World Domination Sys Chapter 511 Interlude

In his 20 years of experience in running a successful newspaper business, this was the most excited Magnus had ever been.

In his hands was a trinket that he had paid his entire life savings for.

In the Black Raven Kingdom, his office was located in a remote street in the capital which almost no one frequented. Still, because he had always kept his costs low while only publishing the most interesting news, the sales of his newspaper had allowed him to lead a fortable life while also saving quite a bit of money due to his frugal nature.

Yet, all that had gone into the trash with the advent of the Network of Angaria.

People no longer wanted to buy newspapers daily to read the local news when there was such a convenient one-time payment method to find out about everything happening throughout the Kingdom.

Besides, whoever was the one heading the Network was definitely a genius. Each and every program, be it the audio skits that were often hilarious or the story narration that many who liked hearing to bards tuned in to, was geared toward a large subset of the audience, meaning that there was always something for everyone.

In other words, he had been on the verge of bankruptcy, even though he knew that he could take money out of his own pocket to make more newspapers.

Yet, who would buy them except the limited few who still wanted to feel parchment in their hands while finding out about the news?

So, Magnus had been prepared to close down his business and look into investing everything he had saved, which was quite a hefty amount, into another business.

Yet, yesterday morning, he had received earth-shattering news from the professional spy whom he had placed in Lanthanor.

After all, the Network was placed in Lanthanor, so he had been hoping that he might obtain important news from the spy about some method with which he could rejuvenate his business.

Never could he have expected that this would pay off in ways that made him wonder whether he was dreaming.

The spy had managed to unearth a very important report, which he claimed would make Magnus one of the richest people in the entire continent. In fact, he had also claimed that he was tempted to sell it to others, but he had no option but to give it to him first because of the oath that had been sworn between them.

Yes, Magnus was also a Mage, albeit just an Amateur one who hadn't been able to progress. Unwilling to enter a dangerous life in the army, he had set up the business which he had hoped would tide him over for his whole life.

The spy was so sure about this piece of news that he had threatened that he would rather not earn anything from it if Magnus didn't agree to the rise in price. Their oath had only been that the spy would give the news to only Magnus, and not to the petitors who might also benefit.

So, Magnus had agreed, forking out his entire fortune and placing it on the table to the side before inviting the spy over.

While the spy bent over his shoulder and waited to see the expression of satisfaction on Magnus's face, the latter unfurled the parchment and went through everything that had been recorded on it.

Each and every word hit him like a blow in the stomach, making his eyes water with excitement as he couldn't believe what he was reading. He even had to wipe them hard to make sure that he wasn't dreaming.

The Network of Angaria…was going to undergo such a tremendous improvement that small businesses like his would soon bee pletely moot. It would be different if they could afford to place people in all Kingdoms to obtain intercontinental news instead of just local, but because no one was that wealthy or had that kind of power, they would definitely be phased out when this update went live.

After all, who would want to read a boring parchment about just local news when they could watch someone talk about it and even show certain images that would make them feel as if they were at the scene?

Besides, nothing even needed to be said about the entertainment factor. All he could do with his paper to entertain people was write a few jokes which few laughed to. On the other hand, this new Network would have live-action plays for them to watch! edy, action, romance, mystery- no matter what genre one liked, they would be able to watch things related to it with the press of a button!

This seemed too fantastic to be true, but Magnus trusted that if anyone could pull it off, then it would be Lanthanor, which was home to such innovative and grandly successfully schemes such as the Bank of Angaria.

And to think that he now had a method to take part in that initiative, with them being unable to even do anything about it!

Yes! This was his opportunity!

But…if he was bankrupt, how would he bankroll the plan to capitalize on this opportunity?

"I told you it would be worth the money, right? I'm amazed that I even obtained it. It was sheer luck, but also hard work. You know that Lanthanor is out of Mages, right? So this thing was being transported by an overworked Fighter who knelt over and fainted near me while holding the scroll. I saw that it looked important, so I made a copy of it before placing it back where I found it! No one will know! Heh, I bet you're glad that you employed me-….kkkggghhghh!"

The last word ing from the spy's mouth had been cut off due to the fact that his head had just been separated from his body.

He was just an Amateur Fighter adept at concealing himself, so he had no way to detect the invisible wind blade that Magnus had conjured with great difficulty behind the spy's neck.

Even while his head rolled on the floor in his own blood, the last thing that appeared was a dumbfounded expression, as if the spy couldn't believe that someone who looked as innocent as Magnus, who was just a bald, thin, hunched over old man with a beard, could be capable of such a feat.

Yet, the last moment before he closed his eyes forever, he saw a man step out of the space behind this treacherous old guy who had a smile on his face on seeing the lifeless body of the man who had almost taken away his entire fortune.

Magnus felt the presence of someone behind him, too, but when he turned around, there was no one there.

Shrugging, he got back to the parchment.

Bringing up some estimates, Magnus realized that the amount of money he had wouldn't be enough to enlist an Enchanter to make what he wanted. So, it looked like he would have to take a loan.

Initially, he was going to just take some money from the local moneylender, but an idea appeared in his mind out of nowhere.

It was almost as if someone had whispered it into his ear, but as it appeared in his own mind, he didn't doubt that it was his own.

What he was going to do would make Lanthanor very, very unhappy. He was looking forward to that, as they were the reason behind his decline in business.

Yet, he wanted to make that revenge feel even better.

What if…the money to bankroll this plan of his came from them, too?

Sure, they would earn interest on it, but wouldn't the fact that they had given the money in the first place make their faces burn?

Yes, it would feel so good to see that!

"Bank of Angaria, here I e!