Chapter 1,162 The Power of Food

With just alien species and zombies, Jiang Chen doubted how much trouble those flesh and blood bodies could bring to Lao Maozi's tanks. However, seeing how frightened Fang Peng and Xu Tiannan looked when the Beijing subway was mentioned, and even Captain Ding's face turned livid, Jiang Chen began to have doubts again.

In any case, everything will be known when the Stalker Corps comes back.

In this way, the two sides reached an agreement at the negotiating table.

Ten million Yajing was used as military expenses for NAC to send troops, and both sides jointly fought against the overcoming tanks.

As for the spoils of war, naturally whoever takes them down belongs to whoever takes them down.

"Last point," Jiang Chen pointed in the direction of the huge wall on Ping'an Street and said with a smile, "Remove the weapons on our side of the wall. Although those things have no deterrent effect on us, no one likes to be pointed at by weapons. On."

He thought he was going to put forward some harsh conditions again. After hearing what Jiang Chen said, Ding Liwei finally breathed a sigh of relief and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Don't worry about this, we will remove it immediately after we return!"

The contract was finally signed, and two copies of the paper contract and electronic file were kept, with each party holding one copy.

After putting away the contract, Ding Liwei stood up, glanced at the other survivor bosses, and then looked at Jiang Chen.

"Now that the contract has been signed, let's take our leave."

"Slow down, don't leave in a hurry yet," Jiang Chen stood up and stretched out his hand with a smile, "Look, it's getting late outside, and you guys probably haven't had dinner yet. Why don't we How about we leave after eating here?"

Gudu——

As soon as he finished saying this, Jiang Chen clearly heard it, and many people swallowed and spit.

At first Ding Liwei wanted to refuse.

But when I thought about the canned meat in my refrigerator, all of which seemed to be fish-bone brand, I couldn't move my legs for an instant. That serious face with Chinese characters wanted to politely refuse but couldn't say it. The expression of wanting to refuse and welcome was as tangled as it was, or as funny as it wanted.

In this way, all the big bosses of the survivor forces stayed and followed Jiang Chen to the dining room next to the conference room.

It is also a round table, but much larger than before.

soon,

Platefuls of delicacies exuding tempting aromas were brought to the table by housekeeping robots.

What about Wuchang fish, twice-cooked pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, pork ribs in soup...even the rice is Yangzhou fried rice that is fried to a golden color.

Staring at the dazzling array of delicacies on the table, all of them were people who had seen the world, but at this moment they were swallowing hard, their eyes glowing green. If it wasn't for the sake of face, I'm afraid he would have pounced on him like a hungry wolf.

"No need to be formal, let's start eating." Jiang Chen smiled and moved his chopsticks first.

The host moves the chopsticks first, and then the guests start. It's just that this guest's appearance is really a bit indecent. Just now they were swallowing in a polite manner, but now they all want to grab it with their hands and bury their faces in the bowl to dig it.

After burping, Manager Wan leaned on the chair with a big belly, wiped a mouth full of oil without blushing, and praised.

"If you open a restaurant like this in Shangjing City, I'm afraid it won't take long to earn these ten million Yajing."

Jiang Chen laughed and said nothing.

He was very curious. If these hungry ghosts knew that there were many restaurants like this in the Sixth District, a thousand kilometers away, would these big guys drag their families and run south?

The cups and plates are in a mess, and all the guests are happy.

One by one, the big bosses of the survivor forces left the military base with their faces glowing and their stomachs puffed out, and they thanked Jiang Chen one after another. Although the military expenditure of 10 million Yajing made them feel a little sad, the meal just now gave them the illusion that it was "not a loss"?

Ding Liwei did what he said. Not long after the group returned, the weapons on the giant wall were quickly removed.

Unexpectedly, one meal could win over so many big bosses of the survivor forces. Jiang Chen was really surprised by such a result.

After returning to the military base, Jiang Chen walked towards his barracks and met Yao Yao at the door who was looking out.

