Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3392

"Old Master Damron, hypothetically speaking," one of the heads of the minor families said as he stood to address Mark. "If tomorrow's live stream features Matthew showcasing the prosperous life in Montiria, how should we respond?" His question prompted nods of agreement from others in the room.

Indeed. We're pouring money into these economic blockades daily, and it's like setting it on fire. Families like the Damrons might not even feel the hit, but for us, this is everything. A misstep might only bruise the Damron family, but we'd be completely wiped out.

Mark's expression darkened briefly, but he maintained his smile as he replied, "I understand your concerns and fears, but rest assured. Our data shows that Montiria has always depended on importing large quantities of grain from us each year. However, they haven't started their imports yet this year. We can use that to our advantage."

Everyone paused for a moment, and then the realization hit them.

Exactly! Montiria might be booming this year, full of growth and energy. But just last year, you were still planting nightshade, and not long ago, you launched a massive war. Even if you started farming huge tracts of land now, there's no way you could catch up with the demand.

"Brilliant, Old Master Damron! We're all in awe of your insight."

"Yes! Only someone with your experience could devise such a clever strategy."

The praise from the crowd prompted Mark to stand and bow slightly, a grin on his face as he replied, "I appreciate it, everyone." Yet, the cold gleam in his eyes remained unwavering.

Matthew, even if I can't kill you directly, I'll make sure to dismantle your power in Montiria! I'm certain that as long as the prominent families work together, the authorities won't intervene. This time, the plan is flawless!

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The next morning, at 7:50 a.m., Eleanor, dressed casually, stood by the roadside near a field. "Claire, are the cameras and equipment all set up on your end?" Her voice was laced with urgency.

With a Bluetooth earpiece in, Eleanor listened to her assistant, Claire Monti, respond with a hint of annoyance, "Ms. Eleanor, don't worry. You've asked by phone several times already."

Claire stands in a vast pasture, directing the crew to check the filming equipment to ensure that there won't be any chaos among the cattle and sheep during the live stream. After hanging up, Eleanor turned to her other assistant, Steve Edward. "How's everything coming along on our end?"

Steve, wearing black-rimmed glasses, quickly referenced a checklist. "Ms. Eleanor, everything's good to go. All these are Montiria's specialty products, and they've just been freshly harvested from the fields. This way, we can ensure their freshness during the live stream and eliminate any doubts from the audience."

Eleanor nodded, her face lighting up with a bright smile of appreciation as she encouraged, "Great job, Steve! I really appreciate your hard work. Expect a raise when we get back!"

Upon hearing Eleanor's words, a blush crept onto Steve's cheeks, leaving him feeling a bit dazed by the praise.

"Oh, and we've confirmed all the guests for the livestream, right?"

He nodded. "All the guests have been confirmed, including some international superstars. As soon as we go live, we can connect with them at any time."

Eleanor's face lit up with excitement as she exclaimed, "Let's go live!"