MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1532 Food and slave

Circle of the sixth block, Tulip Hotel.

As an asset of the Zhao Group, this hotel has become a five-star hotel that is well-known throughout East Asia. Those who live here are either businessmen from the Hanzhong area, or dictators from the south.

Recently, however, there has been a local tyrant who has a special status and is very popular. The entire hotel was wrapped directly with twenty diamonds for a week, and ten tons of cornmeal was shot at the market in the sixth block.

One kilogram of flour can be exchanged for three credits, and ten tons of cornmeal is 30,000 credits.

In the sixth block, the money is definitely a huge sum.

These blacks seem to have no concept of showing money. In addition to the ten tons of corn noodles that have been sold, there is also a container full of corn stored in the port of Wanghai City, guarded by more than 20 fully armed soldiers.

As for the chieftain named Zaria, although he has lived in the wine cellar forest in the hotel these two days, in fact, he is not completely idle, and there are more than ten followers who went with him to the sixth block. .

Most of these people are in the market and investigate all aspects of the sixth block.

“The price of food here is very expensive, but unlike what we expected, they can produce certain food through something called 'Eden Project'. But the yield is not very high, most people still consume mutant plants. Nutritional mixture, only occasionally eat cooked food."

"Military personnel have a high status in nac. Here, about the same as ours, the military and government system is implemented. The position of the marshal is probably equivalent to the chieftain and can have many women."

"The prices of munitions here are not high. Their industrial level should be slightly stronger than ours. But whether it is population or arms reserve, we should be dominant. They will not pose a threat to us temporarily."

In the Tulip Hotel, in the top-level presidential suite, a burly black giant squatted on the knees and reported to the Zaria chief who was playing the ar somatosensory game.

Throwing the sensor in his hand to the table next to it, Zaria walked to the high-end sofa next to the strange fur, sat down, hooked the finger to the white female slave, and pointed to her own pants.

Without any rebellious action, the white woman with a mask was like a marionette, mechanically walked to the front of the Zaria chief, then slightly opened the mask and opened his mouth.

The brow gradually stretched, and the chieftain of Zaria snorted and leaned back on the sofa, his fingers "bangbang" tapping the handrail, and said carelessly.

"I care about slaves, slaves, a lot of slaves, especially those who are yellow, do you understand what I mean? If I can't complete this task, the great chief will punish me."

The chieftain is the prime minister of the "non-United Arab Emirates", the king in the orthodox sense. The king is served by the chief of the most powerful emirate, with a unified right to declare war, and the right to mediate internal war. If the two big tribes are not open, then the chiefs are obliged to mediate the contradictions between the two sides.

Not long ago, the Grand Chief issued an order that a fertile land in the former Tanzanian region would be reclaimed, requiring at least 200,000 serfs. The huge population demand has made the chiefs of the non-United Arab Emirates look beyond the farther east of Asia.

As a confidant attached to the Grand Chief, Zaria is naturally taking this task with her will. However, when he arrived in Wanghai City, the situation here made him feel wrong. The Europeans told him that the Holy Shield here had been destroyed, but he clearly saw the orange dome covering the entire sky. The soil here should be clearly no longer cultivated, but there are piles of food and various foods to buy in the market in the sixth block.

"Nac has abolished slavery, and we may find it difficult to get a slave." The black giant hesitated for a moment and said with a sigh of relief. "I tried to get in touch with the mercenary group here. They agreed to help us smuggle." Slave, but each slave asks for two tons of rice, or one ton of cornmeal."

It’s just asking for the price!

This is almost twice the price that Zaria has offered for the nac military government.

Zaria frowned and weighed in the heart whether the deal was worthwhile.

After about five or six minutes, he finally made a decision.

"First, let those people hang out, wait for me and Marshal Nac to see them, and give them a reply."

"Follow."

The black giant retired in a respectful manner, and when he left the room, he looked enviously at the white female slave under the Chief of Zaria, and then took the door.

......

After a day of recovery, Jiang Chen felt that he had come back to life. Sun Jiao did not continue to overdraw his body, but discharged a schedule.

Now that the passage between the present and the last days has been opened, there are no obstacles to travel between the two worlds. In the early morning, Xia Shiyu took Sun Jiao and they went to the world of coconut islands, and they probably came back at night.

Therefore, when Jiang Chen woke up, the whole villa was empty, so that his heart could not help but be empty and lonely.

Fortunately, Yao Yao is still intimate. At about 12 o'clock, he came back and prepared lunch for him.

I don't know if it was because of yesterday's sake. Yao Yao will now sneak out of sight when he sees Jiang Chen. The whole face is turned into a red apple, and the red is bleeding.

Coupled with the pink apron and the white silk under the skirt, this looks really stimulates the desire of male creatures to protect, but it also ignites the deepest desires of a person's heart. The evil side...

Of course, even if I think, Jiang Chen is now somewhat powerless.

Yesterday’s serious overdraft has already made his body a bit overwhelmed.

These days are still temperate.

Otherwise, it will become a problem in the future.

After eating lunch, Yao Yao took the plate into the kitchen, and Jiang Chen left the house and took a helicopter to the sixth block. On the apron near the parliament building, he saw Chunan waiting for a long time.

The Marshal respectfully followed a military ceremony of nac, Chu Nan walked next to Jiang Chen.

"The Chief of Zaria is waiting for you in the conference room. He is accompanied by a wizard, his entourage, and a slave."

"wizard?"

"Not a real wizard," Chu Nan shrugged and said with a smile. "It's just a position, probably similar to a military officer, a staff member."

"What did he want, have you said that?"

"Slaves." Chu Nan said, "They want to start a slave trade with us."

Nodded, Jiang Chen did not express a statement on this, and after a moment of contemplation, he suddenly asked.

"What do you think of the African continent?"

"A bloated and weak giant," after thinking for a moment, Chu Nan then added a sentence, "The body is carrying more than the weight of the brick."

Jiang Chen squatted slightly, then he laughed and looked at Chu Nan.

"I have exactly the same idea as you."