Global Lords: My Heroes Grow Infinitely

"I don't care, squirrels are mice too, artificial sweeteners are sugar too, anything with sugar in its name is my territory!"

The Demon Race collecting the protection fee said arrogantly.

And they snatched a pound of artificial sweetener from Rosen's side, no, accurately speaking, four pounds since there were four people with Rosen.

Whether it's a pound per person or one pound each, a total of four pounds protection fee must be handed over.

"What should we do? We haven't even started operating and we've already lost four pounds of artificial sweetener. The cost of these four pounds of materials, plus the milling cost, consumed five hundred calories for me, equivalent to several big bags of peanuts, just thinking about it makes me hungry." Meng Die said feeling quite unfortunate.

Rosen said, "We definitely can't lose out, so this time we must not suffer a loss. Instead, we can use it as an opportunity to market the artificial sweetener. If even those collecting protection fees praise the artificial sweetener, then surely more of the Demon Race will come to purchase it next time."

Rosen's guess seemed to be successful.

Very quickly, those collecting protection fees rushed over, elatedly saying, "What did you just say this sugar was called?"

"Artificial sweetener."

"What sugar, say it more clearly?"

"Artificial sweetener!"

"Artificial sweetener? What a great name, I never thought in my lifetime I could taste such good sugar. It melts in your mouth, has a memorable sweetness, and doesn't have the cloying aftertaste of other sugars. It's incredible, I want to buy ten pounds!"

The Demon Race collecting protection fees was extremely sincere, showing none of the previous arrogance, indicating that artificial sweetener is very tempting for the Demon Race.

"If you like it, please help spread the word, thanks."

Rosen added just one sentence and achieved great effect.

Because the product is good, naturally its reputation will be good too, spreading from mouth to mouth.

Before long, Rosen sold out an entire cart of artificial sweetener.

At the same time, Rosen earned ten thousand Demon Race Coins.

"Very good, selling out on the first day and earning ten thousand Demon Race Coins, it's a good start. I think soon we'll be able to disrupt the Demon's economic operations." Rosen said with longing, "Once we earn all the Demon Race's money, stockpile it without spending it, letting this money become worthless paper. When the Demon Race has no money, each one becomes poor, unable to buy houses or cars, can't get married, can't afford to have and raise children, the entire system of the Demon Race collapses!"

"Huh?!" Miao Renfeng heard this and said, "Isn't this the trick rich people like to play, keeping money without spending it, leaving common folk with no money, people suffer, economy regresses?"

"You could understand it that way, and based on my understanding of the intelligence of the Demon Race, they don't have banking institutions. Their place to keep money is called a money depot, which doesn't have controlling capacity. They only know how to print fixed amounts of Demon Race Coins based on population, allocating a fixed amount equally to each person."

"So if we collect the Demon Race money they print and don't release it, the whole Demon Race will become impoverished, isn't it easily done?"

Rosen's words finished, Meng Die denied, "But what if the Demon Race's upper echelons find out and change their policy to print more Demon Race Coins?"

"That's easy to handle, by then we just keep collecting Demon Race Coins and let the Demon Race's top leaders print like crazy. Once we have collected enough, we release the Demon Race Coins all at once, causing market inflation among the Demon Race. By then, everyone won't be able to afford anything, production will also stall, entering a stagflation state, the economy still collapses. In short, the Demon Race top leaders' money depot lacks controlling ability, once there's imbalance, it's bound to collapse."

"How exactly will we release the collected Demon Race Coins all at once?"

"That's easy, we can do an anniversary feedback, rewarding old users for their support by gifting the stored Demon Race Coins. This way, it can also suppress the currency status of Demon Race Coins, further weakening the credibility of Demon Race Coins and accelerating the collapse of the Demon Race economy."

"Isn't this the dirty tactics of some online games!"

Barefoot Immortal couldn't sit still, shouting, "I strongly oppose this, or we quit the game!"

"Please return to reality, Barefoot Immortal, we are discussing how to fight against the Demon Race!"