the six empires and the federation, providing all kinds of magical potions to countless people.

All these achievements are largely due to Merlin's original insightful investment.

Delia gracefully walked up to Merlin, bowed slightly, and said gratefully, "President Merlin, thank you so much for your trust and support. If it weren't for your investment, I can hardly imagine that I could have achieved what I have today."

Carl and Alex nodded in agreement. Alex smiled and said, "Yes, Merlin, you always see potential that others can't. Just like when you supported Delia, her potion business is now so successful. And our Wind Mercenary Group, although it can't compare to Delia's workshop, is developing smoothly thanks to the advice and resources you provided us."

Shirley looked at everyone, her eyes filled with satisfaction, and said, "I never expected that we'd all achieved such great results in our respective fields. Although it's a little different from our previous plans, this development is still great!"