Even the weakest, least reputable, longest profit-cycle company—the Foster Iron Mine Company—was still seeing its stock price climb.
It probably wouldn't be long before these major companies' stock prices rose to the point where only wealthy families, nobles, big merchants, and churches could afford them. Regular folks would either cash out during this big rally and make a killing, or they'd just keep holding.
This was what Viscount Roster wanted to see. And the reason Viscount Roster wanted to see it was because Ren wanted to see it!
This was what the world needed to face before the magic-tech industrial age arrived.
3 PM.
Gray Fort Empire.
Inside a church.
The Popes and Shepherds from various churches had been camping out here for six hours.
Several Popes' faces were full of excitement.
