The road to national restoration that began at the end of the century - #153 - Chapter 154 We have plenty of things to give them

Leeson: “I said it’s a little too late for them to wake up now?”

Jeanne: “Have you heard of the proverb outside? It’s never too late to fix the problem.

Leeson: “Haha…those dead soldiers are the price they paid, right?”

Jeanne: “Moreover, the person who contacted my father this time was a guy named Nagamasa.”

Jenna: “What’s the difference? Aren’t they all a bunch of black men?”

Jeanne: “At least this guy obeyed my dad’s orders before and would never do anything that would trigger my dad’s sanctions.”

Jenna: “Well, those who can endure are the heroes in the future. But Jeanna, you are unlikely to let such a hero appear, right?”

Jeanne: “It depends on how things develop. Also, don’t think that I won’t care if you manage to sneak something in this morning.”

Jenna: “Then come and grab it from me.”

It has to be said that Leeson himself feels that life with two wives is always full of considerable joy. Whether it is Jeana or Jenna, he can go straight in and enjoy their extremely happy appearance.

What’s more, compared to those races outside, he doesn’t need to worry about pregnancy at all.

Because the two of them wished they could have his flesh and blood now.

Leeson: “Ahem… Just tomorrow morning, Jenna, are you really willing to sell the technology of that light recoilless rifle to Nagamasa?”

Jenna: “Sell. Anyway, I never thought I could keep some outdated technology a secret until the day I die.”

Leeson: “But over there at your home…”

Jenna: “Instead of worrying about me, why don’t you think about whether the Abu family will go further than us and get there first?”

Lison: “Abbu’s family…well…Jean, don’t use too much force…”

Jeanne: “It has my blood on it, can I let it go? So, hehe…”

It was obvious that Leeson continued to have a pretty bad nightlife, not to mention that he was now enjoying Jenna’s lap pillow and staring at Jenna’s breasts.

Jenna: “To be honest, the more advanced countries in the world don’t continue to use weapons like recoilless rifles. If our family wants to sell, we can only lower the price and find a stupider customer to trade.”

Leeson: “Because there are still idiots who don’t know what technology is and think we are selling magic weapons?”

Jenna: “That’s right. After all, their intelligence has not been enlightened at all, and there is too much mud in their brains. Of course, this cannot be blamed on them. Originally, they were under the control of another kind of mental shackles and had no progress at all. Freedom to think.”

Leeson: “Does that mean you spread the neurotoxin to more places?”

Jenna: “Isn’t that bad?”

Leeson: “Uh…”

Jenna: “At least with more customers, the income will be more.”

Indeed, as the arms dealer behind the scenes, Leeson is very much looking forward to his business becoming more and more prosperous.

But now there are only a few intelligent races in the world, and the vast majority of races are still under the management of mind control magnetic fields. Moreover, the “old friend” of the Negan Empire, the Orchid Republic, has been fighting against this force. Therefore, the Negan Empire naturally sent its army north to attack the demon base camp in the northern ice field together with the army of the Orchid Republic.

Lison: “But for now, did we make a mistake? Those black-haired kobolds…”

Jenna: “This is not a mistake. Even I feel that secretly formulating a plan for the black-haired kobolds to resist the rule of the Akitsu Empire and overthrow the Takagi royal family is a very correct thing. But then again, in fact, seriously speaking, those people now The black-haired rebels have the ability to mass-produce recoilless rifles, but they have something, to be precise, window paper. They themselves are not aware of this window paper, so they need us to give them a wake-up call. head.”

Leeson: “Well…”

Jenna: “Do you think I would sell their infantry guns that no one in the world continues to use?”

Leeson: “But the 150mm infantry gun of the Holy Church…”

Jenna: “Has the Holy Church used it now?”

Leeson: “No.”

Jenna: “That’s hypocrisy.”

Upon hearing what Jenna said, Lissen knew why Jenna and the others had always hated church organizations such as the Holy Church.

If nothing else, this is a fatal poison that suppresses people’s thinking, causing an intelligent race to never be able to develop into a powerful civilization.

Of course, Leeson himself did not dare to agree with this point of view. After all, his mother is a priest of the Negan Empire’s state religion, the Secret-Keeping Church, and she is also a believer in the gods.

Leeson: “Then…”

Jenna: “So, it’s okay to let those rebels learn to make light recoilless rifles. And are they ready? Seeing Jeanna’s appearance, I want to join in.”

Compared to Lison’s embarrassed look, Zelen, who got up early in the morning, finished his breakfast and continued to look at the documents sent by Congress and the notifications from outside.

Zelen: “The pig-headed people on Bisayan Island were still too self-righteous and were bitten by those black-haired kobolds.”

Natalie: “Actually, this is normal, right? The black-haired people also eat rice, but the pig-headed men never give it to them. They even take a large amount of rice and grind it into polished rice, and then only supply it to their own troops. No matter what It seems that these black-haired people who have no food will rebel against the pig-headed people sooner or later.”

Nathalie: “I think there are more than 1,000 black-haired kobolds. How can they defeat the 300 pig-headed men stationed nearby? What’s more, the pig-headed men have agents like Luan Bo to keep an eye on them.”

Zelen: “Sending Luanbo to follow? Isn’t it a bit wasteful? After all, pig-headed Luanbo like them are the most important targets to track, so it’s worth it to be like me, right?”

Natalie: “The problem is that your guards are not blind, and the royal guards are not decorations.”

Zelen: “And you too.”

Thanks to his special status, Zelen is always accompanied by at least two women by his side.

Really, from daily life and food, to access security, and even sleeping, women are always there to take care of you.

It’s just that Zelen is still relatively restrained and doesn’t dare to hug all ten of them to bed one by one.

After all, he is not a male in the Negan Empire. Few can control their lower body, and they are willing to fool around with women, living like that… what is that?

Yes, like a drone.

The main mission of drone bees in the hive is to mate and produce more offspring.

Unlike Zelen, the Krurod Empire has not driven the outside enemies into the sea yet.

At the same time, more importantly, he does not want his relaxation to lead to the people’s relaxation.

What’s the meaning?

Very simple.

The agriculture of their Crurod Empire is still in the recovery period. If they eat too much, there will be many serious problems in logistics and supply.

People will starve to death…

He would rather control it himself and make sure everyone has enough to eat.

Nathalie: “You look at us and think…”

Zelen: “What else can I think about? Don’t you know it very well in your hearts?”

Natalie: “We…”

Nathalie: “Anyway, we can always be ready.”

Zelen: “Stop.”

True.

The twin sisters, who were wearing standard pink and white short-sleeved dresses and didn’t mind exposing a little too much of themselves, already had a beautiful figure that was perfectly suitable for giving birth to a new life, and their faces left nothing to be picky about. But compared to these two sisters, Paula had others waiting for him.

Especially someone like Miao Jie, who feels guilty just thinking about it.

Natalie: “Then what are we going to do now?”

Zelen: “Help these black men. Aren’t they going to rebel? I believe they need the necessary weapons.”

Nathalie: “But selling it to them…”

Zelen: “We have plenty of things to give them.”

Nathalie: “This…”

Zelen: “Aren’t there a lot of our trophies that can’t be sold anyway? Give these guys who finally learned what it means to resist as motivation.”

Natalie: “Does it sound…a bit of a loss?”

Zelen: “Just treat it as an investment of mine. It doesn’t matter if it fails. The key is that what I want is not simple profits.”