Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds Chapter 470 – Chapter 470: 470

Chapter 470: 470
Little Man Is Still Better

Four days passed in a flash.

It had been seven days since the meeting with Ah Fu ended.

The follow-up actions of the five nations had already been fully launched. The secret financial allocation had already been made, the materials had been shipped, the orders had been confirmed, and the first phase of Zhuerban's transformation and reconstruction had already begun.

The port of Zhuerban was the first to restore its logistics capacity.

The first batch of soldiers, engineers, and scientists from the five countries had already arrived. A simple base had been built in the capital of Biragon. All kinds of research equipment, special materials, and supplies had arrived by land, sea, and air. The area around Moani had been sealed off by the five countries.

The five strongest countries on the planet had joined forces to block everything related to Biagon.

News of the insect disaster did not appear on the Internet at all. Whether it was the Biragons outside Moani, the Comorans who witnessed the insect disaster, or other witnesses, even if they saw a supernatural phenomenon that subverted decades of life, they could not share it with the world. This was a deception plan jointly promoted by the five permanent members of the United Nations. No country, company, or even individual dared to resist.

Because anyone with a sense of reason knew why permanent members were permanent members.

Even the prying eyes of regional powers such as Germany, Japan, and India were forcefully isolated.

Because the big brothers had to eat first.

After all, they had spent money!

And there were quite a few of them.

Leaving China aside for the time being, the United States, Britain, and France finally experienced the feeling of core technology being stuck. According to estimates, the hive was at least 1,000 meters underground, or even deeper. At this distance, even a bowl-sized drilling well would take a long time to prepare, not to mention digging a take-off and landing tunnel with a radius of at least ten meters to transport personnel and even large equipment…

With the current technology and industrial capabilities, it would take a month to explore, draw, propose, and prove a paper plan. It was a terrifyingly huge project.

But someone said that it was possible.

In fact, on the fourth day of the meeting, the King of Cormora awkwardly submitted a proposal to the five heads of state. This was the shortest, crudest, and greediest proposal the leaders had ever seen.

The company's name was ” African Weapons Sceptre-Leagu “. It was written by the chairman, Kant. It was concise and comprehensive. The main text was divided into a few lines, making it difficult to read.

The first line.

I can help you dig a vertical tunnel.

The second line.

It could be done in three days, and it was very sturdy.

The third line.

“But you have to pay the patent fee and technical fee. The tunnel you dug out is of course mine. If you want to build an elevator, you have to pay the rent. If you want to send people and things through this road, you have to pay the toll.

Another note was added.

“I won't charge any customs duties, lest you say that we Chinese are calculative.”

The commanders of the western world were naturally furious. F * ck, how could anyone do business like this? They would either buy out the construction costs in one go, or dig it out at their own expense and collect the toll. This guy actually wanted all of them. He was really shameless.

Even the landlord did not have any surplus food. Although the funds for the Zhuerban operation were allocated through the special budget, they could not just throw money into a bottomless pit, especially when Kant's patent fees and technology fees were 50 billion US dollars. This sky-high price was enough to reach the asteroid belt.

The two sides naturally started a tug-of-war. This kind of asking price was too ridiculous. The key was that if there was this time, there might be a next time. 50 billion today, 50 billion tomorrow. Even if the US government started the money printing machine, it would not be able to withstand it. Fortunately, that bastard was not thick-skinned enough to shout out 50 billion for each family.

After a series of cuts, it finally reached a price of eight billion USD.

In Kant's words,” This work will help to promote the scientific and technological advancement of human society. It will benefit all of humanity. It's not too much for me to charge every Earthling a dollar, right? As a responsible global power, it's not too much for you to pay such a small amount of money for the people of Earth, right?”

.. It was alright.

It's in installments.

Kant also promised that the portion of the payment that was no less than six billion USD would be paid in terms of military arms, scientific research, industrial products, and resources from various countries. There was no need for money, only goods.

It didn't matter if the model was a little old or the technology was a little low.

The key was that it was cheap, durable, and of good quality.