The little girl hasn't changed her clothes yet, and she is still wearing the light pink apron with the bear pattern embroidered on her chest.

After seeing Jiang Chen, Yao Yao's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked forward, stuck to Jiang Chen, and said in a waxy voice.

"Um, did Yao Yao help?"

"Well," Jiang Chen smiled and touched Yao Yao's little head, and said softly, "Yao Yao, that's been a big help."

After hearing Jiang Chen's compliment, Yao Yao had a shy smile on his cute face.

That pretty face is so red that it looks like a red apple, making people want to take a bite of it.

Of course, thinking about it, Jiang Chen didn't really take a bite of Yao Yao's face.

Jiang Chen gently left a good night kiss on the smooth forehead. After coaxing Yao Yao to sleep, Jiang Chen went to the command room in the center of the camp.

After discussing the combat plan against the armored units with the officers of the expeditionary force, it was not until twelve o'clock in the evening that Jiang Chen returned to the room, threw his clothes aside, and fell asleep.

…

Early the next morning, escorted by two attendants, Archbishop Xu Tiannan of the Gravekeeper Sect arrived at the gate of the NAC military base.

The guards who had received the order in advance raised the railing and let the old man through.

It was still the same conference room as yesterday, but now there were only two people, one old and one young.

Facing Jiang Chen, who was younger than himself, Xu Tiannan said respectfully.

"I wonder what happened to Mr. Jiang?"

"It's not a particularly important matter. I just want to have a casual chat with Archbishop Xu," Jiang Chen chuckled and asked someone to pour a cup of tea for the old man. The mist floated up from the tea cup before he calmed down. He spoke slowly and then said, "I wonder if you have heard of Eden Technology?"

"Eden Technology?" Xu Tiannan frowned slightly.

"What? Haven't you heard of it?" Jiang Chen asked.

"If you are talking about the Eden Project, we have heard of it," Xu Tiannan said slowly, his cloudy eyes lost in memories, "The Dusk Church once had disagreements, and it was precisely because of the Eden Project. Our Gravekeeper Sect asked They came to Shangjing City in the north, and they moved down the river and all the way south to Wanghai..."

"Bo Yu?" Jiang Chen thought of the poor man who was wearing 121 hydrogen bombs, but he stabbed a hole with a laser sword with his slippery hand, and finally made his storage space materialized.

"That's right," Xu Tiannan nodded, "He is a very talented, but too arrogant and willful man. If I guessed correctly, you should have eliminated him."

"It all happened a long time ago." Jiang Chen smiled faintly, "But what I want to ask is not about the Eden Project, but about the main company undertaking the Eden Project, Eden Technology. I heard that their headquarters is in Shangjing. City, I wonder if you have any impression."

Xu Tiannan thought hard for a moment, and finally shook his head, "It has only been a few years since the Gravekeeper Sect moved to Shangjing City. We don't know much about many things here. But although I don't know, I know that someone must know."

"Who?" Jiang Chen asked.

"There is a tavern on Ping An Street, called Hell's Messenger. That tavern is run by an information dealer of neutral survivor forces, ranging from the coordinates of a certain Deathclaw lair to which survivor forces have been at odds with each other recently. A lot of information It came from them," Xu Tiannan said.

"Neutral survivor force?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly, "By the way, I once heard that there are thousands of survivor forces in Shangjing City, large and small, but when I look at Ping'an Street, there are only a hundred thousand at most. People. Could it be that there is another Ping An Street in Shangjing City?"

"Mr. Jiang doesn't know something." Xu Tiannan said with a bitter smile, "Not all survivor forces have joined our alliance. There are also some neutral survivor forces. Although they abide by the rules we set and buy properties here, I don’t really think of myself as a member of this place.”

Neutral survivor force?

With the strength of the Shangjing City Survivor Alliance, is there anyone who can't force it to bow its head?

It seemed that the water in Shangjing City was not as shallow as he thought on the surface...

Touching his chin, Jiang Chen nodded thoughtfully. (To be continued.)