Chapter 104: Everyone Coming to Deposit Money?
Chapter 104: Everyone Coming to Deposit Money?
As expected, the Internet God’s newly updated Interconnected Bank feature once again set the internet ablaze with discussion!
It also drew the attention of countless citizens of Keville.
However, compared to the enthusiastic responses to previous updates, the launch of the Interconnected Bank was all thunder and no rain.
Online, praises for the Internet God flooded like tidal waves, but in reality, few people actually deposited their money.
Clearly, being one step ahead of the times is innovation—being two steps ahead is madness!
No one dared to call the Internet God a madman, but their actions spoke louder than words.
Deposit gold in some bank?
Are you insane?!
That’s gleaming, precious gold!
Even kings must doff their hats in its presence!
Who would dare entrust the world’s most valuable treasure to someone else?
No one!
Even if it’s just for safekeeping;
Even if the other party is a mighty god!
Interestingly, though few people deposited money, the bank branches somehow became viral hotspots in every major city.
Every day, crowds gathered to gawk.
Why?
Because the bank clerks were all noble ladies from Willis!
Country bumpkins had never seen such exquisitely dressed, enchanting beauties whose every smile could steal a man’s soul.
Most were so stunned they could barely walk.
Some nearly popped their eyeballs out staring!
A few bold mercenaries, eager to admire the ladies up close, even impulsively deposited money in the heat of the moment.
But once they cooled down afterward, they slapped their own faces in frustration.
As of now, the Interconnected Bank’s primary customers were almost exclusively young nobles from various cities.
Their motives? Obvious.
Even if they couldn’t win the ladies’ favor, befriending their powerful families was worth the effort!
Before long, bank branches in every city had effectively turned into red-light districts.
To earn a beauty’s smile, spoiled nobles splurged without hesitation.
Bidding wars even broke out, sparking such absurd online scandals that it became an internet sensation!
Yu Sheng’an found it utterly ridiculous too!
He never expected that the noble ladies he had initially dismissed would become the key factor in attracting his first wave of deposits.
The irony burned his cheeks with shame.
A miscalculation, indeed!
Ultimately, the concept of banking was simply too ahead of its time.
Just like his low-price food strategy.
In this world, everyone saw grain as a precious commodity—something to hoard at all costs, the more the better.
Few could envision using it as a weapon.
Or even if they could, they lacked the power to execute such a plan!
Money was no different.
As someone from Blue Star, Yu Sheng’an understood well that a nation’s wealth didn’t necessarily equate to its strength.
A moderate deficit could actually benefit economic growth!
The reason was simple:
Money only had value when spent.
Hoard it, and it became nothing but worthless scrap.
When nobles buried their gold coins in vaults, it only worsened deflation—serving no real purpose.
And the more deflation tightened its grip, the stronger money’s purchasing power became, encouraging even more hoarding.
Thus began a vicious cycle, brewing disaster.
In a way, Keville was already suffering from deflation.
But the overwhelming might of high-tier individuals forcibly suppressed the underlying tensions.
So, trying to get them to take money out of their pockets and loan it to the nation for development, forming a virtuous cycle—to be honest, it’s quite difficult.
Once any cycle is established, breaking it is never easy.
The bank is crucial to the Empire’s development, and even more so to his industrial revolution. There can be no mistakes.
Yu Sheng’an had no time to take things slowly, waiting for time to prove everything.
Desperate times call for desperate measures!
After a brief contemplation, Yu Sheng’an had an idea.
His consciousness returned to his true body in the Deep Sea Divine Palace Ancient Castle within the Primary Domain of Azerai.
With a thought, he summoned Luo Xiya, the female butler of the Divine Palace Ancient Castle.
Before long, Luo Xiya pushed open the temple doors and walked in gracefully.
"Master, what are your orders?"
Lowering her eyes submissively, the moment she stepped into the room, the image of her former master Tang En’s gruesome death involuntarily flashed through her mind.
This made her fear Yu Sheng’an even more.
She had to admit—the gap between people was truly immense.
Was her former master Tang En not diligent? Not hardworking? Not a genius?
No, he was a once-in-a-millennium magical prodigy. He worked harder than anyone. She had personally witnessed him researching a single spell for years until he finally mastered it.
Those were days of suffocating silence.
But what did all that effort amount to?
Faced with this new master, whose actions were always unpredictable and whose methods defied convention, hadn’t he still been utterly defeated?
"Would you like to return to Azerai and start a new life?"
At her master’s first words, Luo Xiya shuddered, her eyes widening in shock.
……
……
"Beautiful Princess, your grace is like a lyrical poem, your eyes shine like gold..."
"Are you saying I’m only interested in money?"
"No, no, no—"
"Alright, one hundred gold coins have been deposited into your account. Next!"
"Get lost, Kenneth!"
An armored noble knight, his steps clanking loudly, yanked Kenneth aside and plopped himself in front of the counter, tossing down a bag of gold coins with a haughty expression.
"This is my earnings from hunting undead today. Deposit it for me!"