This was very comfortable.

These monopolized high-end industrial and technological products were extremely profitable. The five largest arms dealers in the world heaved a sigh of relief. The 1.6 billion US dollars that were evenly distributed to each country was not worth much when converted into goods sold to the outside world. Moreover, they could also boost the domestic economy through orders. It was cost-effective.

As for why Kant wanted to buy firearms…It was most likely to arm the Nicoan army in Comora, or to recruit and form a security force. Such a small matter was up to him.

After all, he was still a huge threat without the Military Fire.

However, he still couldn't sell the high-tech ones.

In short, with this order alone, in terms of profit, AWTL instantly entered the top 500 companies in the world.

After the discussion, King Komoira handed Kant's letter of thanks with an awkward expression.

” Bosses, you're so generous. If you have the chance to make a fortune in the future, take good care of me.”

There was even an advertisement attached.

” AWTL offers a series of high-quality services such as mining, excavation, ghost hunting, robbery, artificial rainfall, express delivery, and intimidation. It's designed for high-end customers.

“The company is strong and has deep exchanges and cooperation with the five permanent members. It has an outstanding employee who is also the chairman of the board. He is extremely professional…”

“More business areas are being developed.”

” Please identify the African Weapon Scepter Union. Please identify the AWTL.”

F * ck.

Then, he casually signed the contract.

The contract was also very simple. There were no detailed terms and regulations on the obligations and responsibilities of both parties. There were no details that the lawyer had to wrack his brains over. It was as simple as the tender.

” Kant, dig a passage to the hive in three days.”

“China, the United States, Russia, Britain, and France are responsible for paying the money.”

” A total of six billion USD worth of goods and two billion USD worth of cash.”

” As for what to buy, we'll talk about it after Kant has decided.”

” Kant has the final right to interpret this contract.”

“And both parties can tear up the contract at any time.”

“No more.”

However, another clause was added immediately after.

” If there are other countries that want to get a share of the profits, you have to lie with me and tell me more about the money. If you earn their money, I'll give you a kickback.”

Fuck.

The leaders didn't know whether to laugh or cry as they signed the most ridiculous and casual contract they had ever signed in their lives. This contract was full of loopholes. Even law majors could pick out dozens of irregular and overlooked places. If they wanted to go back on their word, there were a hundred ways, but none of the five adults had such plans.

They didn't know whether to laugh or cry at first, but then they fell into deep thought.

In the end, he shook his head.

There was only one reason for the appearance of this flawed and extremely imprecise business contract.

That was, the person who drafted it believed that this was the strictest and strongest contract in the world.

How arrogant.

Extraordinaires.

After the contract was signed, the leaders wondered if they could make a fuss about the payment in installments. After all, they could not always be controlled by that fellow. No matter how crazy Kant was, he would not go to the extent of making a scene in the territories of various countries just because a batch of goods arrived a few days late. They had to slowly test the bottom line for such matters.

However, not long after this thought appeared, the information sent by Zhuerban made their faces darken.

The underground passage was dug through.

It was deep and dark.

It led straight to the endless abyss.

It was just a little small…

The radius was about four meters.

– F * ck! Didn't they say that the radius was at least ten meters?

The protest reached the King of Cormora and he quickly received a reply.

“Dig in stages.” Chairman Kang replied,” You have to renovate and build the facilities on the surface of Zhuerban. The promised assistance and payment have to be delivered as soon as possible.”

It was only then that the leaders realized how piercing the words ” Kant has the final right to explain ” were.

However, they soon forgot about this matter.

The elite special forces of the five nations carried oxygen tanks and exploration equipment as they descended through the deep underground passage and arrived at the vast and terrifying hive. The loyal soldiers who were completely skilled in politics were shocked and terrified when they saw the scene.

Humans were raised.

They were raised and harvested in some incomprehensible and advanced way.

The locusts were sleeping quietly.

The hive seemed to be beating and breathing.

It was as if he was alive.

It was like a scene from a science fiction novel.

The photos and reports were sent out, the exploration team returned, and the eager scientists applied to enter.

