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They only stayed on the island for half an hour, and they were worried that their bodies would be damaged, but what about these ordinary people who were born and raised on the island?

The helicopter soon stopped in a clearing near the edge of the village.

After getting off the plane, a warm wind blew in, carrying the smell of unknown plants.

Following Xiao Jiu, Nineteen Sister and Eleven Lang walked out of the cabin.

In the driver's seat, the two white drivers were still nagging something in English.

"Ninth Master, why did they say that a few of us are so heavy." With an amazing learning ability and having learned English a long time ago, Eleven Lang translated to Xiao Jiu with a cold face.

"We're a little heavier." Xiao Jiu nodded in agreement.

Eleven Lang and Nineteen Sisters, but they are real robots, and their weight is several times that of ordinary people.

Minister Jura showed a mouthful of big white teeth and continued to introduce Kiri Island to Xiao Jiu with a smile.

Outside the village.

In front of a metal frame, like a cauldron device, the translator conveyed the meaning of Minister Jura to Xiao Jiu and others.

"We have also done a lot to reduce the impact of nuclear radiation on the local population...... This is a water collection device that allows some residents to collect rainwater from the sky so that they don't have to drink the polluted groundwater. ”

"Every year, environmental groups come to the island and distribute free medicines to residents to prevent nuclear radiation."

Xiao Jiu nodded slightly when he heard this, and said to the translator, "Please ask Minister Zhula to take us to the village for a visit." ”

"No problem." The translator laughed.

Near the entrance of the village.

Four or five children dressed in various ordinary colors looked at Xiao Jiu and his party with some curiosity and timidity, and soon, two or three ordinary adults appeared in the village. When they saw Zhula, they greeted them with local etiquette, but when they greeted Xiao Jiu and his party, they shook hands with modern etiquette.

A villager in his forties, missing a tooth in the middle, who was once the chief of the land, according to an interpreter, is now dressed in cheap casual clothes, pointing at Xiao Jiu and speaking the local language.

"The chief asks you if you are coming to visit the local villagers who have been sick from the radiation." Translators dutifully translate.

"In the past, did people often visit here?" Xiao Jiu asked the translator with some curiosity.

"Of course." The translator's voice was unfazed, and he said: "Every year, it receives several environmental groups from the West...... They are also used to being ginseng. After all, the island's crops feed only on their own, and if environmental groups arrive, they will bring them aid such as medicine. ”

"Poor man." Eleven Lang said suddenly.

Xiao Jiu also fell silent.

The living conditions of the islanders are indeed very bad.

Entering the village, Xiao Jiu finally met two or three children who were deformed by nuclear contamination.

In a certain thatched hut, a child about ten years old, his legs were smaller than his hands, and he was paralyzed on the bed, smirking at Xiao Jiu and the others with blank eyes.

In the live broadcast room, fans who seemed a little excited because they saw a different scenery also cooled down their enthusiasm after seeing such a scene.

"This is the child who has been contaminated with nuclear weapons?"

"Ninth Master, since the most powerful government on your earth is conducting nuclear tests in the local area, shouldn't it be responsible for this?"

"That's right."

"At the very least, the most powerful government should cover the cost of moving the villagers out of here!"

After only seeing one sick child, Xiao Jiu proposed to suspend the visit.

With an eye of insight and a virtual radar, he already knows the physical condition of nearly 100 permanent residents of the island.

Compared with the ordinary people he met, the bodies of these people were not ordinarily bad.

Even, in several people, Xiao Jiu saw early symptoms of cancer.

"Minister Chula said, distinguished guests, if this island is leased for a long time, at least half of the cost of the lease will be used for the island's residents, including their resettlement to other islands, the cost of treatment of diseases, and the cost of children's education." The translator is also translating dutifully.

"Ask Minister Jura what the price of this island is." Xiao Jiu secretly instructed Eleven Lang in his heart.

"What is the rent along with the other five islands?" Eleven Lang opened his voice a little coldly.

After listening to the translator's words, a hint of joy appeared on Minister Choura's face.

"On this issue, we should go back to the capital to negotiate first." Minister Chula said through an interpreter.

A day later.

Chola City.

It's the largest city in the Marshalles, but the buildings are a little shabby, like a small town in China.

A three-storey government building built with foreign aid.

The negotiations between Xiao Jiu and the Marshallese government are nearing completion.

With $300 million, to be paid over a ninety-nine years, Xiao Jiu will be able to obtain the right to use six small islands with a total area of nearly 40 square kilometers, including Kiri Island.

After determining the main framework of the Lend-Lease contract, Minister Jura's face was already smiling like a flower.

After asking the translator, when Minister Jula shook hands with Xiao Jiu, he said a sentence in Chinese very bluntly: "Happy cooperation." ”

The largest of the six islands has an area of 30 square kilometers, and the smallest is only 2 square kilometers.

For the Marshallese government, the islands should have been abandoned because of nuclear contamination, and now there are people willing to make a bid to lease them, which is a windfall!

"Minister Jula, in addition to the $300 million, I will also donate $20 million in my private capacity to the victims of nuclear contamination." Eleven Lang received Xiao Jiu's hint and said a word of English to Minister Jura's indifferent face.

“good，good！” Although Eleven Lang looked like he was not approached, Jura enthusiastically stretched out his thumb, as if he had seen the God of Wealth.

"Both, if you have no objection to the lease contract, sign it now." Just on the side, the translator said with a slight smile.

In the live broadcast room, some fans also began to applaud.

"Haha, the ninth master has really become a local tyrant this time!"

"Local tyrant, let's be friends."

Bang!

At that moment, the door to the conference room was pushed open heavily.

Three white men in military uniforms walked out proudly.

The first of the three, wearing a U.S. Navy cap, was about fifty years old, with eagle eyes and a hooked nose and a high chin, and glanced at everyone present with some arrogance and dissatisfaction.

"Hello, General Grant." As soon as Jura saw the man, she was three points shorter, and she almost nodded her head and said hello in non-standard English.

"Minister Jula, I heard that your government is going to lease a few islands to the Chinese, I would like to ask, have you gotten our consent?" Grant shouted like thunder, as if he were facing his subordinates.

Seeing such a scene, Xiao Jiu's brows couldn't help frowning.