Wow—has Lord Roster, after working craftsn, miners, and farrs to death, finally set his sights on intelligence peddlers?!
That was Swindler gan’s first thought.
Dispatching large numbers of personnel, following rchant caravans, entering various places, collecting fresh happenings, publishing them for free... Who knew how many intelligence peddlers would lose their jobs because of this.
But thinking about the important significance written on the parchnt, she realized—how could Viscount Roster be such a shortsighted person?
Intelligence peddlers were at most suffering collateral damage.
Though... maybe actually one of these people’s tasks was also intelligence gathering. They’d just directly share most of the ’useless’ intelligence, while valuable intelligence would be delivered to Viscount Roster.
Swindler gan, having crawled through the bottom of society for so many years, even having experience swindling mid-level nobles, was indeed talented with a very active mind. She instantly thought of many, many things.
"The Golden rchant Guild on the elven side has already started operating. This network will gradually infiltrate the entire continent, but that takes ti. For now, your activity range is still within our Kingdom of Dawn."
Viscount Roster had no idea that in just the few seconds he was finalizing detailed plans, Swindler gan had already imagined so much. "Initially you don’t need to investigate any secret information, and you don’t need to involve the fundantals of various territories. Safety first—just report the publicly known ’fresh happenings’ from various places."
Swindler gan was slightly stunned. "That’s just the most superficial intelligence?"
"Can you do it?" Viscount Roster nodded slightly and continued asking.
"Of course, this was always our bread and butter." Swindler gan nodded slightly. "Identity disguise, infiltrating various territories, gathering so superficial intelligence to sell at taverns—this is what us underworld people do every day. Theft and fraud are just side jobs."
Viscount Roster’s eyebrow raised slightly. "That’s naturally perfect. I’ll assign you so scholars to process these ’fresh happenings.’ Only the processed versions can be published. Also, it seems you don’t have enough people. In a short ti, I want them distributed throughout the entire country. After the Golden rchant Guild spreads across the entire continent, they’ll need to follow them and expand across the entire continent. I rember you once said you could easily find more ’helpers’ in various places?"
"Of course, everyone living in the underworld has a set of contact channels and thods..." Swindler gan was quite confident in this area.
"Good. From now on you’ll work with the identity of president of the ’World Economic News Agency.’ You’re the president—how to arrange positions for those below you is up to you. Recruit more people, spread it quickly. The detailed plan is all on the parchnt I just gave you."
"Leave it to ?! I’ll be president?!" Swindler gan was shocked.
She’d already browsed through all the related information on the parchnt and knew just how complex this ’World Economic News Agency’ system was. Journalists, editors, comntators, managent, operations... plus their old profession of public relations for guiding public opinion. Never mind covering the entire continent or whole country—even just covering Roster territory alone would need quite a few people. She’d thought she’d just be responsible for the journalist part, or maybe just recruitnt or sothing. She never imagined he planned to put the entire ’World Economic News Agency’ in her hands.
This was a teoric rise!
"I have high hopes for you." Viscount Roster smiled slightly. "Confident? Don’t worry about funding—early on, you can have as much as you need. Later, once you’ve gained certain authority, there’ll naturally be plenty of ways to make money."
Swindler gan’s mind spun rapidly. In a trance, she seed to see the ’World Economic News Agency’ she controlled already covering the entire continent. Every day, events from various places would be transmitted to her through the Magic Net, then other subordinates would classify and organize them—part published, another part held in her hands. Besides Viscount Roster, she’d beco the person who knew the most secrets in this world. Any random word she said would affect countless nobles’ fates... Those once high and mighty nobles and supernatural beings would all have monts when they needed her help. A heroic feeling arose spontaneously.
"Don’t worry! Leave this matter to , I’ll definitely make it happen!" Swindler gan took a deep breath. "From today forward, I’ll make sure no one can call Swindler gan anymore. I’m going to beco News King gan!"
Viscount Roster nodded slightly, very satisfied.
He actually had doubts about whether Swindler gan could help him manage the ’World Economic News Agency.’ After all, she was just a swindler from the underworld with no managent experience whatsoever. Her ability in this area had only developed from recently managing the public opinion squad—she was more like a ’technical’ talent.
But right now, there wasn’t anyone more suitable than her in the entire territory, and no one understood the underworld better than her. To quickly spread the journalist network across the entire country, even the whole world, definitely required soone from the underworld to be in charge.
You couldn’t possibly recruit a noble or scholar to handle this, then have them go to various taverns looking for news, right?
Besides, this Swindler gan had been running cons in the capital for years. She was familiar with all walks of life, all kinds of people. She’d been involved with matters that so nobles didn’t want in the open, let alone underworld information, rcenaries, etc. Plus, she’d had contact with people from all over the country. Also, from what he understood, the public opinion squad mbers’ loyalty and dependence on her were pretty good. She had so leadership ability and personal charisma...
Considering everything, having her serve as president of the World Economic News Agency was the most suitable choice at the mont. What she lacked was just not knowing how to write news, but that article [Shocking Exposure! Temple of War Nightti Horror: Priest Turns Into Pool of Flesh, Pastor Insanely Attacks Bishop!] had already set the template. Next, just assign so scholars to study it, then send them over, and that shortcoming would be filled.
One day later.
In a very ordinary-looking three-story building in Roster territory’s core small city, large numbers of people had gathered. Every one of them wore well-tailored clothes, cleaned up nicely. Anyone who looked would have to admit they were all freen doing pretty well, with so capital. Though still so distance from minor nobility, they were doing quite well.
Each of them sat there properly, seemingly waiting for sothing...
Who could have imagined that just a few dozen days ago, they were still a group who always slled strongly unpleasant, always wearing old inferior clothes, drinking the cheapest ale, people avoided like ’rats and vermin’ living in the gutters.
They had clearly been reborn!
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