They needed to discuss and formulate a plan. They needed to develop a plan for exploration and the establishment of a temporary platform. The think tank team and professionals had to start working. There were still many things to do.

The leaders were already very busy and had to pay attention to the progress of this matter. For a moment, they did not have the time to argue with Kant. There were indeed many things to do.

They felt that the first thing they had to do was to establish a way to communicate directly with Kant.

The elites of the intelligence department quickly found a way out.

He heard that Kant had just started a new company and seemed to value it very much.

If he wanted to buy a large number of firearms, he definitely needed to arm a force.

Based on his browsing history on indescribable websites and his activity records in China.

This person was a lustful virgin.

He likes young and beautiful women with excellent body development.

So…

The intelligence agencies of various countries, which had been lacking in integrity for a long time, had a plan.

As for Kant?

“Son, do you know how to make a big fireball?”

“.. Yes.”

“Son, do you know how to draw talismans to catch ghosts?”

“.. Yes.”

“Son, can you fly into the sky?”

“.. Yes.”

“Son, are you still single?”

“.. Get lost!”

This cruel conversation happened between mother and son. In fact, blood would be spilled within five sentences. It was basically the rule of communication between Kant's family members. It was basically Mother Kang bullying Kant, and Kant bullying Father Kang.

A kind of food chain.

The family had been separated for some time, and it was even more so for Kant. Even if he did not mention the two years in the other world, it had been a long time since they last met. He had even been kidnapped.

After Kant's parents took a private plane back to the country from their base in Djibouti, he settled the matters in Komora and teleported back home to reunite with his parents.

When Kant and Father Kang were on the big adventure at Corolla, Mother Kang was in a state of fear at the Djibouti base. When mother and son reunited, they should have been crying and hugging each other. In fact, Kant was overthinking things. After his mother confirmed that he was fine, she pulled him to perform.

Spit fire.

Freezing Ice.

Boxing.

Floating in the air.

Backflip.

Picking up items from afar.

Shattering matter.

And… Kill a chicken with your eyes.

Damn it, compared to this, the talent show when they were young was simply weak.

The talent show ended with the most famous chicken that had ever died on Earth being stewed in a pot.

However, the reason why adults were cruel and heartless was that they still wanted to attack you after enjoying the talent show.

Kant was stabbed.

“Aiya, my son.” Nanny Kang pretended to wipe her tears.” How did you become so capable? Could it be that what the Japanese said is true? Can one become a mage by maintaining one's innocence?”

Kant sighed. There are still people watching.”

Little Man sat on the sofa and hugged a pillow, chuckling.

Nanny Kang looked at Xiao Man, who was half-buried in the pillow and had a glint in his eyes. Then, she looked at her son, who was avoiding her gaze. She seemed to understand something and swallowed the teasing words that were on the tip of her tongue.

When a family was reunited, they naturally had to sit together and eat and talk.

He also invited Uncle Wang and Little Man-besides the fact that the two families had been close for generations, Uncle Wang had done his best for Father Kang, so he had to thank him.

At the dining table, Kang De's parents and Uncle Wang sat on one side while Kang De and Xiao Man sat on the other.

Uncle Wang's gaze on Kant was as sharp as a knife.

“Uncle…” Kant could not take it anymore and begged for mercy.” I was wrong, I was wrong…”

The reason for this was because Kant had once again become a hands-off manager.

On the other hand, the one who replaced him in dealing with the five permanent members was the king, a tool.

As a Chinese, whether it was the hive or his own value, the Chinese side had their own ideas. Kant pushed all kinds of ideas for cooperation, probing, and communication to Uncle Wang.

Poor Wang Yongzhi. He didn't do anything, and when he woke up, he found himself stuffed into a bellows.

Both sides were bullied.

To a certain extent, Wang Yongzhi could be Kant's representative. This meant that he would have many opportunities, status, and even special privileges. However, there were some people who could not do anything to Kant, but it would be relatively easy to control Wang Yongzhi. This meant that all the pressure would be transferred to him.

