Over the next few days, Viscount Roster’s rebuttals beca increasingly sharp.
He basically always revolved around several points.
One: Who’s going to buy all that steel?
Two: Is steel really that valuable? How many people actually doing business can afford such expensive steel?
Three: Everyone says they’ll use steel for all kinds of projects—where are the projects? Where are the results?
If soone else questioned these points, actually nobody would care.
But Viscount Roster was different.
Everyone knew Viscount Roster was the biggest steel consur.
Tons of magic-powered machinery, tons of infrastructure—all requiring real investnt.
He was also the person who could use this steel to create the highest value.
But even soone like him was questioning steel prices and steel sales, so inevitably people would have so doubts.
However, the destructive power of these words ultimately wasn’t that great.
Because other people also had many ways to refute.
Actuary Johnny’s rebuttal points were also simple. Viscount Roster was just one person—he couldn’t be everywhere, so naturally didn’t know about other places’ situations.
Also, although Viscount Roster had many projects and needed to use large amounts of steel, everyone thought he used more steel than anyone else.
But that was just one-on-one comparison.
What about many-on-one?
How many nobles were there in this world?
Right now, the traditional land investnt thod had failed. Nobody would hoard land anymore.
So for these traditional nobles, how could they achieve wealth growth?
Without a doubt, through various changes.
Stock investnt, bond investnt, futures investnt—these new investnt thods were naturally fine, but everyone knew these carried risks.
So would nobles accustod to almost risk-free investing really be willing to put their money into these relatively risky projects?
That was impossible.
Nobles preferred sure profits.
How could they guarantee profit?!
Obviously—invest in factories.
They could plant cotton on their land, then establish cotton textile factories. The cotton cloth they produced could be sold for more profit.
They could dig mines on their territory and slt the ore—still guaranteed profit.
Besides that, there were many, many different kinds of investnts. Suppose a noble was in a big city now, lots of factories had appeared around them, residents naturally increased too—wouldn’t they build new-style houses?
Those new houses needed way more steel.
Forget everything else—didn’t the new-style houses near the City of Gold consu tons of steel?
Honestly, just think about it carefully. Establishing your own factory—wouldn’t you need to buy all kinds of machinery and equipnt from Viscount Roster?
If there really was only this much, how could Viscount Roster not know?
As for those new-style houses, besides the sphere of influence of the Church of Technology, weren’t they only built near the City of Gold?
Actually, steel really wasn’t being used on a large scale.
But they only wanted to believe what they wanted to believe.
No matter how well the other side argued, they wouldn’t believe it.
In this situation, what Viscount Roster said would only beco rhetoric protecting his own interests.
Especially when so nobles, after seeing Actuary Johnny defend himself, released tons of fake construction site photos to help him, the bow was drawn even tighter.
Everyone thought Viscount Roster was gradually losing his composure in the argunt. But who could imagine that Viscount Roster just casually said a few things and had News Bird gan write the press releases.
He didn’t even spend more than 10 minutes a day on this.
Everything was within his expectations.
When those nobles put their entire fortunes on steel futures, everything was already decided.
They had to defend all of it.
As for those people swept along who also started buying steel futures, if their brains were still sowhat normal, they’d probably already cashed out when Viscount Roster first published his article.
Those who hadn’t cashed out, if they were clear-headed, were definitely looking for opportunities to get out.
The remaining people had long since been blinded by profit.
They had no intention of thinking about right or wrong.
They’d just mindlessly support their own ideas, support Actuary Johnny, frantically brainwash themselves and those around them, until everyone around them was the sa.
They’d probably get even crazier.
And today.
The online battle continued.
But Viscount Roster ca to a livestock farm.
This was one of the ten major livestock farms where Southern Developnt Corporation cooperated with agricultural production, and also the one closest to Viscount Roster’s residence.
After a long wait, the first batch of Long White Pigs—transford and cultivated by the Goddess of Agriculture, growing 2-4 extra ribs—had reached standard market ti.
Many people gathered here today. There was Viscount Roster, the Southern Agriculture Archbishop, reporters from World Economic News Agency, and so other famous figures.
Honestly, quite a few of these people had also bet on steel futures. There was "hatred" between them and Viscount Roster.
Viscount Roster’s words were like needles, daily stabbing at their very livelihoods.
But face to face, naturally they couldn’t bring this up. Each one acted like nothing was wrong.
So things were suitable for public discussion, others very much weren’t.
Looking around and confirming that all the guests he’d invited had arrived, Viscount Roster said with a smile:
"I believe everyone has learned from my invitation the purpose of inviting you here today."
"The important at source the Goddess of Agriculture has granted us mortals, the God-given Long White Pigs, will be marketed for the first ti today."
"Calculated from when the piglets ca into this world, a full 160 days have passed. During these 160 days, we strictly followed the breeding thods the Goddess of Agriculture taught."
"Today will be when we witness how much these Long White Pigs can weigh under standard breeding ti, how much at they can produce, and whether they’re suitable for large-scale popularization!"
Currently, the common pig in this world was a black-haired pig. This kind of pig usually needed about 300 to 360 days of breeding before market.
Just this point alone—as long as the Long White Pig’s weight and at yield weren’t too bad, it would definitely beco an excellent at source.
After all, in the sa ti, you could raise two batches, and if you operated well, there’d even be so extra ti.
Even if it was half the size, couldn’t the at it provided still break even?
Just the ti factor already shocked many people present!
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