I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1541: Upstarts

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This is not a city hall, it is a palace. The giant ivory carved in marble stands on both sides of the entrance of the city hall, and after this is the more magnificent Dali city building. The style of the entire building is European, but the layout is also a bit Arabic.

There was a row of black guards standing at the door. The bayonet sniper rifle stood on the chest with a bayonet. It made people wonder why the guards on duty should bring sniper rifles. Why should a bayonet be inserted on the rifle?

All the guards are more than two meters tall, which makes one wonder if these people are charred mutants. They had probably been injected with genetic drugs, and they didn't have any outer wear. They were only wearing a tiger or leopard coat, with dark green patterns on their faces, and shiny black military boots on their soles.

The ability to put together such a uniform set of equipment is enough to demonstrate the strength of this great chief.

"Please here." Lu Sangbo in the wizard's robe made a request gesture and took Feng Yuan and his assistant to the city hall. As for other people, including NAC guards, All were left outside the city hall.

The four-meter-wide mahogany door opens, behind which is a red carpet covered with the entire hall, various tropical fruits are placed on the table, and various barbecues sprinkled with spices.

Looking at the rich food at the table, Feng Yuan and the assistant next to him swallowed involuntarily. This thing is set a table in the sixth block, I'm just afraid of thousands of credit points. The salary of the two of them added up to save for another half a year, and it was almost enough to get together such a table.

As for those fruits, do n’t even think about it ...

Of course, in order not to be underestimated by these indigenous people, Feng Yuan did not focus on the food, but endured the attractive fragrance, crossed the table full of rich food, and looked at with a smile Chief Duamand in the first place.

Not a burly figure. It ’s only about one meter and eight points in size, and there are n’t many wrinkles on his face. It ’s about 40 years old. Leaning openly on the tiger leather chair, with his right hand lazily supporting the chin, it is very lethal to the eyes, as fierce as a vulture.

Do n’t dare to say how strong his means are, but just stared at it, I ’m just afraid that the one who killed had more than a hundred digits.

Feng Yuan made a silent assessment in his heart.

The legend is this one, uniting the chaotic tribes, forming the current non-UAE, and driving the South African Union off the sea. Then he took his tribe and his slaves and migrated from barren North Africa to the rich south.

Tens of thousands of slaves from India, South Asia, and even distant East Asia are working for him, and thousands of soldiers who have fled from all over Europe have fled to him. On this road, slaves meant strength, whether as cannon fodder or serf, only a huge slave could maintain the economy of a tribe.

After hearing NAC ’s proposal, Chief Du Aman immediately became interested in this new mode of cooperation. He has about a hundred thousand slaves from South Asia, but the cultivated farmland is only more than 2 million mu, evenly divided into 20 mu.

It is not that these slaves are not working, but that the efficiency is too low. Without a factory that produces agricultural tools, there is naturally no mechanized planting equipment. More than a dozen harvesters in the warehouse were ordered from the Pan-Asian cooperation before the war. Although the original warranty was promised, the agricultural machinery company had not known how many years it had closed down. Too.

"Respected Chief Du Aman, the scumbag is Feng Yuan from the New Pan-Asian Cooperation. This is my assistant Yuan Liwei. On behalf of the entire military and civilian of NAC and His Majesty the Supreme Marshal, I would like to offer you kindness and respect. "After punching his chest with a right fist and giving a standard NAC salute to the chieftain sitting in the first place, Feng Yuan took a contract from the assistant next to him and handed it to the tribal warrior coming to him, nodding and smiling. , "We came here in compliance with the agreement, for the common prosperity of the African continent."

"Please sit down, Mr. Feng Yuan." Chief Du Aman reached out and gestured to the long table full of food, and said in French, "We can talk while eating."

The banquet began.

The woman wearing gold ornaments came up with gold utensils and poured wine for Feng Yuan ’s glass. Most of these maids are dark-skinned, and a few whites. Sitting on both sides of the long table were nobles from the Gangya tribe. Feng Yuan carefully observed that the closer the noble was to the chief, the more teeth hung on his neck. As for Chief Du Aman, who was sitting at the top, his neck was almost covered with golden fangs.

Although gold is not a rare thing in Wanghai, there is no surplus to this degree.

Chief Zaria is not in this column. It is estimated that his identity is probably similar to that of Duamand, not his courtier. Feng Yuan has not yet fully understood what the non-United Arab Emirates political system is all about.

The nobles were happily facing the meat, and Feng Yuan and his assistant Yuan Liwei kept reaching out to the plate full of fruit. Du Aman noticed this, so he beckoned to the maid closest to him and whispered a few words.

Soon, a whole plate of cut dragon fruit was served.

Even if he tried hard to restrain the shock in his heart, Feng Yuan's eyelids couldn't help but jump hard.

Not to mention eating it, after waking up from the dormant cabin, he had never seen it before. However, these African "indigenous" people, one plate after another, went up to the table, which can no longer be described as luxury.

"I suggest you try our roasted venison, I bet it must be better than fruit." Chief Du Aman grinned, "In our tribe, the strongest warrior can eat it The whole stag! As for fruits, those are just some thirst-quenching gadgets. "

"Thank you for your kindness, but I ’m sorry I ’m full," wiped the corners of the mouth with the towel handed from the maid, Feng Yuan put down the knife and fork, looked at Chief Du Aman, smiled, Before going to the Pioneer Ground, I have one thing I do n’t know if I can trust the distinguished chieftain. "

"Say."

"We hope to buy some slaves, preferably from East Asia." Feng Yuan said.

"No problem," said Chief Du Aman, staring at Feng Yuan, "but what are you going to exchange?"

"Rifles, bullets, all the arms we can produce, even power armor ..." Feng Yuan noticed that the moment after hearing the power armor, Chief Du Aman looked at his eyes and immediately looked at his interest. The deficiency became fiery.

It can be seen that these indigenous Africans have almost fanatical admiration for power armor.

"No problem! As long as we have arms, we all need it!" Chief Du Aman laughed and raised a golden wine glass full of wine. "The business is put aside in advance, let us for long-term friendship, Cheers! "

"Cheers!"

Like other tribes and nobles present, Feng Yuan raised his wine glass high.

No one noticed that the corner of his mouth reflected in the liquor gradually raised a smug smile ...