Those who did not have eyes and used their power to suppress others could naturally resist, but how could they refuse a reasonable and emotional plea? Old superior, old boss, old class monitor, old leader, do you dare not answer these calls? Did he dare not meet these people? These people are talking to you with snot and tears, and you still dare to sit there?

“I've really been tormented to death by you.”

Uncle Wang glared at him fiercely.

Kant cracked open a bottle of Remy Martin and filled Uncle Wang's glass. He then made a casual gesture to show that he was apologizing. He smiled obsequiously and said,” It's like this. Your nephew, I, am crazy. When I see the leader, I will easily become a fool. I have already scolded the French president several times in front of him. How could I dare to meet that lord? I'm scared.”

” However, I can't just sit around and do nothing in the country. I'm Chinese, so I still have to do what I need to do. However, I'm not someone who can be ordered to do things by anyone. So, I'll have to ask you to be in the middle to smooth things out and turn things around…”

“Look, wasn't the previous collaboration with Zhuerban quite good?”

It was more than good.

He had immediately contacted China after the discussion and finalized the plan. The country would directly transfer people from Djibouti, travel light and fast, and arrive quickly. Kant would use his teleportation ability to send all the construction vehicles, combat vehicles, and logistics vehicles that were prepared in China directly across half the world to Beirut. He had won the initiative for China and shocked the other four countries, forcing them to modify their plans and increase the strength and quality of their delivery.

After all, China had already sent infantry vehicles over. They had to be equipped with stronger heavy firepower, right?

Kant felt that it was a pity.

At that time, he had urged the country to send an armored regiment over in one step. It would definitely stimulate the American Empire to scream and pile all kinds of American equipment here like dumplings. Unfortunately, the country was still mature and prudent. They felt that it was a pity that a country could not be so arrogant.

Sigh, my equipment.

Moani's arms race still needed to be intensified.

He prepared in his heart and said,” It won't take too long. Don't worry. It won't take too long. If anyone makes you feel wronged, just tell me. I'll kill him…”

“Alright, alright. Let's not talk about this today.”

Uncle Wang waved his hand and said,” Little brat, I've already helped you. You have to know why I helped you today.”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at his daughter.

Then, Xiao Man kicked him under the table.

The splashed water mouthed the words “none of your business” with a fierce look in her eyes.

“Let's drink, let's drink.” He sighed in his heart and picked up his wine glass.” We're not talking about state affairs today.”

[Little Man, are you really not anxious at all?]

It was a banquet. The host and guest were happy, but each had their own thoughts. At night, Kant lay in bed. His phone rang. Little Man asked,” Are you leaving tomorrow?”

” Yes,” Kant replied.” I'm going back.”

The custom-made parts that he had entrusted to the country had also been distributed. The first phase of construction in Zhuerban had been completed, and the situation was temporarily stable. It was time to return to the other world.

It wasn't just the dragon race's invitation to battle.

He still had to meet someone.

He needed more answers about the Graywind Insect Swarm and the Sound of Destruction.

“Have you told Auntie?”

“Not yet.”

“Have you thought about how to say it?”

“No, I haven't.”

“Then what should we do?”

“I'll ask my dad to help me say it tomorrow.”

“.. What is your dad going to say?”

“I don't care. If he doesn't want to help me, I'll contact the president of the United States and ask him to send a female spy to seduce my father. After I get the photo, I'll tell my mother.”

There was a thud on the wall behind the bed.

They chatted until very late at night, talking about everything until they fell asleep.

Early in the morning.

When Kant woke up, he could hear the sounds of pots and pans coming from the kitchen. He pushed open the door and saw a familiar figure busying himself in the kitchen. Little Man poured the soy milk she had bought into a cup. When she saw him come out, she looked up and smiled.

Behind him, his mother walked out with fried eggs and sausages.

“Get lost after eating.”

She hugged Xiao Man and hugged her. She looked at Kant.” You're heartless. Xiao Man is still the best.”

[PS 1: 5,000 words…] Ah, isn't this kind of thing called a crossdresser too scary?

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