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I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: Are You Really Young Master Charles?

On this day, Charles followed Djoka to visit the motorcycle factory.

This visit was prompted by Djoka's reminder.

“Our expenses are enormous, Charles!” Djoka raised the account book and waved it at Charles. “The motorcycle factory has used up 350,000 francs. The initial payment for purchasing the tractor production line from Britain cost 200,000 francs, and we’re not even sure if that will be enough. The field...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 33

Chapter 33: A Clever Strategy

At the Armand estate, Grevy popped a bottle of champagne amidst the cheers, while Francis basked in the glory of their victory.

"Splendid speech, Armand!" Grevy complimented sincerely as he poured Armand a glass.

Armand chuckled and replied, "The speech was secondary. What I enjoyed more was Steed's expression. Did you see it? He was utterly helpless, sitting there like a fool!"

"I saw it!" Nicolas raised his glass. "I was seated ...

Chapter 248: Alchemical Magic Crystal Glass Window

As evening descended, Charlot Mecklenburg bid farewell to each of the ladies. Although his affection for Annie Bretagne was evident, he refrained from any intimate gestures in front of others—there was no rush, as they had plenty of private time together.

Charlot did not return home immediately. Instead, he strolled along Elysée Avenue for several hundred steps until he reached a shop outfitted with alchemical magic crystal glass. The shop had long closed, but under the dim moonlight...

Chapter 247: Miss Bunana's Fury Will Become a Literary Giant of the Fars Empire

Sophia Gallanord had changed into a formal dress. When she saw Charlot Mecklenburg, she gave a slight bow and said, “Mr. Mecklenburg, thank you for your care during this time. I have come to express my gratitude personally.”

The middle-aged gentleman accompanying her gave a polite smile and said, “I am Yalman, the steward of the Gallanord Estate, accompanying the young lady. I also bring the earl’s gratitude.”

“The Earl said that Sophia’s life is worth more to him th...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Rifles or Tanks?

The grand hall of the French Bourbon Palace, housing the Chamber of Deputies, was bustling with noise. Semi-circular rows of seats encircled the speaker's platform, with a five-foot-wide aisle cutting through the hall, cleanly dividing the left-wing and right-wing seating areas.

On the left sat the left-wing representatives; on the right, the right-wing.

As leaders of the two main right-wing parties, Grevy and Armand were seated at the f...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Poaching Talent

Supplies were being delivered to the field hospital in batches from Paris.

The first group of helpers had also arrived from the nearby town. Djoka led them on foot to the field hospital. The group consisted of men and women, young and old, including Camille.

Perhaps due to the trust of her neighbors, Camille naturally became the leader of the young women. Their task was to learn basic bandaging and wound care from the nurses, supplementin...

Chapter 246: The Mirror Spirit

Previously, Charlot Mecklenburg had made the mistake of notifying everyone he knew simultaneously. This time, he wouldn't repeat such a folly. On the first day, he only informed Annie Bretagne, allowing them to enjoy a warm afternoon together on the terrace of 58 Elysée Avenue. They sipped coffee, played with clever cat kittens, and admired the scenery along the Lukavaro River.

Across the Lukavaro River was Charlot's jurisdiction. He was not only the Chief Overseer of the Lukavaro Dist...

Chapter 245: Congratulations! The West Wind Knight Order Becomes the First Loyalist Army

When Charlot was in university, he once delved into the history and culture of the Thirty-One Vampire Clans.

He knew that among vampires, the Three Royal Clans were the most revered.

The Three Royal Clans consisted of the Arsilo Clan, the Arthur Clan, and the Van Gogh Clan.

The Arsilo Clan excelled in swordsmanship, ancient and noble. The Arthur Clan was unmatched in magic, their Blood Clan Verbal Spellcasting unparalleled in its mysteries, with the Origin Blood Boundary riv...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: The Will of the People

They replaced Matthew’s bandages with new ones, administered him a shot of morphine, and assigned a nurse to be on-call at all times.

In exchange, Dr. Sibrel handed Charles a long list detailing the supplies and personnel urgently needed by the field hospital:
The supplies included tents, beds, blankets, bandages, medical cotton, tourniquets, styptics, and morphine.

As for personnel, besides doctors and nurses, they needed cle...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 29

Chapter 29: The Power of Money

Fortunately, France was victorious. Charles’s battle plan succeeded as the Fifth Army crossed the Marne Bridge and exploited the German flank, leading to the First German Army’s complete collapse before reinforcements could arrive.

Unfortunately, Matthew was injured, as Major Browning informed Charles.

