Franchise God - Chapter 1579



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Franchise God Episode 1579

Chapter 340 African Farming Simulation (2)

Rumors began to spread throughout West Africa, where swimming farms had entered the market.

“South Korea Swimming Farm operates a very large farm in our country.”

“South Korea? Swimming farm?”

“No, what if you don’t even know that? It’s a state-level farm that has the overwhelming highest production volume?”

“It was thanks to the support of the Swimming Farm that Ireland was able to drive the British out to Canada. If it weren’t for the Swimming Farm, Ireland would never have been able to take revenge on the British.”

“Then it’s a big problem. If farms like that come into our country, won’t all the farmers go bankrupt?”

“I guess it doesn’t really matter since we’re going to grow food crops and not specialty crops.”

“Food crops?”

“Yes. And the purpose is more to distribute it within our country rather than export it.”

African farmers felt relieved.

Because Europe had been wreaking havoc before the independence of its colonies, trying to take away food sovereignty, there were not many farmers growing food crops at present.

The main crops cultivated were non-food crops such as corn, peanuts, soybeans, and tobacco.

Europe, including France, dumped large quantities of food crops such as wheat at low prices and sold them off, while buying special crops from Africa at fair prices, which further drove the food self-sufficiency rate to rock bottom.

Africa, whose food production capacity was devastated, was at a point where it could not sustain itself without food supplied by the West.

Neither Europe nor North America welcomed African countries becoming food self-sufficient.

Of course, there are large-scale food farms in Africa as well.

But all of those farms were overseas corporations, and they did not provide food for Africa.

Even if Africa is suffering from a serious food shortage, if it is profitable to sell to other countries, overseas corporate farmers will sell without any hesitation.

There were families starving to death, and the workers shed tears of blood inside as they carried out the task of loading large quantities of grain onto export ships.

The swimming farm destroyed that irrational system and transplanted a new system.

* * *

“Is that true? All the grain produced there will be released into our market?”

“That’s what they said.”

“I can’t believe it. In the end, all foreign capitalists are the same. Just like the Europeans, they plan to seize our food supply and exploit our underground resources and labor force.”

“That’s definitely not the case. Isn’t crude oil our country’s main export product?”

The intelligentsia in the Republic of Congo were initially wary of the advance of swimming farms.

“Ninety percent of exports are crude oil, but Suyeong Farm doesn’t need crude oil. The Abu Dhabi International Resources Investment Company provides it free of charge.”

“How much if it’s free?”

“I’ve heard it’s almost 1.5 billion barrels a year.”

Originally it was about 1 billion barrels, but with Ha Su-young taking over the South Korean oil, South Korean companies began producing petrochemical products consumed in South Korea and China.

Although petroleum’s domestic market share as an energy source has decreased, its share as a chemical product has actually increased significantly.

“1.5 billion barrels? Are you saying that you’re just giving away $120 billion worth of crude oil for free? Even if the prince who didn’t save his life is a tycoon, that’s… …

“It’s not completely free, and there seems to be some kind of compensation, but it’s still a huge amount. Anyway, the swimming farm doesn’t need crude oil.”

No need for crude oil means no wants in the Republic of Congo.

“The swimming farms are not on good terms with France. That’s why they are trying to drive France out of our country by growing food crops on a large scale and distributing them.”

“Ah, then that explains it clearly.”

“This is where it gets real. The area around the farm is better than expected, and people are flocking to the farm, forming a village.”

“Village formation?”

“Yes, a new town is growing around the farm.”

“Why?”

Even for the poorest of people, it is not an easy decision to abandon the area where they live and move overnight.

There has to be some benefit to it.

“The farm is patrolled day and night by unmanned drones called Sparrows, and they are said to mercilessly repel any armed terrorists or rebels who approach.”

“Unmanned drone? Even so… … .”

“In the Central African Republic, rebels invaded the Suwon Farm with several tanks, but they were all wiped out by drones called Sparrows. Hundreds of people were killed by a single drone.”

“No, even if it’s a drone, how can one single unit wipe out hundreds of people, including a tank?”

“They say it’s a drone equipped with a mini railgun. It’s said to have incredible destructive power. The villagers who witnessed it began to gather around the farm to avoid the rebels’ attack.”

Some intellectuals did not believe that the farm’s defense capabilities would be that great, and some intellectuals went to investigate the situation in the village formed near the farm.

Professor Al Jomero from the Republic of Congo was one of them.

* * *

Al Jomero was driving a jeep to the swimming farm with an assistant as driver.

Currently, the Republic of Congo is not under threat of civil war, but it has always been anxious due to the very unstable political situation in the Democratic Republic of Congo across the river.

The farm was located in a remote area far from the city center, and I was on my way to check out rumors that residents along the river had moved there.

‘We’re not even in a state of civil war, so is there any reason for residents to move here?’

That could be the case in a country where civil war is raging, like the Central African Republic.

But he didn’t think the risks in the Republic of Congo were that great.

“Professor, we have arrived.”

“Um, yeah.”

Professor Al Zomero got out of the car and looked back at the road he had traveled.

