Even Jiang Chen himself did not expect that he would just say it casually, and he really made the crow's mouth come to an end.
After finishing lunch in a hurry, Shishi spent about five minutes changing into warm clothes and walked through the portal to return to the end of the world.
As for what happened specifically.
Let's turn the time back to a day ago.
Apocalypse, Africa, near Lake Victoria.
On the road across the grassland, trucks galloped on the road, raising rolls of dust behind them.
There were soldiers carrying guns and ammunition on the truck, and tons of supplies were transported directly from the port to the NAC African Development Zone. This scene has almost become the most unique landscape on this prairie.
Just recently, the future people developed a bumper harvest and planted the first season of crops they planted since they arrived in Africa.
Nearly 400,000 tons of rice, as well as tens of thousands of tons of cash crops such as sugarcane, cocoa, and cotton, made Feng Yuan, the future development manager in Africa, excitedly couldn't help but kneel down and kiss the soil under his feet.
There is no way, this is what people are after being hungry for a long time.
He hasn't seen it for a long time, the kind of golden yellow that can't be seen everywhere.
According to the agreement, in the future, if a person develops one million mu of land, he will pay a tax of one million mu of land to the chief every year.
In order to ensure that the NAC people are not tampering with the land area, the chief even sent his trusted wizard Lusangbo to stay in the Lake Victoria Development Zone to supervise the NAC people to count the land area.
One acre of land pays 800 kilograms of rice or corn every year, and does not mention the boxes of orange and yellow bullets that bribe the wizard, and the hundreds of thousands of acres of disaster land that were blacked out. Of course, people will not foolishly use cheap food to pay the bills in the future.
Five hundred boxes of military funds were sent to the Great Chief's palace, and a few power armors and a few boxes of specialties from North America, which made the Great Chief happy and patted Feng Yuan on the shoulder and called the Asian people a good friend of the African people.
Feng Yuan blushed embarrassedly.
In half a year, the development zone, which originally had only a dozen tents, has developed to a scale of fertile land that is now thousands of miles away.
Ten meters high concrete walls surround the settlement, and beautiful concrete apartment buildings rise up, looking like a fortress standing on a hill from a distance.
Artificial canals extend south from the shore of Lake Victoria, outlining square farmland.
Every two hundred meters, there is a sentry tower with heavy machine guns or other fixed weapons on it, and sentries standing next to it.
More than five hundred employees live in the walls, and in addition to this, there are more than 4,000 slaves of different skin colors.
But even slaves, these people's lives are definitely much better than other slaves on the African continent.As long as you are not lazy and complete tasks on time every day, people who develop in the future will not let them hungry.
In addition, there are special people who teach them how to use machinery, how to farm and how to fertilize the land.
Compared to working under Africans, they at least don’t have to carry a hoe and a bucket to the ground. The labor they put in is also very easy to save, and their efficiency is many times higher than before.
Smart and diligent people have the opportunity to escape from their slave status and become supervisors in charge of slaves, transforming from a proletariat to an accomplice of exploiting the proletariat in one fell swoop.
Everyone was full of energy, but Feng Yuan felt that he was much lazy than when he first came here.
There is no way, but this life is a bit more comfortable.
Every day, I either drive an off-road vehicle around the fields twice, or I go out to fight wild game with a hunting rifle, Lusangbo, the native wizard.
Occasionally, the chief held a palace banquet, which was one of the few social events.
Women don’t have to worry about it. Not to mention that the chief will reward him with some gifts that he doesn’t have to bring back anyway, and he can also pick up some good goods in the slave market.
Asians are more refined in aesthetics than Africans. In Africans' aesthetic concepts, a beautiful woman is a thick mouth, big breasts, and a raised butt. She is not very picky about facial features, and she even has no standard concept at all.
This also leads to the fact that those slaves with poor figures but delicate facial features are always left. Not only Feng Yuan likes to go to the slave market in Mombasa to find bargains, but many formal employees in the development zone also have this hobby.
Of course, this does not mean that Feng Yuan did nothing serious, he still made great contributions.
For example, the road from the Lake Victoria Development Zone to the port, and even the latest berths and cranes in the port were developed and built by future people.
The Zhao Group made a fortune by relying on the cement business, and some construction teams who went to Africa with the development of the Future People also made a lot of money. However, the African businessmen were so angry that they jumped because the unruly Future People Group did not let them make money at all.
A ghost will make them make money!
NAC people are not stupid.
The price of one bag of cement can sell two bags of cement. The Zhao Group will bring cement from Shanghai to a lot of cheaper.
Moreover, the amount of cement supply makes people wonder how long it took for their factory to start construction and how long it took for the local construction team to take over.
However, there was one thing that Feng Yuan did not expect.
The reason why those African businessmen... or those tribes who do business are mostly poorly managed is not entirely because they are lazy, but because doing business itself is just their side business, and the bandits' business is their main business.
