The next day, at noon.

Zheng Qian came to Nopride Street as promised.

It's different from Inhumani Street.

Here, all the people who come and go are "financial practitioners" in straight suits.

Everyone's face is filled with the indifference created by long hours of high-pressure work, and everyone's eyes are only focused on the bill in their hand or the road ahead.

The buildings on both sides are also very commercial, with pure glass and aluminum alloy facades, snow-white and blue-gray street backgrounds, and scattered greenery.

It is a street full of financial flavor.

Grand Hotel Noplide.

Just like the modern hotel in my memory, the giant threshold of five or six meters high, with a welcome lady at the door to greet you, with a commercial smile on her face.

As soon as Zheng Qian entered the door, a waiter in a suit and leather shoes stepped forward to ask, and took Zheng Qian to the magic elevator and went to the top floor.

Since coming to Eagle Valley, Zheng Qian has a question.

Why is the messenger of all forces this kind of blonde man in a suit and leather shoes?

And it's all about the same length.

Are your messengers all mass-produced?

Access to the President's Private Room on the top floor.

Zheng Qian shouted in his heart.

Wow, Golden Legends!

Gold carpet, gold wallpaper, gold round table, gold large crystal lamp.

Every millimeter of space in this room conveyed to Zheng Qian the four big words "price".

The round table was already full.

Zheng Qian recognized that many of them were members of the parliament that day.

Origen and Mazehjuk were also present, albeit in a lower-ranking fishtail position.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone looked at Zheng Qian with serious expressions.

Zheng Qian was also calm and went to the table by himself.

At the head of the fish at the wine table are two elderly men.

One is bald and slightly chubby, and the other has curly hair and a strong figure.

The bald one was the representative of the head of the Shetpets: Karl.

The one with the curly hair is the representative of the head of the Sacratic faction: Basaka.

"Mr. Zheng Qian." Schet's representative, Carl, smiled, "Thank you for coming. ”

Zheng Qian didn't care whether he was polite or impolite, and poured himself wine on the table: "I don't talk nonsense with you, where is Reinhardt?" That kid is my cash cow.

If you dare to die, I'm not done with you. ”

"Mr. Reinhardt and his family are now protected by our Sakar faction, they are in a safe place, Mr. Zheng Qian does not need to worry."

Said the representative of the Sakar faction, Basaka.

"yes, what the hell are you looking for me?" Zheng Qian asked lightly.

Carl leaned over to the table, crossed his fingers with his hands, supported his chin like a commander, looked at Zheng Qian with a monkey expression, and said with interest: "Zheng Qian, I heard that you signed a contract with the Buster faction?" ”

Zheng Qian shrugged: "The conditions they offered are very tempting. ”

Karl sneered, "Let me guess what conditions? After destroying our two major factions, conquer the whole world, give you another piece of land, and make you a prince? ”

Zheng Qianyu frowned.

Next to him, Basaka, the representative of the Sakar faction, sneered: "Did you still promise you that after breaking through the dungeon, I would let you drink some holy water?" Break through the 100 level? ”

Hearing this, Zheng Qian probably understood.

"There are your men in the Buster faction?"

Karl smiled: "When you meet, doesn't he just say it, Eagle Valley is a multi-faction country, you lurk me, I lurk you, it's normal." ”

Oh, this country is really messy.

Fighting externally, and fighting internally.

If it weren't for the magic crystal on the first floor of the dungeon, and the gold and silver ore and primordial embryo on the second floor, this country might not be alive today.

No, I also wonder why, with so many resources, Gleneagles Valley is just a hegemonic country that does not rule the whole world.

And no wonder.

The high-level people are all so virtuous, and it is only hell that they can rule the whole world.

"So, what do you want?" Zheng Qian pretended to have a frozen expression, looking as if he was nervous.

Basaka said: "Churchips was mentally retarded, he always thought he was smart enough to play with everybody.

As everyone knows, we are all factions, if we can't even find out this little thing, this little strategy can kill us, can we rule Eagle Valley for so long?

Are we really mentally retarded?

Origen and Mazehjuk, what do you say? ”

Ma Zehuake lowered his cowboy hat and did not speak, but the corners of his mouth were smirking.

Origen smiled: "What is there to say? His term of office was almost over, and he was rushed to the hospital for a sudden illness. ”

Only then did Zheng Qian understand.

Co-author: You two war kings are two or five boys? Or is it double-sided?

"For businessmen, time is money, Zheng Qian, I can see that you are also doing things for profit, so it's much easier to say."

Carl leaned back in his chair and smiled, "How's it going?" Would you like to work with us?

Unlike Churchills, we don't promise you anything that is illusory, and when we work with us, we only offer tangible benefits. ”

"Oh?"