"The undead outside the city were cleared out long ago. Where did you get any earnings? And what kind of undead is worth this much—an Undead Dragon?"
Kenneth, who had been dragged away, was furious.
He wanted to fight, but after glancing at the Magic Tower behind the bank branches, he didn’t dare. Instead, he deliberately exposed this show-off’s lies.
"You coward who only hides behind women’s skirts, have you ever even killed an undead? Do you know the bounty on Stitched Monsters deep in the forest?"
The Armored Knight sneered in disdain.
Clairement rolled her eyes, utterly unmoved by the theatrics of these noble brats—if anything, she found it amusing.
She handled the transactions with practiced ease, but regret was already creeping into her heart.
This job might truly be, as Ajef had said, nothing more than a previously unseen service role.
It was nothing like the life she had imagined.
Honestly, before joining the Bank Clerk Training program, she had even prepared herself for a life like Eileen’s—hidden away in a dull magical alchemy lab.
But reality had played a cruel joke on her.
Instead of being secluded in a magical lab, she had been thrust into the spotlight, making waves across the internet.
Now, she—a noble princess of the Empire—had practically become a circus monkey, gawked at by everyone!
She even became the object of competition among a group of spoiled nobles.
Previously, incidents like bidding wars to deposit money in her presence had made headlines online, stirring up such a frenzy that she became even more famous than Eileen. It even caught the attention of her brother.
Her brother, in a rare fit of rage, berated her over a voice call, scolding her for tarnishing the dignity of the Imperial royal family and demanding she return immediately.
The penalty of 10,000 gold coins? He’d pay it from his private treasury.
Her brother’s harsh words ignited Clairement’s rebellious spirit.
She refused to be a caged bird!
She wanted to take control of her own destiny.
Ajef was the only person she had found capable of changing her fate. She longed to become a heroine revered by the Imperial people, just like Eileen!
But… the sight before her now filled Clairement with despair.
“Make way!”
A commotion suddenly arose from the crowd behind the spoiled nobles.
Following the noise, she saw three or five carriages slowly approaching.
A burly merchant, protected by mercenaries and mages, directed his subordinates to unload heavy chests from the carriages and approach.
“Honorable Princess, might I trouble you to deposit my money now?” The merchant bowed, his face full of deference.
Before his words even faded, another disturbance erupted in the distance!
“Make way!”
“The Marquis is passing—clear the path for His Lordship!”
Amid the shouts, yet more carriages lumbered forward with effort.
As the carriages came to a stop, one distinguished figure after another stepped down, commanding their servants to carry over heavy chests.
Clairement was stunned!
Surely… they couldn’t all be here to deposit money?
As expected, the Internet God’s newly updated Interconnected Bank feature once again set the internet ablaze with discussion!
It also drew the attention of countless citizens of Keville.
However, compared to the enthusiastic responses to previous updates, the launch of the Interconnected Bank was all thunder and no rain.
Online, praises for the Internet God flooded like tidal waves, but in reality, few people actually deposited their money.
Clearly, being one step ahead of the times is innovation—being two steps ahead is madness!
No one dared to call the Internet God a madman, but their actions spoke louder than words.
Deposit gold in some bank?
Are you insane?!
That’s gleaming, precious gold!
Even kings must doff their hats in its presence!
Who would dare entrust the world’s most valuable treasure to someone else?
No one!
Even if it’s just for safekeeping;
Even if the other party is a mighty god!
Interestingly, though few people deposited money, the bank branches somehow became viral hotspots in every major city.
Every day, crowds gathered to gawk.
Why?
Because the bank clerks were all noble ladies from Willis!
Country bumpkins had never seen such exquisitely dressed, enchanting beauties whose every smile could steal a man’s soul.
Most were so stunned they could barely walk.
Some nearly popped their eyeballs out staring!
A few bold mercenaries, eager to admire the ladies up close, even impulsively deposited money in the heat of the moment.
But once they cooled down afterward, they slapped their own faces in frustration.
As of now, the Interconnected Bank’s primary customers were almost exclusively young nobles from various cities.
Their motives? Obvious.
Even if they couldn’t win the ladies’ favor, befriending their powerful families was worth the effort!
Before long, bank branches in every city had effectively turned into red-light districts.
To earn a beauty’s smile, spoiled nobles splurged without hesitation.
Bidding wars even broke out, sparking such absurd online scandals that it became an internet sensation!
Yu Sheng’an found it utterly ridiculous too!
He never expected that the noble ladies he had initially dismissed would become the key factor in attracting his first wave of deposits.
The irony burned his cheeks with shame.
A miscalculation, indeed!
Ultimately, the concept of banking was simply too ahead of its time.
Just like his low-price food strategy.
In this world, everyone saw grain as a precious commodity—something to hoard at all costs, the more the better.
Few could envision using it as a weapon.
Or even if they could, they lacked the power to execute such a plan!
Money was no different.
As someone from Blue Star, Yu Sheng’an understood well that a nation’s wealth didn’t necessarily equate to its strength.
A moderate deficit could actually benefit economic growth!
The reason was simple:
Money only had value when spent.
