Doniva, who had gone smoothly in the agreement and didn't kick the expected steel plate, was clearly very satisfied with the soft mattress underneath him. Looking left and right, looking up and down, this agreement can not be seen from the paper seam binding, except for the new district condominium, how unfavorable it is. After all, the new district is already equivalent to doing business with him in an alliance, and he fully understands the considerations of the new district. Of course, we still have to repeat, muffled to make a fortune, this is a roar!

Nobody likes to fight and kill. Destroy all your factories, resources, and markets, and in the end you can only be as helpless as the old Emperor Charles in the face of the barbarians in the west, and the fanatics who cheer for the war are happy? Anyway, the Internet culture is so developed, and cool articles are crawling everywhere, so just use your imagination to take a look at it and release the pressure. There is also a unique sense of substitution. Do you say that Zi is not Zi Ci?

It was too late to sign the defense agreement, so let's ask Mr. Doniva to go to bed after the supper was delivered. We still have two days to visit, and it's not too late to continue the consultation tomorrow. But after Doniva lay in bed for the first time and read the agreement, he realized that his enjoyment had just begun. Regardless of the fact that he still had a translated overview of China, he got up first and looked around the room. The first was the dazzlingly bright lights—but he had been accustomed to them since the evening. There really wasn't much furnishings in the room. It was the large black glass picture frame that caught his interest. Next to the TV is a small user guide that teaches him how to turn on this magical machine - he can't read Chinese anyway, so let him watch the TV casually. The air conditioner, which was essentially more important to him, had been turned into automatic gear, and the cold air was intermittently emitted from the magical white grille above his head against the ceiling. There is also a room in it, and that is the bathroom. The booklet says that with the flip of a switch, clean bath water can be released - hot water on the left and cold water on the right. There's still hot water here? Doniva began to imagine in the dead of night, in places he didn't know, that there were people who were pushing water into such pipes in ways he didn't know, and that he could simply turn on the valve and the water would flow out continuously.

The white stone tank with a big belly next to it seems to be a toilet? There is also paper for cleaning and wiping next to it...... It's really intimate, don't you need someone to take it away after pulling? Oh no, press that button...... At this point, Doniva reached out and tried it, and sure enough, the water sprayed from the crack in the basin and seemed to flow down from somewhere.

What a clever workmanship! Doniva happily pulled it through, and then took a cool hot bath, and here he had one more task, he had to build a new mansion, with bright lights, large sliding glass windows, a mattress as soft as this room, and a bathroom that was clean and convenient so that he didn't feel that squatting was torture, and of course the bathroom could be separated. It would be nice to have a machine that can be air-conditioned in this room. He secretly reminded himself that tomorrow he must remember to discuss with the host about buying these magical things - the pursuit of a better life is the duty and obligation of a monarch.

Doniva sat down on the bed again. The feeling of being more and more elastic the more you sit, it's really intoxicating. No matter how many soft cushions there are, people will completely wilt as soon as they lie down, how can they be soft and have something that can support people? The seemingly contradictory combination is really unfolding in front of him today.

Doniva casually picked up the brochure showing an overview of China, and the first sentence almost scared him out of bed.

There are 1.3 billion people in this country!

What is the concept of 1.3 billion? When Elta's subjects did not reach the milestone of 100 million, it chose 1.3 billion opponents. Military fans may say stupid things like "you can defeat the enemy with crowd tactics", but Doniva, as a lord, knows very well that how many people he can feed and manage is a good reflection of the country's level. He had been shocked by 20 million before, but it seemed that he was shocked a little earlier.

Flipping back this thin booklet, whether it is a slightly larger country area than Elta, whether the per capita GDP is equivalent to how much food, or whether the per capita steel production can overwhelm Elta by several times, that is all secondary. He packed the pamphlet in a small suitcase, and was not in the mood to read it again tonight.

Billion! This number was incomprehensible to him. A 10,000-yuan household proudly climbs out of the ravine, and a person outside tells you that he only has millions of properties, which is what it feels like. Just about to muster up the courage to put it up, a sentence on the other side makes you completely lose confidence.

Oh, and there's an iron box in front of your feet. Doniva almost forgot about it. He turned on the switch as instructed, and a miraculous vision appeared.

A sign first appeared inside the iron box, and then two people watched him speak Chinese he did not understand. Doniva almost fell back on the bed in fright, what kind of magic is this? It was as if they were standing behind black glass and telling him a story. It's not a crystal ball that can see human phantoms as described in the legend, but two people who look like they can't see three-dimensional, oh, now it's cut to the desert.

Doniva turned to look at the back of the TV, where there was nothing but two wires connected to the wall. The picture of the conflict in the Middle East was being shown on the TV at this time, and it still seemed so real. After all, Doniva directly skipped the era of black and white photography, black and white films, and film films, and directly saw the era of color digital photography. He could only draw the specious conclusion that it must be some kind of magic, just like Prancy, who had just gotten into the car.

Doniva wasn't prepared to study the magical question of where the picture came from. He only silently watched the social situation displayed by this news channel, but unfortunately he couldn't understand a word. Those square words are really hard to understand, and there are many more letters than they are - the pamphlet just said that the country's literacy rate is more than 95 out of 10, is that bragging...... Like the furnishings in the bathroom just now, can it be owned by ordinary families, or is it so expensive that it can only be seen on such occasions?

Thinking about these questions, Doniva used the last of his strength to press the main power switch and go to sleep.

Even if the sky falls, he will have to wait until he wakes up to think about it. What's more, it is now a friendly new world that embraces him, and the sky has not yet fallen.