I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 389: Hangzhou Merchants Federation

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It was a nuclear crater, or a round lake.

The lake surface glows light blue under the night, like a sea of ​​fireflies, beautiful and ominous.

The lake water is very clear, but it is sticky like a jelly, and occasionally a breeze can't make it ripple.

In the middle of the lake, there is a hill floating.

It was a hill made of dark red meat. The blood vessels densely spread on its surface creeped frequently, sending nutrients to the whole body. The huge body rests on the dense tentacles like jellyfish tentacles on the chassis, just like a giant tree rooted in the lake.

A giant tree made of flesh and blood.

The top of it grows a cilia as thick as an arm, about ten meters long. On the top of the cilia, there is a glowing flesh. It's like an antenna, hanging a bright light. The faint fluorescent flicker is as if listening to something, and as if calling.

No one has been here for twenty years, and no one can come here. This is a restricted area of ​​life.

However, there are still a few exotic species that can approach this place.

For example, Dead Claw is one of them.

Maybe guided by the faint light, a dead claw slowly approached the nuclear crater.

It shook its barbed tail blankly, and its claws pinched a moribund survivor.

The survivor's face was ugly, his ulcerated skin had deformed folds, and high-intensity radiation cancer had changed every inch of cells in his body. The swollen lips moved slowly, murmuring inaudible words. Along with the shaking of facial muscles, large flakes of flakes peeled off his face.

His face is miserable, but its face is solemn.

It's like a mysterious ritual is being held, and death claws lift him up.

In the cry of fear of prey, it throws him into the lake religiously.

The thick ripples swayed away and soon engulfed the figure of the man.

As usual, this dead claw turned away after offering a tribute.

However, at this moment, the change happened!

The viscous lake water suddenly rolled up, and large bubbles of water rose from the bottom of the lake, just like boiling water. And the survivor who sank to the bottom of the lake was the last firewood that lit the lake!

The dead claws turned around violently, and the bronze bell-sized eyes narrowed into a slit, miraculously moving between the rising light and the restless flesh.

At the same time, Lin Ling, who was sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes in a villa tens of kilometers away.

Breathing is still even, as if still sleeping.

However, the two scarlets in the pupil are so conspicuous in the dark.

......

It is already mid-June, and Jiang Chen intends to return to the present world in the near future. Everything on the waste soil has been arranged, and the last batch of recruits rushed to the front line yesterday. It is the same whether he is sitting in the office at the base. Miscellaneous chores will be arranged by Sun Jiao, who is the marshal's wife, and Lin Ling will also inform him through a four-dimensional messenger in case of major events.

However, he still had to go to the office today, and a messenger from Hangzhou wanted to meet him.

"Ha-" yawning, Lin Ling walked out of the room rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Are you staying up late?" Jiang Chen, who was standing in the living room about to go out, saw this and asked with a smile.

"No, I just don't know why I'm so sleepy ... well, I'm still a bit hungry." Lin Ling rubbed her flat belly and walked to the kitchen in a daze.

I do n’t know what happened. Lin Ling has been this listless look these days. Jiang Chen initially thought she was sick, but Lin Ling told him very responsible that the Cyborg would not be sick.

Jiang Chen glanced at her back suspiciously, but said nothing, pushed the door and walked out.

The sky is exceptionally clear today, perhaps because of the monsoon blowing from the Pacific Ocean, blowing away the dust that enveloped the wasteland like a dark cloud. When I arrived at the office, I saw a man in a suit already waiting at his desk.

After seeing Jiang Chen, his eyes lit up and he greeted him with his right hand smiling.

Jiang Chen also extended his hand friendly and shook him.

"Kong Qian, President of Hangzhou Merchants' Federation." The man shook Jiang Chendi's hand and shook it vigorously, introducing himself kindly.

From the calluses on his hands, this guy doesn't look like a businessman at all.

Although he has not been to Hangzhou, Jiang Chen has heard of the name of this federation.

Many businessmen in the 6th block are from Hangzhou, and the gadgets they bring, such as electronic products, tobacco and adhesives, are selling well here. Most of the businessmen from Hangzhou are affiliated with the guild organization of the Hangzhou Merchants Association. The ability to integrate so many businessmen is enough to highlight the strength of this organization.

However, there is a Jia City between Hangzhou City and Wanghai City, and the distance of 150 kilometers is already very far away on the waste soil.

"Jiang Chen, Marshal NAC. Let's sit down and talk again?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Haha, Mr. Marshal is welcome ..."

After some greetings, the two of them took a seat on the sofa.

Jiang Chen simply instructed Han Junhua to avoid it, then rested his fingers on his knees with his fingers crossed, and asked when he opened the door.

"Now it's so chaotic outside, I don't know if the chairman came here to visit me personally, what's the matter?"

Jiang Chen did not forget that Jiashi is still in the hands of mutants at the moment.

"Bring friendship and bring Yajing. There is also a private purpose. I want to meet the legendary Wanghai City King." Kong Qian said with a smile.

Wanghai City King? This fart is really loud, but I like it.

"Haha, do people in Hangzhou call me that?" Jiang Chen smiled.

"Of course, the businessmen who returned to Hangzhou from the sixth block praised you for their demeanor. As a dictator, he can recognize the importance of businessmen and strictly abide by his own rules of the game. To be honest, After hearing that the Ten-member Committee was replaced by a dictator, we once pessimistically thought that we would completely lose one of the most dazzling markets, but it turned out that we were wrong. "Kong Qian spread his hands and quipped.

Seeing this, Qian Qian refused to open the subject, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"It is an honor to be praised by your businessmen. The businessmen in Hangzhou have always been our most friendly friends. But I think it is better for us to get to the topic as soon as possible before touting each other."

Kong Qian smiled.

"Actually, before coming here, I have a good proposal."

"What about now?" Jiang Chen asked.

"I changed my mind."

"Can I hear what the obsolete idea is?" Jiang Chen said, leaning on the sofa, looking at the old and thoughtful face.

Kong Qian grinned and did not hide.

"My proposal is that the two sides jointly send troops to pull out the nail that is blocking our business road."

"What about now?" Jiang Chen smiled.

"But now I find that you don't seem to need us, you can pull out this nail yourself." Kong Qian also laughed.

As he said this, Jiang Chen read a trace of deep fear from his pupils. (To be continued.)