Hoard it, and it became nothing but worthless scrap.
When nobles buried their gold coins in vaults, it only worsened deflation—serving no real purpose.
And the more deflation tightened its grip, the stronger money’s purchasing power became, encouraging even more hoarding.
Thus began a vicious cycle, brewing disaster.
In a way, Keville was already suffering from deflation.
But the overwhelming might of high-tier individuals forcibly suppressed the underlying tensions.
So, trying to get them to take money out of their pockets and loan it to the nation for development, forming a virtuous cycle—to be honest, it’s quite difficult.
Once any cycle is established, breaking it is never easy.
The bank is crucial to the Empire’s development, and even more so to his industrial revolution. There can be no mistakes.
Yu Sheng’an had no time to take things slowly, waiting for time to prove everything.
Desperate times call for desperate measures!
After a brief contemplation, Yu Sheng’an had an idea.
His consciousness returned to his true body in the Deep Sea Divine Palace Ancient Castle within the Primary Domain of Azerai.
With a thought, he summoned Luo Xiya, the female butler of the Divine Palace Ancient Castle.
Before long, Luo Xiya pushed open the temple doors and walked in gracefully.
"Master, what are your orders?"
Lowering her eyes submissively, the moment she stepped into the room, the image of her former master Tang En’s gruesome death involuntarily flashed through her mind.
This made her fear Yu Sheng’an even more.
She had to admit—the gap between people was truly immense.
Was her former master Tang En not diligent? Not hardworking? Not a genius?
No, he was a once-in-a-millennium magical prodigy. He worked harder than anyone. She had personally witnessed him researching a single spell for years until he finally mastered it.
Those were days of suffocating silence.
But what did all that effort amount to?
Faced with this new master, whose actions were always unpredictable and whose methods defied convention, hadn’t he still been utterly defeated?
"Would you like to return to Azerai and start a new life?"
At her master’s first words, Luo Xiya shuddered, her eyes widening in shock.
……
……
"Beautiful Princess, your grace is like a lyrical poem, your eyes shine like gold..."
"Are you saying I’m only interested in money?"
"No, no, no—"
"Alright, one hundred gold coins have been deposited into your account. Next!"
"Get lost, Kenneth!"
An armored noble knight, his steps clanking loudly, yanked Kenneth aside and plopped himself in front of the counter, tossing down a bag of gold coins with a haughty expression.
"This is my earnings from hunting undead today. Deposit it for me!"
"The undead outside the city were cleared out long ago. Where did you get any earnings? And what kind of undead is worth this much—an Undead Dragon?"
Kenneth, who had been dragged away, was furious.
He wanted to fight, but after glancing at the Magic Tower behind the bank branches, he didn’t dare. Instead, he deliberately exposed this show-off’s lies.
"You coward who only hides behind women’s skirts, have you ever even killed an undead? Do you know the bounty on Stitched Monsters deep in the forest?"
The Armored Knight sneered in disdain.
Clairement rolled her eyes, utterly unmoved by the theatrics of these noble brats—if anything, she found it amusing.
She handled the transactions with practiced ease, but regret was already creeping into her heart.
This job might truly be, as Ajef had said, nothing more than a previously unseen service role.
It was nothing like the life she had imagined.
Honestly, before joining the Bank Clerk Training program, she had even prepared herself for a life like Eileen’s—hidden away in a dull magical alchemy lab.
But reality had played a cruel joke on her.
Instead of being secluded in a magical lab, she had been thrust into the spotlight, making waves across the internet.
Now, she—a noble princess of the Empire—had practically become a circus monkey, gawked at by everyone!
She even became the object of competition among a group of spoiled nobles.
Previously, incidents like bidding wars to deposit money in her presence had made headlines online, stirring up such a frenzy that she became even more famous than Eileen. It even caught the attention of her brother.
Her brother, in a rare fit of rage, berated her over a voice call, scolding her for tarnishing the dignity of the Imperial royal family and demanding she return immediately.
The penalty of 10,000 gold coins? He’d pay it from his private treasury.
Her brother’s harsh words ignited Clairement’s rebellious spirit.
She refused to be a caged bird!
She wanted to take control of her own destiny.
Ajef was the only person she had found capable of changing her fate. She longed to become a heroine revered by the Imperial people, just like Eileen!
But… the sight before her now filled Clairement with despair.
“Make way!”
A commotion suddenly arose from the crowd behind the spoiled nobles.
Following the noise, she saw three or five carriages slowly approaching.
A burly merchant, protected by mercenaries and mages, directed his subordinates to unload heavy chests from the carriages and approach.
“Honorable Princess, might I trouble you to deposit my money now?” The merchant bowed, his face full of deference.
Before his words even faded, another disturbance erupted in the distance!
“Make way!”
“The Marquis is passing—clear the path for His Lordship!”
Amid the shouts, yet more carriages lumbered forward with effort.
As the carriages came to a stop, one distinguished figure after another stepped down, commanding their servants to carry over heavy chests.
Clairement was stunned!
Surely… they couldn’t all be here to deposit money?
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