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048. Stronger than sword?

048. Stronger than sword?

POV Main

There are always questions, what is needed to gain advantage? In the bronze age, it was better sword. In ancient Greece it was better trained soldier or fighter. In times of Roman Empire, those were roads from provinces to capital. In middle ages that was education and religion. In later times, that was again better sword, sorry, better artillery. Napoleon said, that money was the thing. After then, it was better industry. That was true even nowadays, in twenty first century.

All I wrote above was from European point of view. I knew that. I even knew about some uncomfortable facts for European, as that in middle ages Islamic empires were better and more advanced that Europeans. I shouldn’t even think about superiority Chinese civilization had for centuries, or that Hindu civilization was originator of many advanced ideas.

Point was, that from some moment in time, proper business was the most important building block of real strength.

You can be master swordsman, but you were not really important without blacksmith. Blacksmith was not important without miners. Miners weren’t important without merchants. Merchants weren’t important without cities with big population. Big city wasn’t important without ruler. Ruler couldn’t control swordsman, if his subjects and businesses under his rule wasn’t profitable.

Unlimited Devas and Associated Devas were profitable organizations. We had miraculous product, that we could sell to rich people. We also traded mixtures between ourselves. Still, we were close to bankruptcy at some moment. We, Unlimited Devas, really didn’t because we used private money, to get by bad time. Earlier we earn those private money by selling heart medicine, but it was beyond the point.

I wouldn’t use my private money, if there was some big problem with money in company, I wouldn’t be involved personally. I want to say, that our company grew that much, that I felt not responsible for someone else problems. Some were my friends, so I would care, but others, I wouldn’t. If I was thinking in that way, others was thinking similar. I already heard, that we provided too much for new Associated Devas. I wasn’t king of Unlimited Devas and discontent would destroy us with time.

What I want to say is, that rules between friends aren’t just rules, but nobody cares. Till your company joins person, who isn’t friend with you all. Then some want just rules, and if you don’t provide them, they would probably stop being friends.

Among Unlimited Devas we had people, who provided human bodies. They didn’t need anybody else to exist without trouble if they decided to leave.

We had person, who operated on net of farms and provided animal biomass. He only needed bodies providers to live easily.

We had people, who traded medicine and supervised money transfers and taxes. They became luxury providers with time, as feeder wasn’t available by money alone.

Then, we had part with magic abilities, which wasn’t crucial on short terms. It gave feeling of superiority, but wasn’t necessary.

Then, we had spies or guardians, which, after fall of Ahriman’s Order, were less needed.

Lastly, we use money, to create supporters, but we didn’t get anything in return so far.

I told my friends, Unlimited Devas, my reasons, why spies or supporters were important on long term, or even having company on short term, but it wouldn’t work, it wouldn’t stop us from inner conflicts if someone felt, that it worked not really just.

First quality of just things is, that they can be transparent even for those, who aren’t involved. It meant, no shady deals. All things, that were provided should have price, the same for all of us. Price could be matter of discussion or changed because of supply and demand, but first, there should be starting price.

I established for start of exchange system, that batch of five dead human bodies should be worth one batch of heart mixture. It was enough for level three, to live through month with some starvation effects. It was doable.

Monthly provision of alive animal biomass should be worth quarter of batch of heart medicine. And leftovers cleaned.

Each Unlimited Deva, should have quota of two batches of heart medicine for selling. If he couldn’t provide batches, there would be auction, who would provide instead, with bids, how much money would go to former owner of quota from sale. Associated Devas would have quota of three batches in two months.

I wanted to add Asmo and Mercy to Unlimited Devas before those conditions would work.

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One should trade two poison mixtures for one heart medicine. Knowledge about effects of poison on quality of feeder should be open knowledge.

Level three mixtures should be traded one for one with heart medicine. That could be changed, after or if, we would start trade them with pharmacy market.

From trades with pharmacy Unlimited Devas company would take ten percent. First trade would be with thirty percent commission. Sell of heart mixture by unofficial brokers would be punished. Ask Unlimited Devas, if you have buyer and pay us commission.

Unlimited Devas have access to all magic abilities we share. Knowledge is worth one batch of heart medicine. Sensory radar is secret ability not provided beyond Unlimited Devas. Irresistible suggestion should be too - to discussion. Associated Devas should be allowed to learn one magic ability in their first month, second in second. Then, if they didn’t advance to Unlimited Devas, they should be discussed, if they would want to learn more. Exchange of new magic ability for known magic ability would be counted separately. Knowledge about new ability would be open to Unlimited Devas.