Bloody survival and elimination are the norm on the prairie.
On the first Sunday after the development zone completed the last acre of land harvesting, Feng Yuan deeply understood this.
As usual, Feng Yuan threw the hunting rifle into the off-road trunk, pulled Lusangbo, the native wizard and two guards, and prepared to go to the African savanna to get some game back.
However, before the car could be driven out, they were forced back by the alarm sounded from the settlement.
What's going on?
After jumping out of the car, Feng Yuan caught an officer running towards the wall and asked hurriedly.
Report!Our grain transport team was hijacked by unknown armed forces, and ten trucks and twenty employees on the vehicles were taken hostage.Ten bodyguards, eight of whom were unfortunately killed...
Feng Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He no longer cared about the dozens of tons of food on the car, but the lives of the twenty employees.
If someone dies, he, the development zone manager, must be responsible.
What about those mercenaries?!
They said that the tribe was a relative of the chief and they dared not fight against them.We resisted to the end, but we couldn't resist too many of them.The officer gritted his teeth in anger.
Not to mention that the officer was angry, Feng Yuan was even more angry and cursed.
The bastards were rewarded a lot, but when they were letting them go to their lives, they were more cowardly than the other one.
If it were in Shanghai, even the mercenary group with a bad reputation would not say that they would leave the customer and run away without a single shot. If the goods could not be saved, it would be fine, but people would not be saved!
Report!Two kilometers ahead, unknown armed forces are approaching!
There were shouts coming from the wall.
The officer looked at Feng Yuan anxiously.
Feng Yuan immediately understood and said hurriedly.
Hurry up and go your way.
yes!The officer saluted and ran towards the stairs.
After gritting his teeth, Feng Yuan glared at Lu Sangbo, who had a calm face, and called the native wizard to go up to the wall together.He took the telescope from the soldier next to him and looked towards the road.
It doesn't matter when you look at it. After seeing it, Feng Yuan's face suddenly changed.
I have encountered militants who came to seek trouble before, but the number of people is often only two or three trucks, and at most no more than twenty guns.
The sentries on the sentry tower swept over with machine guns, and the people fled in a scattered manner.
However, now, looking at the rolling dust in the distance, Feng Yuan couldn't help but feel agitation.
At least thirty trucks came from the opposite side. I don’t know if there are heavy weapons on the truck, but based on his understanding of the African continent, the more trucks the tribe, the stronger the strength.
Moreover, these people chose the development zone to just harvest the first phase of the crop, which was a sensitive time point.
There is no doubt that the opposite side is prepared.
After finishing lunch in a hurry, Shishi spent about five minutes changing into warm clothes and walked through the portal to return to the end of the world.
As for what happened specifically.
Let's turn the time back to a day ago.
Apocalypse, Africa, near Lake Victoria.
On the road across the grassland, trucks galloped on the road, raising rolls of dust behind them.
There were soldiers carrying guns and ammunition on the truck, and tons of supplies were transported directly from the port to the NAC African Development Zone. This scene has almost become the most unique landscape on this prairie.
Just recently, the future people developed a bumper harvest and planted the first season of crops they planted since they arrived in Africa.
Nearly 400,000 tons of rice, as well as tens of thousands of tons of cash crops such as sugarcane, cocoa, and cotton, made Feng Yuan, the future development manager in Africa, excitedly couldn't help but kneel down and kiss the soil under his feet.
There is no way, this is what people are after being hungry for a long time.
He hasn't seen it for a long time, the kind of golden yellow that can't be seen everywhere.
According to the agreement, in the future, if a person develops one million mu of land, he will pay a tax of one million mu of land to the chief every year.
In order to ensure that the NAC people are not tampering with the land area, the chief even sent his trusted wizard Lusangbo to stay in the Lake Victoria Development Zone to supervise the NAC people to count the land area.
One acre of land pays 800 kilograms of rice or corn every year, and does not mention the boxes of orange and yellow bullets that bribe the wizard, and the hundreds of thousands of acres of disaster land that were blacked out. Of course, people will not foolishly use cheap food to pay the bills in the future.
Five hundred boxes of military funds were sent to the Great Chief's palace, and a few power armors and a few boxes of specialties from North America, which made the Great Chief happy and patted Feng Yuan on the shoulder and called the Asian people a good friend of the African people.
Feng Yuan blushed embarrassedly.
In half a year, the development zone, which originally had only a dozen tents, has developed to a scale of fertile land that is now thousands of miles away.
Ten meters high concrete walls surround the settlement, and beautiful concrete apartment buildings rise up, looking like a fortress standing on a hill from a distance.
Artificial canals extend south from the shore of Lake Victoria, outlining square farmland.
Every two hundred meters, there is a sentry tower with heavy machine guns or other fixed weapons on it, and sentries standing next to it.
More than five hundred employees live in the walls, and in addition to this, there are more than 4,000 slaves of different skin colors.
