Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Was there a mine?

According to Brother Yunlong's war theory, he would not do a losing deal.

War could be fought, but the key was what benefits there were.

The king knew the matters of the neighboring country like the back of his hand. Firstly, there was a historical source. Secondly, the place was really small and he could hear any commotion.

"Titanium mine, zirconium mine, rutile mine, and high ridge soil. There are these."

Titanium mine?!

Alright, it was titanium mine, the titanium of the Moon God Titanium Alloy.

This was also very valuable!

"However, the total reserves are only about 1.2 million tons."

The king cruelly exposed his fantasy, "Moreover, the difficulty of mining and the cost of smelting is high, so even after discovering the reserves, they did not start to develop them, because no foreign company is willing to bid."

D*mn.

"Is that all?"

"That's all."

"What about ordinary minerals? Coal, iron, and so on."

These two things were also very useful in the other world.

The king shook his head and said, "No, Gambia is a mineral-poor country."

This was too unreasonable.

Kang De rolled his eyes. "Then what do they have?"

Chakat II replied, "Fishery resources and agricultural resources are not bad."

"…What else?"

"Water resources, groundwater resources are very abundant."

"…What else is redeeming? Tell me at once."

"In addition, the tourism industry is also very developed. There's also the first nature reserve in West Africa. You've done very well in this aspect. Also, Gambia is a coastal country. The location of the seaport is superior, especially to Europe. Moreover, because the tariff is very low, transit trade is developed. It's a third-party trade intermediary around West Africa…"

When Kang De heard about the tourism industry, he curled his lips.

When he heard about the nature reserve, he was already impatient.

—I have an entire biological circle that's completely different from Earth!

He waited for the king to finish out of politeness, but in the end, his eyes lit up.

Wait a minute!

He, Kang De, the cheat, the white fog world.

This independent world was like the mirror image of Earth. Apart from living things, everything was identical. He had relied on this cheat to live an abundant life on the Holy Seal Islands and obtained weapons to protect himself and become stronger from it. He had even relied on rocks thrown into the white fog world to win the few battles he had participated in.

Mountains, ground, cities, buildings, planes, cannons, and tanks could be replicated.

As long as he had land in this area on Earth, he could project and replicate it in the white fog world. Recently, he discovered a new mechanism, so not only could Kang De buy a house, but he could also snatch territory.

In his upgrade plan, what he wanted to obtain the most was not a nuclear power plant, a military base, or even the headquarters of the Federal Reserve… Instead, it was an international, deep-water port with huge throughput.

A port with tens of millions of containers a year. What kind of concept was this? A mountain of container docks and hundreds of thousands of tons of large cargo ships. Even if he did not care about the goods inside and threw them out as rocks, it was probably enough to plow all the main cities of the Twilight Dynasty.

The port of Gambia… Although it must be very disappointing, it was better than nothing.

His eyes lit up. "What do they import in Gambia?"

The king was shocked by the enthusiasm he instantly surged, "…Food, mechanical equipment, industrial products, minerals, fuel, lubricant, and so on?"

Kang De said unhappily, "Why didn't you import firearms and heavy lathes?"

—How would I know?!

The king was in a subtle mood when he heard Kang De say, "After taking down the Gambia, the port will belong to me. How about it?"

"…Ah?"

Chakat II was stunned.

Kang De was talking about the port of Banjul. In fact, it was also the only estuary of Gambia. The location was superior, the port was wide, and the water was deep. The import and export trade, tourism, and trans-shipment trade of Gambia were mostly completed by this port. If it was given to Kang De, this rotten land of Gambia would be five times worse.

It was so rotten that there was no reason to occupy it.

He was in a dilemma when he saw Kang De raise his finger. "I can sign an agreement. I can reject the rent of the port, the custody fee of the import and export, and so on. I don't want the benefits related to it. Just don't make me spend money. I want physical ownership, and…"

With a thought, he said, "Give me some of the sea areas too."

This time, it was not only the king, but the ambassador's expression also became strange.

"You…"

The ambassador and the king looked at each other and organized their words. They said in a subtle tone, "You want oil?"

Kang De's expression changed. "Oil? Gambia? Why didn't you say so earlier? Where is it?"

