The Times newspaper took the capital and the surrounding cities by storm.
The first day The Times newspaper was released to the market, although it shocked a lot of people, not everyone bought the newspaper.
This was just the beginning.
After the second day, it was then they realized the uniqueness of The Times newspaper.
Compared to yesterday’s news, the news was different. It was then many began to realize how they had underestimatedThe Times newspaper.
The Times newspaper was not going to keep repeating the same news but different news each day.
How could the people not be shocked?
From the third day, the sales of The Times newspaper surged. Almost everyone bought the newspaper.
In the era where information was a luxury, The Times newspaper came just at the right time.
The Times newspaper not only covered all the news in the capital but covered all the news in both Wuyu City and Crane City.
People from the capital could learn what was going on in Wuyu City and Crane City without leaving the comfort of their homes.
Likewise, those from Wuyu City and Crane City could learn all the juicy news in the capital.
One of the notable news was the death of a group of mercenaries.
They were killed by the Mist Crying Toad—one of the deadly Tier-2 Beasts.
The Times news covered the story and the images of the mercenaries’ dead bodies were displayed.
With the warning from the newspaper, many mercenaries were able to avoid the location of the Mist Crying Toad.
Also, families of the fallen mercenaries were able to retrieve their bodies.
From this, the importance of The Times newspaper was revealed.
Apart from the daily news, children could read short stories. This captivated many kids.
Inside the Broken Moon Consortium, Qiu Yan sat behind her desk, lost in work.
"Young Miss, we have a response," a middle-aged woman entered the room and said.
"Oh, tell me," Qiu Yan raised her head from her work.
"The scholar has agreed to work for us," she announced.
"I knew it. With the rising popularity of the newspaper, how could he reject our offer?" A bright smile appeared on Qiu Yan’s face.
"Bring him and let him sign the contract," she commanded.
"Yes, Young Miss..." Her voice trailed off.
"Is there something else?" Qiu Yan asked, creasing her brow.
"Young Miss, we’ve found many people snooping around the consortium and the media house. Also, we found many strange men around the printing building," she announced.
Qiu Yan was not surprised. She had expected such action. Since her consortium was not the Thousand Wealth Chamber, some greedy bastard would try to find her secret.
Unfortunately for them, they were mistaken.
Everything belongs to the Thousand Wealth Chamber.
Although she was not scared, she needed to inform the Thousand Wealth Chamber.
With that, she left her office and used the secret path to leave the Consortium.
"So, they have begun to act?" Mo Jian asked, looking at Qiu Yan.
"Yes, Young Master," she nodded.
"Good. That’s good news." He took a sip from his spirit tea, unbothered by the news.
Seeing this, Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment before her face contorted into confusion.
Why is it good news? She tilted her head to the side, her confusion deepened.
"Young Master, can you please enlighten me? I’m still new to this field," she asked respectfully.
She was merely following Mo Jian’s lead, and she knew if she was going to excel in this new profession,
She had to learn from him.
Looking at her, Mo Jian was pleased. If she had not tried to find out why this was good news,
He wouldn’t have hesitated to take The Times newspaper from her control.
"Do you know what the media is? Hmm? Let me rephrase my question. Do you know the power of the newspaper?" Mo Jian asked seriously.
Qiu Yan thought for a moment. Apart from informing the people of the daily news, she couldn’t think of the power in that.
She shook her head. "No, Young Master."
Mo Jian opened his mouth, slow and deliberate. "The power to the people’s heart."
"Think of it, if we control what people know and learn, what do you think will happen?" he asked but did not wait for her to respond as he continued.
"We can sway their hearts. Turn friends into foes. Start war or end it. Just think of it."
"For example, those families that retrieved the bodies of their loved ones with the help of the newspaper. How do you think they view the newspaper?"
"They will develop trust in us. Thus, if one day we announce those dead bodies were killed by the Governor’s guards, what do you think will happen?"
The more Qiu Yan learned about how to use the newspaper, the more her shock deepened.
She realized she had underestimated the power she wielded. This was not mere telling news, it was a hidden weapon.
"I believe you understand what I’m trying to say," Mo Jian asked.
"Yes, Young Master. I understand," she replied.
"Good. Now, what do you think we’re going to do to those poking around?"
"We expose them through the newspaper," she responded without thinking.
"You are catching up. You must make it believable by invoking the people’s emotion."
"For example, the headline can start : Help! The Times is under attack."
"But before you start this, you must have gathered sufficient information about these people. If possible, capture them, and if you can’t, that’s not a problem."
"Use the camera to capture one of them snooping around. That would do it."
"Like a story, you would reveal everything to the public. It must be comprehensive and emotional."
Mo Jian stopped speaking and took a sip from his tea to soothe his throat.
"Young Master, I understand," Qiu Yan said seriously.
From what she learned from him, many ideas had come to her mind.
Now, fighting their enemies does not require pointing their sword to their throat.
They could finish them through the power of the people.
Just thinking of how she would make her enemies cower in fear excited her.