"Matthew was brave!" Major Browning said. "He drove a tank along a narrow path to outflank the enemy's defenses, broke into the Ger...

Chapter 244: The Power of Agmirlas, the Evil God

Charlot desperately wanted to change into clean clothes, but having left in such haste, he had none with him. With a sigh, he muttered, “The bad habits of Earthlings.”

In the world he had traversed from, dry, clean, and comfortable clothing had been the norm. Yet, in this extraordinary world, such luxuries were rare.

Charlot had endured countless occasions wearing damp, dirty, and uncomfortable garments. It was simply the way of life on the Old Continent.

Even while faci...

Chapter 243: The Orcs' "Staple Food"

Charlot Mecklenburg endured until the third day before he had to order the small unit to retreat due to a lack of supplies.

Before leaving, Charlot glanced back at Strasbourg, where the storm still howled, lightning flashed, and rain poured relentlessly. He couldn't help but quip, "These Saint-rank orcs sure have stamina!"

Sophia Gallanord, unable to understand the humor of another world, earnestly replied, "Saint ranks can indeed fight for several days straight."

Charlot of...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 28

Chapter 28: On the Right Path

Matthew started the tractor by pulling the lever, its engine rumbling loudly as he climbed into the tank, readying himself for battle.

The first-generation tanks were incredibly cumbersome. The machine gunner was positioned at the front, nearly level with the driver, who could only see ahead through a palm-sized observation slit. This limited visibility was why tanks had previously driven straight into trenches and gotten stuck.

“Boom...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Infantry-Tank-Artillery Coordination

Major Browning offered no explanation, brusquely pushing past Djoka to barge into the room. He only felt slightly relieved after spotting Charles. Glancing around, he strode to an old table and, brushing aside the dust, began sketching with his finger. His voice, laced with urgency, accompanied his rough drawings:

"This is the river, this is the Marne Bridge. The enemy has set up ten heavy machine guns at the bridgehead, cr...

Chapter 242: Under the Blessing of the Black Moon Goddess

Charlot finally realized that the city he had lived in for two or three years concealed such immense power.

Apart from the widowed Princess May deliberately revealing the painting of the foreign god of chaos, no Saint-rank Transcendent had yet taken action. Even Princess May’s involvement seemed primarily intended to destroy the painting.

Of course, it was more likely that she was buying time for the activation of various divine miracles.

Even with just the relics of the n...

Chapter 241: The Divine Guardians of Strasbourg

Sophia Gallanord held the Lion’s Fang in her hand but still couldn’t help asking, “Senior, did you really defeat him?”

Charlot Mecklenburg shrugged and replied, “I am a few years older than him, after all.”

Sophia Gallanord inwardly muttered to herself, “I’ve met plenty of older Transcendents, but few are stronger than me.”

That Charlot knew Julian Arsilo wasn’t surprising. As an envoy, he had been to the Ingrima Empire. In the minds of Sophia Gallanord a...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 26

Chapter 26: The Battle Plan

Major Browning cautiously peeked out from the trench, gazing across the Marne River.

Under Gallieni's command, the 6th Army launched an attack on the German flank... Though calling it the "flank" was no longer accurate. By the time the 6th Army had gathered, the Germans had already adjusted their defenses to face them directly. What was once a flank had turned into a front, leaving the Marne River as the actual flank.

The Germans' adjustm...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: A Lucky Deal

The motorcycle factory was finally sold for 350,000 francs.

During the negotiations, Charles repeatedly tried to persuade Djoka:
"Father, the war is still ongoing, and its outcome is uncertain. Shouldn’t you reconsider?"
"We might not even be able to find enough workers—they’ve mostly fled!"
"Cars are already selling for 910 francs; can we really expect motorcycles to fetch a good price?"

...

Charles spoke the truth, but...

Chapter 240: The Rose of Strasbourg

More than a dozen students from Sheffield University seemed to have opened the floodgates of gossip, recalling everything they knew about Charlot Mecklenburg.

Even Sophia Gallanord suddenly remembered this “senior.”

Indeed, Charlot had been an obscure figure during his school years, so when Sophia reminisced about the outstanding seniors of the past, she had no memory of anyone named Mecklenburg. However, when someone mentioned the man who had wooed the West Wind Goddess of Go...

Chapter 239: Sophia Gallanord

Although both sides had roughly equal numbers, Charlot's subordinates were far more capable. In particular, Charlot's knight’s lance swept through the battlefield like a soaring dragon, leaving no foe standing for even a single exchange.