An 8m wide road, flat and evenly paved with gravel.

‘It looks like the swimming farm paved the road with gravel to make it easier to move supplies and crops.’

Although it was not an asphalt road, the road was well compacted and evenly paved with gravel, so there was no significant shaking while driving.

Professor Al Jomero, who had been turning his head forward to check the entrance to the village, froze in place.

“This can’t be happening… … .”

A small, growing village that appears to have hundreds of households at first glance.

But the appearance of the house was completely different from what I expected.

It hasn’t been long since the swimming farm began cultivation.

Naturally, it was assumed that the relocated residents would be living in temporary homes at the level of shacks.

But what you see are modular homes with a clean, modern design.

Even most of the houses were three stories.

“Are you sure you’re providing homes to the people who flocked to the swimming farm?”

“Isn’t that right? How can poor people build houses like that in such a remote place?”

“Why on earth is it like this?”

Professor Al Jomero muttered blankly, unable to understand at all.

“Oh, Professor? I can get Wi-Fi.”

“Wifi?”

“Yes, the Wi-Fi name is… … Soo Yeong Federal free Wi-Fi? It looks like it’s the free Wi-Fi provided by Suyeong Farm.”

Professor Al Jomero was also curious and connected to the Wi-Fi.

“You must register to use this service. Do you agree to automatic membership registration? Yes/Noj When I clicked the Yes button, the Wi-Fi connection was immediately allowed.

Al Zomero, who had been prepared for the complicated registration process, was bewildered.

“What? It looks like I haven’t registered as a member.”

“Since you said it was automatic registration, I think they just compiled the member number by collecting the terminal’s unique number or something like that. Since it’s free Wi-Fi anyway, personal information may not be necessary.”

“Is that the minimum management concept? What you say sounds plausible enough.”

Al Jomero was amazed when he measured the WiFi speed.

“866.7Mbps!”

Surprisingly, this is the maximum speed of his latest smartphone device.

This means that the performance of free Wi-Fi is more than that.

He quickly took out his laptop, connected to the Wi-Fi, measured the speed, and was astonished.

“lOGbps!”

The maximum speed that Wi-Fi 6 can theoretically achieve.

How could something like this happen in such a remote part of Africa?

“They even built houses and installed free, high-speed Wi-Fi. I think the residents will enjoy living here.”

“Um, let’s take a look around the village first.”

* * *

Although the town was small, the modular homes were lined up in an orderly manner, giving it a very neat and sophisticated feel.

It feels like looking at a rural village in a wealthy, developed country.

“The first floor is used as a garage, and the second and third floors are used for residential purposes.”

The professors and his party passed by residents carrying water jugs on carts several times.

Their expressions were bright and lively.

Al Jomero stopped walking and stopped a young man to talk to him.

“Can you spare me a moment? I have something to ask you about this town.”

“Oh, yes. If you want to settle down here, go over there and talk to the little flying drone and he’ll give you a house.”

“When on earth did you start supporting the residents of the swimming farm?”

“I heard that the first people who arrived built huts and settled down there, but when the farm robots came, they said that they were not good for the appearance of the place, so they would tear them down and build new houses. As word spread, the people from the village where the residents originally lived moved in groups, and even now, they are flocking here from all over.”

“What about water and food?”

“We use water from the village public water supply facility until the taps are installed. Clean water comes out 24 hours a day. There is a public bathhouse right next door, so washing and washing is no problem at all. Meals are served at set times in the public dining hall.”

“Is everything free?”

“No, except for the house, you have to pay for everything, but it’s very cheap.”

“Everyone must have had a job before, so what happened to that?”

“Robots have given us jobs. We are all happy because we are getting paid more than twice as much as we used to.”

Professor Al Zomero could hardly believe what was happening.

‘Why are swimming farms doing this in our country, no, in Africa?’

If they wanted to drive out the French, they could have just built large plantations and supplied them with grain.

But they are being so kind to the residents who have gathered near the farm.

Could there be another intention?

As it became lunchtime, people began to flock to the communal dining hall.

Al Jomero went to the restaurant and stood in line.

Residents, from children to the elderly, were all carrying metal plates.

As he and his assistant stood awkwardly in line, a drone the size of an adult’s head approached and stopped in front of his eyes.

“There are trays in front of the distribution table. Once you’ve used the trays, don’t return them. Just wash them yourself and take them with you to continue using them.”

“Uh… … Okay, I understand. Thank you.”

TNo way. I hope you have a happy village life from now on.」

“I am a university professor who came here not to settle down, but to be curious about the situation in the village.”

But the drone flew away without saying anything.

The professor and his assistant awkwardly took out their plates and continued moving forward.

Al Jomero was surprised to see the food on the distribution table.

Bread, soup, steak, grilled fish, salad.

Although there weren’t many dishes, each dish was an excellent menu made with good ingredients and with great care. There was no lack of nutritional balance.

In a country with a per capita GDP of just over $2,000, this would be worth pouring a bucketful of Michelin stars into.

‘Why on earth do you do this?’