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Chapter 901 - 901 93 Big Deal_2

901: Chapter 93, Big Deal_2 901: Chapter 93, Big Deal_2 Once the Kingdom and the grassland nations concluded their negotiations, immigration activities were brought to light, and then it was time for all the forces in the Kingdom to split the cake.

Even Major Nobles, who did not lack for population, would come in to share a piece of the cake.

After all, war is filled with uncertainties, and what if they caught a piece of enclave after the war?

If it really wasn’t needed, it could still be sold off; there definitely wouldn’t be a loss.

Hudson had calculated that out of those millions of people on the grasslands, it would be a blessing from the Lord of the Dawn if half could escape; if luck was poor, perhaps not even a third would survive.

This was still under the assumption that all countries cooperated.

Otherwise, even fewer people would manage to escape.

With so many nobles sharing the spoils together domestically, he estimated that only about a few hundred thousand would fall into his hands.

With some effort, perhaps around two hundred thousand at most.

Such a small population, how could that satisfy Hudson’s appetite?

If official channels were not viable, then the only option was to engage in covert operations.

This was an advantage for coastal Nobles; inland aristocrats, even if they had connections, couldn’t utilize them.

Similar scenarios were also unfolding in the North Border Region.

Some sparsely populated border Nobles also started to wield their hoes.

It’s just that their methods weren’t as wild as Hudson’s, who directly shipped people in by boatloads.

In fact, Hudson had already restrained himself a lot.

The chartered fleet was an inconspicuous presence; if the fleets of other coastal Nobles were also chartered, the yield would certainly be much larger.

However, with greater profits came greater disputes.

Theoretically, since negotiations had not yet concluded and the refugees from the grassland nations were still ownerless, whoever seized them would own them.

But the entire Kingdom already regarded these people as goods in their sacks; being too greedy could easily incite public outrage.

Even if no one had the time to react now, they would surely remember, and sooner or later, a price would have to be paid.

Hudson hesitated for a moment but soon had an idea.

If the cake wasn’t big enough to share, then the solution was to make it bigger.

The war affected such a wide area; how could there be a lack of refugees?

Not to mention distant places, just the refugees from the Warhammer Kingdom flooding into Moxi Duchy were likely as many as several millions.

If the war continued to escalate, refugees from a series of countries like Canterloo Duchy, Ustad Duchy, Fick Duchy, and Orton Duchy might all flow into Moxi Duchy.

To keep these people, one needed to at least solve their food problems.

Moxi Duchy, with the war knocking at its door, clearly had no capacity to accept so many people.

It just so happened that the next military operation was to support Moxi Duchy; there would be no lack of buyers.

All being labor forces, no matter from which side they came, Hudson wasn’t picky.

Getting people from Moxi Duchy, other than the long distances and higher immigration costs, had no other drawbacks.

It was just money, after all!

When war started, gold flowed by the thousands.

During the last war, selling arms had netted Hudson a handsome profit; this time the war was fiercer, and Magic Potions were circulated even before the battle began.

It had to be acknowledged that extraordinary profits still depended on Extraordinary Powers.

There was no deliberate overcharging, just pricing based on current market conditions.

To mature a Low-level Magical Beast cub, one needed to purchase Magic Potions costing between 800 Gold Coins and 3000 Gold Coins.

It mainly depended on the Magical Beast’s condition; the energy needed for growth by a First Order Magical Beast and a Third Order Magical Beast was different, so naturally, the costs varied.

For smaller nobility, such expenses were definitely exorbitant, and they would rather wait ten to twenty years for the Magical Beast to mature naturally.

But for Major Nobles, such minor expenses were hardly worth mentioning.

Compared to the cost of Potions, they were more concerned about not having enough Magical Beast Juveniles in their possession.

Due to earlier cultivation reasons, the actual spending on Magic Potions now was slightly less.

A Clan might have a total of only about a hundred and eighty Magical Beast Juveniles, and the total spending didn’t exceed a few hundred thousand Gold Coins.

Even the poorest Major Noble could afford this amount.

Smaller nobility weren’t as wealthy, but they also had fewer Magical Beast Juveniles; some clans had only one, and gritting their teeth, they moved past it.

One clan alone didn’t count for much, but when all the nobility in the Kingdom added up, it amounted to an astronomical order.

Besides, the Kingdom Army was also a major customer.

There were over eight hundred Sub-dragon Beasts alone and several juvenile Gryphons.

Preliminary estimates showed that the final order would not be less than five million Gold Coins, and if business extended to the entire Northern Continent, doubling was just a matter of time.

As for controlling Potion costs, this was Master Hudson’s forte.

The Potions were meant to mislead others and naturally wouldn’t be too expensive; the biggest cost was still energy.

However, his family had shares in the Magic Crystal Mine, and the industrial chain had formed a closed loop, so ninety-three percent gross profit was definitely achievable.

These were all normal operations; the Magic Potion industry was inherently a highly profitable industry, and all the excessive profits were to pay for research and development.

In the era of handcrafted production, affordable Potions did not exist.

Even the cheapest Potions had at least a fifty percent gross margin.

This was still the unified wholesale price; if it went through several intermediaries, the final retail price would be even higher.

“Marshal, Duke Newfoundland, Duke Aefero, and Marquis Delgado are here,” the guard reported.

Upon hearing the guard’s words, Hudson knew business had come to his doorstep.

Chancellor, Minister of Defense, and Minister of Finance, the three giants of the Kingdom, were all here for negotiations, aside from discussing the price, they certainly weren’t here to admire the moon.