Zheng Qian showed a look of interest and smiled: "I won't mention your detention of my friend Reinhardt for the time being."

What are the benefits? Let's start with that. ”

Carl and Basaka looked at each other and smiled, and finally, Karl made a condition: "Zheng Qian, when attacking the dungeon, find a way to consume a little more elite soldiers of the Baster faction."

It's easy for you, right? It's just that there is less effort in the fight.

Wait until you break through the dungeon, take out the Holy Grail, and give us the Holy Grail.

As long as you can do it, we will give you 500 grams of condensation, how about it? ”

"Five hundred grams of condensate?" Zheng Qian was shocked.

One million gold coins is equal to one gram of condensation.

Five hundred grams of condensation, which is almost equal to the entire property of a small country.

"Wait, you guys talk about raiding the dungeon?" Zheng Qian suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Didn't you want to sabotage Churchill's plan?" ”

"Of course not, we're going to do it." Basaka said.

Karl sneered and added: "All we want is the Holy Grail, if we don't send those two million troops to death, Churchips will definitely be suspicious, how can he attack the dungeon?" Surely you will keep your troops by your side to protect yourself, right? ”

"But if you do this, even if you get the Holy Grail in the end, Eagle Valley's forces will be exhausted, right?" Zheng Qian was puzzled.

Carl laughed, "So what? We are merchants, merchants have no borders, how much oil and water can be on those newcomers and low-level adventurers? Anyway, it's not our money that is lost in military spending.

With the Holy Grail, we can take our wealth and power to other countries to develop, or even establish ourselves as kings.

If you are interested, you are welcome to join us. ”

"I see."

Hearing this, Zheng Qian probably understood.

Whether it's the Buster faction, the Shet's faction, or the Sackarian faction.

It's all a raccoon dog.

They only have their own interests in their eyes.

The state is a vehicle for their own gain, and two million young people are nothing more than a commodity worth a gold coin to them.

"I see."

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian finally let go of the last trace of psychological burden: "Reinhardt, I want him to live and pay his bonds." ”

"86 million gold coins? No problem. Karl laughed: "Tomorrow I will buy the brokerage companies of his bonds, and pay the bonds immediately." ”

"And."

Zheng Qian spread his hands and said, "If you want to do business with me, you have to pay the deposit first, right?" How else can I trust you? ”

Karl and Basaka looked at each other.

This kind of sophisticated businessman is able to complete communication and discussion just by looking at him.

Soon, Karl said: "Yes, we can pay 50 grams of condensate as a deposit. ”

"Deal."

Zheng Qian slapped the table, got up and said, "In two days, the Buster faction will start a secret operation, and Churchops will mobilize the whole country with a presidential order."

When the time comes, you just have to stay in the imperial capital and respond to the call.

Because the adventurers do not need food and grass, the adventurers will prepare their own supplies, so the conscription only takes about three days.

In these three days, I will help Churchops break through the dungeon, and when the time comes, the Holy Grail, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. ”

"Good!"

Carl and Basaka both stood up and said, "In the past few days, our two major factions will be fully mobilized to contain the actions of the Baster faction in the imperial capital.

As soon as the Holy Grail is in hand, we impeach the president! Seize power!

Once we get the resources of the Buster Faction Lord, plus the Holy Grail, our two factions will merge and become the strongest armed business empire in the world!

Eagle Valley doesn't want to, and it won't be a problem to build a new dynasty! ”

……

Depart the Grand Hotel Noplide.

The smile on Zheng Qian's face gradually faded.

In his hand, he held a box containing a gold ingot of fifty grams of condensed gold.

But Zheng Qian couldn't be happy.

Although it is known that there is a problem in the country of Gleneagles.

But in retrospect, it was only a week before I arrived in Eagle Valley.

If it is said that in the half year in eastern Sichuan, Zheng Qian saw the nobility of human nature.

So during the week in Eagle Valley, Zheng Qian saw through how despicable people can be?

The country of Eagle Valley is sick.

It's just that Zheng Qian didn't expect that he would be terminally ill to this extent.

In the past, Zheng Qian also thought that if the people are rejuvenated and the people are killed, and if a country is destroyed, the innocent people of that country will suffer.

This can be somewhat psychologically burdensome.

But now, Zheng Qian is completely free of this burden.

The people of Eagle Valley have three beasts pressed on their heads.

Three beasts that are far more terrifying than Warcraft.

These three beasts are bloodthirsty and never know hunger.

Maybe if they are destroyed, many ordinary people will suffer because of this.

But if it doesn't perish... All people, and all their descendants, for generations, will be reduced to the rations of these three beasts of prey.

The plan has reached its final stage.

Now, the last thing Zheng Qian has to do is to create his own divine weapon, and then...

Beat through the Eagle Valley dungeon!

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