Hundred Bears, Big Bear, Honey Bear, and four other extraordinary-ranked bearmen fought fiercely. The two Yellow Bear warriors didn’t even need weapons, casually swatting werewolves aside with their massive paws as if they were slicing cucumbers—q...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Who Would Buy a Motorcycle Factory?

The next day, Djoka made another trip to Paris. He cashed the check and transferred the money into his account since Charles, being underage, couldn’t open one himself.

Djoka also picked up a checkbook. This was for future business needs. For now, he had to pay Francis a commission of 110,000 francs, and using a check would be far more convenient.

On his way back, Djoka drove home in a Ford Model T. The black paint g...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 23

Chapter 23: I Will Buy All His Assets

Sign the contract, write the check.

Charles stared at the figure on the check and timidly asked, "Mr. Francis, is this enough to buy your tractor factory?"

Francis laughed heartily. "No, Charles! You would need at least ten of these checks to make it happen!"

Francis was exaggerating. In truth, five checks would suffice, but that was partly due to business confidentiality.

After a pause, Francis added, "The motorcycl...

Chapter 238: Food

Charlot Mecklenburg served as an administrative officer under Clair Bretagne, stationed in the Behemoth Principality. He was also acting steward for Mostar Castle, Seagull City, Silver Dove Castle, Odeshan City, and Byberry City. According to imperial law, Charlot was not permitted to leave his jurisdiction. During wartime, leaving without authorization could result in charges of treason, punishable by the severest penalties.

Though the Empire’s laws were sometimes treated as a joke, ...

Chapter 237: War Is a Terrible Thing

A werewolf suddenly woke from its slumber, howling at the sky, startling the slumbering orc warriors. Many of them awoke briefly, but seeing that it was just a werewolf howling, they quickly went back to sleep. After all, wasn’t it normal for werewolves to howl?

A werewolf that didn’t howl in the middle of the night was hardly a proper werewolf.

Only this werewolf looked puzzled. It sensed an ominous energy trying to infiltrate its body and instinctively activated its combat e...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 22

Chapter 22: 990,000 Francs

Francis originally intended to stay silent—after all, if the ownership rights were in Charles’ hands and he were to sell them, Francis wouldn’t receive a penny.

However, Charles added,
“Although we’ve agreed on a buyer, we haven’t signed the contract. If Mr. Francis can sell it at a higher price, we’re willing to offer a 10% commission on the final deal price!”

Francis was taken aback. At the current price, 10% would amo...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Left Wing, Right Wing

Grevy had never felt this exhilarated before. It was as if the gates of the world had opened anew for him. In his excitement, he rushed overnight by carriage to the Armand estate.

“What happened, Grevy?” Armand emerged in his nightwear, the laughter of several women echoing from the bedroom behind him.

Grevy was unfazed, long accustomed to Armand’s peculiar preferences.

“Our army defeated the Germans at Davaus, Armand!...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: The Man with the Smiling Face

Djoka and Charles stepped out of the car in front of Francis's villa.

Waving goodbye to Browning and the others, the car sped off toward the Marne River, its engine humming. Faint gunfire echoed from the frontlines, punctuated occasionally by the rumble of artillery. Charles guessed these were the French Army’s 75mm field guns being brought to bear.

Led by the servants, the two entered the villa. In the distance, Francis a...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Transporting Troops by Taxi

Djoka planned to take a taxi back to the small town, a journey of over ten kilometers that would cost 8 sous. He believed it was worth the money; after all, it wouldn’t be long before he no longer had to worry about such trivial expenses.

However, after waiting on the street for quite some time, no vacant taxi appeared. The few that passed were fully loaded with armed French soldiers.

“This isn’t good!” Djoka frowned a...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Nearly Fooled

"One hundred thousand francs!"

Bonnet was a shrewd businessman. After breaking through Djoka's psychological defenses, he offered an enticing price.

Seeing Djoka still hesitating, Bonnet added:
"No one else would offer such a good price, Mr. Djoka. As I said, they could choose to copy it instead of spending money to buy your property rights!"

Djoka turned his gaze to Charles, clearly tempted. At a time when a worker's monthly salar...

I Became a Tycoon During World War I - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Why Should I Sell You the Cash Cow?

Bonnet was feeling quite smug.

As the owner of The Daily Post, his greatest advantage was his access to information.

The moment tanks appeared on the battlefield, he received the news—even before Gallieni got wind of it.

While Gallieni had to navigate multiple channels to obtain military intelligence, Bonnet's information came straight from the battlefield. He had arrangements with numerous mid- and lo...