But even slaves, these people's lives are definitely much better than other slaves on the African continent.As long as you are not lazy and complete tasks on time every day, people who develop in the future will not let them hungry.
In addition, there are special people who teach them how to use machinery, how to farm and how to fertilize the land.
Compared to working under Africans, they at least don’t have to carry a hoe and a bucket to the ground. The labor they put in is also very easy to save, and their efficiency is many times higher than before.
Smart and diligent people have the opportunity to escape from their slave status and become supervisors in charge of slaves, transforming from a proletariat to an accomplice of exploiting the proletariat in one fell swoop.
Everyone was full of energy, but Feng Yuan felt that he was much lazy than when he first came here.
There is no way, but this life is a bit more comfortable.
Every day, I either drive an off-road vehicle around the fields twice, or I go out to fight wild game with a hunting rifle, Lusangbo, the native wizard.
Occasionally, the chief held a palace banquet, which was one of the few social events.
Women don’t have to worry about it. Not to mention that the chief will reward him with some gifts that he doesn’t have to bring back anyway, and he can also pick up some good goods in the slave market.
Asians are more refined in aesthetics than Africans. In Africans' aesthetic concepts, a beautiful woman is a thick mouth, big breasts, and a raised butt. She is not very picky about facial features, and she even has no standard concept at all.
This also leads to the fact that those slaves with poor figures but delicate facial features are always left. Not only Feng Yuan likes to go to the slave market in Mombasa to find bargains, but many formal employees in the development zone also have this hobby.
Of course, this does not mean that Feng Yuan did nothing serious, he still made great contributions.
For example, the road from the Lake Victoria Development Zone to the port, and even the latest berths and cranes in the port were developed and built by future people.
The Zhao Group made a fortune by relying on the cement business, and some construction teams who went to Africa with the development of the Future People also made a lot of money. However, the African businessmen were so angry that they jumped because the unruly Future People Group did not let them make money at all.
A ghost will make them make money!
NAC people are not stupid.
The price of one bag of cement can sell two bags of cement. The Zhao Group will bring cement from Shanghai to a lot of cheaper.
Moreover, the amount of cement supply makes people wonder how long it took for their factory to start construction and how long it took for the local construction team to take over.
However, there was one thing that Feng Yuan did not expect.
The reason why those African businessmen... or those tribes who do business are mostly poorly managed is not entirely because they are lazy, but because doing business itself is just their side business, and the bandits' business is their main business.
Bloody survival and elimination are the norm on the prairie.
On the first Sunday after the development zone completed the last acre of land harvesting, Feng Yuan deeply understood this.
As usual, Feng Yuan threw the hunting rifle into the off-road trunk, pulled Lusangbo, the native wizard and two guards, and prepared to go to the African savanna to get some game back.
However, before the car could be driven out, they were forced back by the alarm sounded from the settlement.
What's going on?
After jumping out of the car, Feng Yuan caught an officer running towards the wall and asked hurriedly.
Report!Our grain transport team was hijacked by unknown armed forces, and ten trucks and twenty employees on the vehicles were taken hostage.Ten bodyguards, eight of whom were unfortunately killed...
Feng Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He no longer cared about the dozens of tons of food on the car, but the lives of the twenty employees.
If someone dies, he, the development zone manager, must be responsible.
What about those mercenaries?!
They said that the tribe was a relative of the chief and they dared not fight against them.We resisted to the end, but we couldn't resist too many of them.The officer gritted his teeth in anger.
Not to mention that the officer was angry, Feng Yuan was even more angry and cursed.
The bastards were rewarded a lot, but when they were letting them go to their lives, they were more cowardly than the other one.
If it were in Shanghai, even the mercenary group with a bad reputation would not say that they would leave the customer and run away without a single shot. If the goods could not be saved, it would be fine, but people would not be saved!
Report!Two kilometers ahead, unknown armed forces are approaching!
There were shouts coming from the wall.
The officer looked at Feng Yuan anxiously.
Feng Yuan immediately understood and said hurriedly.
Hurry up and go your way.
yes!The officer saluted and ran towards the stairs.
After gritting his teeth, Feng Yuan glared at Lu Sangbo, who had a calm face, and called the native wizard to go up to the wall together.He took the telescope from the soldier next to him and looked towards the road.
It doesn't matter when you look at it. After seeing it, Feng Yuan's face suddenly changed.
I have encountered militants who came to seek trouble before, but the number of people is often only two or three trucks, and at most no more than twenty guns.
The sentries on the sentry tower swept over with machine guns, and the people fled in a scattered manner.
However, now, looking at the rolling dust in the distance, Feng Yuan couldn't help but feel agitation.
At least thirty trucks came from the opposite side. I don’t know if there are heavy weapons on the truck, but based on his understanding of the African continent, the more trucks the tribe, the stronger the strength.
Moreover, these people chose the development zone to just harvest the first phase of the crop, which was a sensitive time point.
There is no doubt that the opposite side is prepared.
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