Chapter 389 - 272: Zog is a Good Red Dragon

Chapter 389: Chapter 272: Zog is a Good Red Dragon

Some required Magic, while others could be learned by Ordinary people.

"So your wish is for your grandfather to have a home console, so he can also learn that knowledge," Zog summarized.

"No!" Lucia immediately refuted. "I want the village to have a public console for everyone to share, so all the villagers can learn that knowledge."

This was not what Zog had expected.

’What a good kid, to be so thoughtful of her village.’

"Since you’re so considerate, the Christmas Dragon will give you an even greater reward. Your grandfather’s village won’t just get one console—I’ll build a console room there..."

Now that console production had increased, sales had slowed due to the price, leading to a lot of excess inventory piling up in the warehouses.

The devices were still too expensive for most people.

The growth rate of internet users had also declined, a problem that couldn’t be solved simply by adding more online content.

But after hearing what Lucia said today, Zog suddenly had a new idea.

To increase the number of internet users, maybe he should reduce the profit margin on the machines themselves, lower the price a bit, and launch some promotions like installment plans and student discounts.

Or he could design some ultra-expensive, limited-edition models and use the profits from fleecing the nobility to provide charity consoles in smaller towns.

Spreading knowledge would be a massive boost to productivity.

’The higher the productivity, the wealthier the people, and the more it benefits me. It’s a long-term investment. This could work.’

After the Christmas event ended, Zog returned to Twin Tower City and decided to launch a charity console program.

When Elsa heard about this project, she was shocked. She suspected that Zog might have been replaced by another Dragon in Deepwater City.

"In your heart, am I really the kind of Dragon who only does things for money, an incredibly greedy Dragon?" Zog asked.

"No," Elsa answered unequivocally.

Unfortunately, a lie-detection spell betrayed her true thoughts.

"Well then, let me show you what a benevolent Red Dragon looks like. I’m going to open up an application channel for home consoles..."

「A few days later.」

Zog was holed up at home, reading a huge pile of letters from Deepwater City with a dopey grin on his face.

"What are you looking at? You’ve got such a creepy smile," Furin asked with disdain.

"What’s so creepy about it? How could this handsome face ever look creepy!" Zog retorted. "I’m reading essays written by the elementary school students of Deepwater City. The topic is ’A Letter to the Christmas Dragon’."

Furin gave him a look that said, "You’re so shameless." She knew that Zog had played the role of the Christmas Dragon. "Don’t tell me you made the school assign this topic?"

"Am I the kind of Dragon who would do something like that?" Zog said, disgruntled. "The elementary school principal assigned it. I mean, what was she thinking? You know I’m a Dragon who despises pointless formalities..."

Though he said that, his face showed no sign of displeasure.

’I get why so many Emperors loved their fawning courtiers. Being praised really does feel good.’

"Ooh, let me see how those kids are buttering you up." Furin came over to look at the letters too.

She casually picked one up, opened it, and read aloud, "’Christmas Dragon, you’re a big fat liar!’ PFFT-HAHAHA..."

Furin couldn’t hold back her laughter. "Looks like your performance that day wasn’t so great after all."

"Who? Who’s calling me a big fat liar?" Zog wriggled out from the pile of letters. "Let me see their name. They’re definitely not getting a gift next year."

"Let’s see," Furin said, glancing at the end of the letter. "Her name is Lucia. It’s a girl."

"Lucia?"

Zog was a little surprised. He remembered Lucia as that considerate little girl; she didn’t seem like the type to bite the hand that feeds her.

He took the letter and read it carefully.

"Christmas Dragon, you’re a big fat liar! You promised to build a free console room for the village, but who knew you’d build one that charges a fee! It’s even more expensive than the internet cafes in the city. My grandpa can’t afford it at all, and neither can anyone else in the village..."

Lucia was still very civil. She didn’t resort to profanity like the elementary schoolers in Twin Tower City who played too many games.

But the letter’s contents left Zog completely baffled.

’This can’t be right. Building the console room in Lucia’s grandfather’s village was handled by a distributor I’ve been working with for a long time. There’s no reason for them to cut off a lucrative partnership over such a small amount of money.’

Zog had even sent War Axe to supervise the construction, which was why it was completed in just a few days.

There were over one hundred and sixty households in the village, and Zog had sent them eight consoles—not even the most basic models, but mid-tier ones with decent accessories.

’So, did someone in the middle get greedy?’

Zog was furious.

He finally decides to do a good deed for once, and someone swoops in to ruin it.

He didn’t ask Elsa to have Zog Group employees investigate. Instead, he directly summoned the Zor Warriors.

The elite Zor, as efficient as ever, concluded their investigation quickly.

"So you’re saying there’s no problem on our end or on the distributor’s end," Zog asked.

"That is correct," the Zor replied.

"It was a family in the village. They sealed off the console room and demanded that the other villagers pay to use it."

"That is correct."

"And they did it under my name, claiming the Zog Group authorized them to charge a fee."

The Zor nodded again.

"And you didn’t just... take care of them?"

"You said that we are to follow standardized procedures now, reporting all issues to you first before taking action," the Zor replied.

"Er... Right. Good job."

Zog continued, "That family—do they have a Warrior or a Mage? Or are they connected to someone important?"

"None of the above."

"Then how did they manage to take over the console room?"

"They have a lot of sons."

The answer left Zog speechless.

They have a lot of sons.

Such a brutally simple reason.