Chapter 489: Expansion

In Atlanta, within a manor surrounded by dense forests. The television in the hall was also broadcasting news about the NHSAA national competition.

"Although the NHSAA competition committee did not acknowledge the instrument mentioned by Andre, several legendary mages and martial arts masters have endorsed this monitoring device. That is to say, the images and data monitored by the Georgia Sports Television reporter at the time were actually credible."

"I also believe it's true. Our Lucky Prince had no reason to lie. Divine power did indeed intervene in the battle."

"Then the sword strike with which Andre defeated Williams is terrifyingly significant. Retired boxing champion Desaro Punk said in a post-match interview that the situation Andre faced was no less than challenging a legend with the strength of a ninth-level mana professional. And he did it. Using tactics, he knocked Williams off the stage with just one sword strike."

"Speaking of that sword strike, can we replay the footage? I want to savor it again. Truly a marvelous strike. Its brilliance can even overshadow all the matches this season in the professional league."

A wine glass flew over, instantly shattering and burning the television.

On the sofa in front of it, Margaret Wiltonstein showed displeasure: "Cleo, venting your anger on someone else's belongings—where are your manners?"

"You can kick me out."

Cleo replied with a sneer: "I don't want to see that guy's face right now, OK? I've said it."

Rodrigo Wiltonstein on the other side spread his hands: "But now, we still have to hear the latest news about him—"

He had intended to mock his elder brother, but under Cleo's fierce glare, Rodrigo swallowed the rest of his words.

"Can you two keep quiet, OK?"

Margaret rubbed her forehead wearily and gestured to her assistant Edward Bloom: "Continue. Don't mind them."

"—In fact, Andre's current wealth has exceeded one hundred billion gold shields. Over a month ago, he took over from the Benedict family assets worth 35 billion gold shields, including the Atlantic Intercontinental Bank. Then numerous capitalists led by Brooks Dante are planning to participate in the second round of financing for Sunrise Electric Retail Company. Based on what we know, their minimum valuation for Sunrise Electric Retail Company is 50 billion gold shields."

Edward Bloom's expression was grave: "Next is Sunrise Media Company. The influence of the American Political Television Station built by Nanette Drew is growing daily, quickly covering the business and political circles of the East and West Coasts. Subscribers reached 17 million in just three months. They even plan to move the station's headquarters to Abraham. Additionally, Sunrise Media Company, using funds from the Atlantic Intercontinental Bank, completed the acquisition of two media organizations, bringing its fixed assets to 3.2 billion gold shields and subscribers to 70 million. It now has strong influence nationwide. It was selected by 'American Wealth Magazine' as one of the three emerging media forces since the 1990s, with limitless potential."

"Then there's Sunrise Biopharmaceutical. We don't know much about that side. But this biopharmaceutical company, originally a subsidiary of Light Demon, has sales of several billion gold shields and a large amount of assets and patents. Its valuation should not be less than three billion—"

"Then there's his Alliance Wings Fleet, which not only helps him support an elite armed force of over two thousand but also brings him a net income of over three billion gold shields annually. Notably, the Targaryen family and the Teutonic Cross are also rapidly aligning with him."

"Besides that, Andre's copyright income from 'Rage War King' and endorsement income are also terrifyingly high. I've already introduced the former; now I'll mainly talk about his endorsement income. It is estimated that the companies he endorses will provide him with up to 500 million gold shields in endorsement fees annually. But that's just a small part. The most frightening are Andre's exclusive products. The Lucky Bracelet created for him by Nathan Sports Group has sold over 850,000 units so far. From this single product, Andre earns over 500 million gold shields. The Lucky Prince Set launched by Nathan Sports Group is also selling well. This is a complete set of ninth-level professional equipment including sports shoes, sportswear, armor, and helmets, priced at 129,999 gold shields. Sales are booming, especially the women's version, which has been hot since its release two months ago. Projected sales may reach 70,000 sets. Andre gets at least a 5% share from it."

"I personally estimate that after defeating Williams, Andre will trigger a nationwide sales craze, bringing him at least 4.5 billion gold shields in sales commissions within six months."

"That much?" Rodrigo's face darkened: "Are you miscalculating, Edward?"

"It can only be more, not less. Currently, analysis programs about that match have astonishing ratings. Companies designing exclusive products for him include Elizabeth Cosmetics, Titan Communications, and Catilo Apparel. His ability to drive sales among women was already strong, and now he has attracted a large number of genuine fighting fans as followers. Now even Norfolk Motors is tempted, planning to create a Lucky Prince version of women's sports car based on the 'Lotus' sports car, themed around youth and sports."

"And thanks to this immense wealth, besides the two full armored regiments he is building, he has also hired three legends in the past two months. The Mitchell Group and Light Demon Industries are his allies. This gives him reliable channels to hire powerful mana professionals. It's hard for our people to infiltrate."

Edward Bloom smiled bitterly: "In short, due to Andre's super-strong money-making ability, his power is growing day by day."

"Shit!"

Cleo cursed: "Is this the result of our month-long efforts to contain him?"

"Our wealth is now on a similar order of magnitude, so containment has limited effect. In fact, in terms of cash flow and influence, his strength has surpassed ours. Media, banks, sales channels—this already has the rudiments of a financial group."

Margaret's face was as dark as water: "Now we can only wait for him to enter the dark world, or hope for the Dragon Witch Cult's counterattack."

"I said long ago, we should have torn him apart early! The sooner the better."

At that moment, a robust middle-aged man in a major general's uniform pushed open the door and entered. He had a face as hard as rock, and his demeanor was cold yet wild.

The three present perked up. This was Conshuri's adopted son, their younger brother Christian Wiltonstein.

Margaret even spoke with anticipation: "Chris, you've brought good news, right?"

"Fairly smooth. That one has responded. He will return from the Old Continent in at most two months and will make a move for Mother's sake. However—"

Christian paused: "The Dragon Witch Cult's counterattack will come before us. They have prepared a big scene for Andre this time. According to a certain Red Priest, it will make Andre Lee Wiltonstein feel heart-wrenching pain and thus respect the power of the Dragon Witch Cult. I think we can wait and see."