"Yes, yes, you didn't ask. At sea."

As a black man with good Chinese, the king could at least complete normal communication. He replied to Kang De's four consecutive questions in a rigid manner and explained, "The coastal waters of Gambia might contain 1.2 billion barrels of crude oil. It was discovered by the Australian FAR company in the past two years. They signed an agreement with the Gambia government. According to the contract, they're entitled to 600 million barrels."

At this point, Chakat II said indignantly, "Traitors selling the country's resources, trash!"

Kang De slapped his thigh. "Yes! The era of Western white companies relying on swindling and financial methods to seize resources wantonly in Asia, Africa, and Latin America is gone forever! Let's blow the horn of counterattack from Gambia!"

It was too obvious, so much so that the three people present looked at him.

—How is this for the freedom of the Asian, African, and Latin brothers? You're clearly craving oil from Gambia.

"It's decided!" Kang De waved his hand and said, "Everyone, start the war of stealing the country!"

Everyone looked at him quietly.

Only Kang Jinzhu rolled his eyes.

Although the ambassador had played Red Police 2 before, that was when he was young. Now that the tables were busy and he was busy, games were not as fun as real people, so he did not understand Kang De's joke.

However, as a diplomat, he subconsciously felt that such a huge matter was unreliable.

He smiled dryly and said, "This…"

In China's opinion, the war between Gambia and Comoros could not be said to be a noob pecking at each other. It was simply two stunted eggs colliding. Now that Comoros had not perished with Kang De's interference, Gambia was in an extremely bad situation. Revenge was inevitable and legitimate.

Regarding how Comoros would counterattack and take revenge, the higher-ups had also formulated a few countermeasures and plans, but Comoros actually wanted to swallow Gambia in one bite…

One had to know that the land of Gambia was five times larger than Comoros, and the population was three times larger.

…Eh, there did not seem to be many.

The ambassador pondered for a moment and shook his head, "With all due respect, Kang De, and Your Majesty, we have to consider this matter at length. Be it asking for billions of compensation or letting him cede a few pieces of land, or confiscating Gambia's assets, or even changing their government, these are fine, but it's very troublesome to directly annex Gambia."

Kang De said indifferently, "Gambia had the same idea earlier. Aren't they afraid of trouble?"

"That's because the King of Gambia is a lunatic to begin with. Secondly…"

The ambassador said sincerely, "There are no outsiders here. I might as well be direct. Your Majesty, you're African. You know the history of Africa. Kang De, we're all Chinese and know the principle of being beaten up if we fall behind. Gambia can annex Comoros because of the support of the French and because they have nothing to lose. The international community is unreasonable. In terms of whose fist is larger and whose voice is higher, although it's very wrong, it's the truth."

"The truth is that Gambia has annexed Comoros. With the support of France, no one in Africa dares to stand up for Comoros. What we can do is very limited. If Comoros captures Gambia in turn, things will become very complicated. The Western countries have a lot of reasons to interfere."

"Yes, although they don't care about the Gambia invasion of Comoros, they can quickly react to the 'invasion' of Gambia. We all know that they're b*stards, but in this world, b*stards live so comfortably. Double standards, shamelessness, and recklessness."

He pointed at the map on the table. "Around Gambia and Comoros is Senegal, surrounding the two countries. Senegal has a standing army of as many as 16,000 people and has an extremely good relationship with Gambia. If Comoros wants to take down the entire Gambia, he has to consider what to do if Senegal sends troops to interfere."

At this point, the ambassador glanced at Kang De. "The Senegal army is essentially no different from the Gambia army. They lack the support of modern technology and training, but war and politics are tightly integrated. Even if you repel the Senegal people, will you provoke a larger enemy?"

"Not to mention anything else, as long as Senegal closes the border and imposes an embargo on all of them, Gambia will have to drink a large pot. Even if we can occupy Gambia, we'll only have two to three million more hungry burdens. What should we do if there's a famine and riot? How can the country we conquer be stabilized and governed?"

A long speech was an experienced strategy. After all, diplomats saw further.