Budget on supporters of middle circle, awoken should be worth one batch of heart medicine. It could be provided by Unlimited Devas company or income generated by those circle supporters.

Any income from supporters would go to Unlimited Devas company.

Budget on supporters of outer circle, loka, should be worth one batch of heart medicine.

There should be discussed way, how supporters would generate income or help at other matters.

Last, there should be discussion about discussion about spies and guards fee, but details shouldn’t be known to public. Among supporters should be created network of spies and guards, but that should be done by middle circle of supporters.

Two more suggestions should be discussed. Devas, that only trade heart medicine through us, should be moved to distinct category, Neutrals. Devas, that were known to be hostile against us, like Diana and Vivaldi, should be moved to another category – Wicked Devas. Our stance against each of them, should be discussed.

I knew, that I wrote dry recipe for soup, and that it would be probably changed by my companions, but I was proud of myself, because I was imaging different situations creating that model. I also felt its weakness, our weakness. We were sucking to rich man market for miracle medicine.

I also didn’t state it, but there was pressure to stop providing things for free to new additions to Associated Devas. Celine would be last Deva, that got things for free. Why, you would ask. They chose their ways and should bear consequences.

POV Legibot

We met to create secret pact. Bear wanted to have some kind of manual help, I wanted procedure for getting bodies, Beria wanted money. That way I became servant of Bear for his method for feeder. Beria got some trade with Bear for mixtures. I had deal with Beria about mutual support and information sharing.

Bear was hurt somehow. Under his instructions I disposed of two criminals, that left prison. One body for each of us. He asked me many things about Diana. I even thought, that he had some romantic feelings toward her. I didn’t know much about Diana, but I knew, that she wasn’t perfect match.

We did another action with two victims, then we stopped our cooperation. We divided prisons in Poland between ourselves by geography. That way we wouldn’t stole from each other.

He treated me not good. He looked down on me. He said, that I had some mental problem, which I knew I had after my linking with John. He just said that in hurting way.

One day he got info from Unlimited Devas, that he was moved to Neutral category of cooperators. He was really pissed off after. He was hurting me psychically then. After some time he calmed down and asked for forgiveness. I started to suspect, that he had bigger mental problems than me.

I was glad, when we stopped cooperation. His injuries were almost healed.

POV one of middle circle people, awoken to magic

I was trying to create torus or cone from plasma burning over my lighter. It felt wrong somehow to me. My attention always seemed to wander to small smoke line over the fire. I felt, that plasma magic wasn’t my thing. I did all of those exercises, because all of people in my group did. I thought, that lightning or even ice would suit me better. Sonic boom would be best, but nobody among us had proper constitution for it.

I let my mind wander around smoke.

Then it moved. That was not true. It moved even before, now it moved differently.

You should know, that smoke is special. Well, way, that smoke moves in the air is special. There is even one of millennial problems in physics and mathematics that corresponds to it. It’s about movement of liquids, but smoke in the air isn’t so different. You can have million bucks if you would solve it.

Smoke in the air could be fractal being. It could turn around itself or invisible axis, create ties, shake, divide and join again. It’s similar to snowflakes, as we couldn’t find two same snowflakes as no two dancing smoke lines were the same. What creates those differences, how to predict point at which smoke would fork? You couldn’t predict exactly. For differences is responsible, temperature, friction, viscosity, factorization of smoke and air into chemical substances.

I focused on smoke. I could smooth its fly. I could make it easier. I could friction it and made its flow harder. I stayed so focused, I forgot about everything. When lighter started to burn my hand I woke up from that state.

I knew, I was up to something. I didn’t told anybody. I wanted to repeat that effect. I wanted to be proficient with it.

Why was smoke such important to me? When I was a child often my grandma took care of me. I really loved her. She was warmest person I knew. She liked to change fairy tales. I had childhood full of fairy tales with twist. One day she asked me, if I could find one thing stronger than sword. I was little boy, I couldn’t. She told me, that there was many such things. I asked her for one example. She smiled, and told me, that smoke couldn’t be cut, so sword couldn’t destroy it.

She died before I could understand, that not only she was warm, but also smart in strange way. Smoke from candle or lighter took me to my memory of a day, when I watched smoke and then tried to cut it with toy sword. I was astonished, when I cut it and when it reformed. I almost burned home that day.