"Moreover," the ambassador continued, "Don't forget that Gambia is a member of the Commonwealth. When she's not used, this Queen of England is a mascot. When she's used, it includes the heads of state of more than 50 countries, including Canada, Australia, Nigeria, South Africa, and so on… Have you considered these variables?"

Fine, other than the United States and France, the United Kingdom could also participate.

Kang De frowned and said, "But we can make France or even the United States…"

"Don't trust them too much. I advise as a diplomat."

The ambassador slowly said, "They'll retreat because they have no choice. It's fine if you want some compensation and cut a few pieces of meat for Gambia, but if you want to capture Gambia by force, it's to give them room to maneuver."

"Moreover, if you want to personally lead a team to conquer, if I'm the United States or France, I'll pretend to agree to your conditions. Moreover, when you fight, I'll send people to play some tricks and splash black water on you to fabricate the crime of you launching a massacre. At that time, with their information dissemination ability and the right to speak in the media, you'll be helpless. No matter how popular you are on the global Internet today, you'll be evil and hated by everyone tomorrow."

Kang De raised his eyebrows. "They dare?"

The ambassador looked at his expression and was shocked. However, such diplomats were all people who chatted and laughed. They were flustered internally and had to be as stable as Mount Tai on the surface. He remained calm and said indifferently, "A gentleman doesn't build a dangerous wall. Don't test the stupidity of others. Even if you have the ability to counterattack, at that time, your reputation will be ruined and you won't be able to clear your name. Even if you magnetize the Eiffel Tower a hundred times, what's the use?"

Kang De frowned and was silent.

The ambassador slowed down his tone and said, "Of course, I'm only making a suggestion. I really don't recommend you take such an extreme method… The variables are too great and unstable. Politics can't take risks."

The few of them were silent for a moment. The king gently patted Kang De's shoulder.

"Do you want Port Banjul very much?"

Chakat II said, "Although we don't know the reason, we can operate on their compensation agreement. However, we have to give in. For example, the ownership belongs to you, but we have to rent it to the new government of Gambia at a symbolic price or directly transfer it to your company…"

Kang De smiled and shook his head slightly. He did not want that port. He wanted the development prospects of that port to operate, expand, attract, and collect… Then he would get the card he wanted for free.

If it was like Djibouti, renting land and attracting various countries to build a military base, that was even more satisfying.

—Sister Ford, come, come. Ah, it's Miss 055. Please come in…

How wonderful.

The dream of boarding the ship was temporarily shattered.

He composed himself. It was unrealistic to capture Gambia in one go, so he continued to consider how to obtain more benefits. Kang De looked at the map and was thinking about what was profitable when the ambassador's phone suddenly rang.

Immediately after, the king's phone began to buzz.

They looked at each other and stood up at the same time. They gestured to Kang De and went to answer their phones.

Only Kang De and his son were left. Seeing the two of them walk away, Kang Jinzhu ran over to strangle him.

"What kind of lousy name is this?!" He gritted his teeth and said, "You still dare to trick me!"

Kang De turned around and dodged. "Isn't it good? AWSL. How noble is this English title?"

"What high and mighty?!" Kang Jinzhu said angrily, "Do you dare to tell the king and the ambassador what the Chinese meaning of this abbreviation is?"

Kang De said proudly, "I love the Shining!"

"Bullsh*t, you didn't watch it at all!"

"…I love our Shaolin Temple!"

"Nonsense. Did your superpower come from the Shaolin Temple?"

"I love thy Soviet Union!"

"The Soviet Union has long been destroyed!"

"It's not gone! How can the Socialist Republic City Alliance be destroyed?!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Kang Jinzhu really gritted his teeth. When he thought of the AWSL printed on his business card, the AWSL printed everywhere in the company's encampment, and even on the back of the security uniform, if he wanted to form an operation team, the field team held tactical weapons and broke into shouting, "AWSL!"

When he thought of this scene, he was simply trembling.

The father and son game began enthusiastically, but before they could fight a few times, the ambassador who had entered the back room pushed open the door and walked out.

She looked at Kang De with a strange expression.

The Kang father and son were sitting upright. Kang De looked as if nothing had happened. "What's wrong?"

The ambassador sighed. "The heavens are really helping you… Something is going to happen in Gambia."

"What's wrong?"

"Big Bob."

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