Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Buy property?"

The black king was first stunned, then overjoyed.

He said without hesitation, "I'll give you some. The royal family has a manor near the Mayo River..."

"There's no hurry, no hurry."

Kang De immediately stopped him. The manor sounded very small. Most likely, there was no place to park even a few tanks... He said, "Not busy. Is it the kind of relatively large warehouse around Moroni?"

Chakat II thought for a moment and said, "Yes, there's a small resources transfer station held by the royal family. What's wrong?"

Kang De said, "Can you sell it to me? I want to store something there."

The king said generously, "I'm not selling it. It's for you. You can use it as you please."

Kang De thought for a moment. "I'll buy it."

He had never had the time to test this mechanism by buying property and opening a map. What was the judgment logic of the white fog world, how to determine if he had ownership of a certain place and if there were other restrictions. He did not have the time to try them one by one.

...No, he had tried it.

For example, he quietly ran to the roof and saw that there was no one around. He opened his arms and shouted.

"I'm the king of the world!"

...Nothing happened.

There was no chance to experiment in the country, but in Comoros, he might be able to study the mechanism of opening a map, but that would have to wait until the war between the two sides ended.

Now that he was in a hurry to open a map, he had to do it in the safest way.

There was the formal legal effect and notarized purchase ownership.

The king smiled. "If you insist, I'll sell it to you for a yuan."

Of course, Kang De could not be bothered to save that money. Stability came first. "I insist on buying it at the market price."

Chakat was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Kang De, my friend, can I call you that? You saved many people's lives today. I only want to repay you..."

"There are many ways to thank you. In fact, I indeed need your help in the future. I'll ask bluntly, but not now. I'm grateful for your kindness, but I still insist on buying and selling according to the market price, because I have to buy more than one industry in the future and the area will be larger. If I give it away this time, what will happen in the future? My heart aches if I give it to you, but I'm unhappy if you don't give it to me--so let's settle the score from the beginning."

King Chakat stopped talking again.

After a while, he muttered, "No matter how large the land is, I'll give it to you."

Kang De chuckled and did not speak.

He would not believe such polite words... Perhaps he was sincere, or perhaps the king's intentions were not fake now, but this did not mean that this mood would never change. The human heart was already difficult to guess and measure.

Hearing his laughter, the king emphasized, "I'm telling the truth!"

"Let's talk about these things in the future."

Kang De glanced at the Russian mercenaries who were dismantling the parachute system and said, "Please point out the location to me and prepare a contract and all the proof of ownership. It's not that I don't believe you, Mr. King, but many things have to be formal. Rules are rules."

"Alright, alright. You're the Guardian. You have the final say."

After the king ended the call, he was still secretly happy.

This was because from the beginning to the end, Kang De did not object to this nickname.

The bottom of the P-7 parachute platform was equipped with rollers that could even move under the drag of the traction transport vehicle. Kang De had brought three captured transport trucks this time. It was more than enough.

However, considering the problem of speed, Kang De still moved a portion of the resources and weapons to the truck.

D*mn, the Russians were so troublesome.

If it was only an airdrop of equipment, Kang De would have directly picked up the white fog world. Now, he had to drive to transport it... However, how should he put it...

He glanced at the Shilka self-propelled high-tech cannon that had already been activated.

--I don't believe you that there's no location device hidden here.

--Just stay in Moroni.

He liked to buy all kinds of weapons and equipment and leave them in the warehouse for 800 years.

--If you can rely on this strange phenomenon to guess that I can connect to a mirror world identical to Earth and replicate various things on Earth at the price of buying a house, opening a map, pushing forward the time anchor, and using these things to start a war in the other world--then I'll lose.

Kang De sat in the car with Kirov. The night's progress was slow and boring. He took out his phone and chatted with his father--he had left his father a phone before he left.

"How's the housing price in Comoros?"

He had originally thought that the housing price in the smallest and poorest place in Africa should be like dogsh*t or even no concept of real estate at all, but his father's answer shocked him.

Expensive, very expensive.

"Because Comoros doesn't have any industrial ability. Construction materials have to be imported."

Kang Jinzhu wrote on WeChat, "A brick is worth a yuan in the country. If it's sent here, it's worth ten yuan. You should have seen it along the way. Many Comoros' buildings are half-built or not painted. It's very normal. The locals are all like this. If they earn money, they'll build a little, bit by bit. A fully built house needs at least two generations, and sometimes three generations."

Kang De thought for a moment and replied, "It's fine. I'm going to support my brothers in the Third World. Construct socialism with the people here."

Kang Jinzhu sent a meme with the middle finger. The first thing he did when he got his phone and installed WeChat was to synchronize the meme.

Then, Father Kang wrote, "I've helped you invite a fair and honest BBC reporter. You have to cooperate with her for an interview. Try your best to defame the French. This English lady will definitely cooperate."

Kang De revealed a disdainful expression and even wanted to immediately send that video to his mother.

He replied, "What are you doing now?"

"He has to explain something to his dead colleague. There's nothing more suitable than exposing the French's sinful actions and listing his deceased colleague as one of the reporters."

His father naturally had his own considerations.

"The motherland will help you hide it. It's impossible to forcefully cover it. It's better to disperse than block it. The higher-ups will definitely choose to guide public opinion and not suppress it. In other words, mold you into an ordinary ferocious man who has once received military training and went to Africa alone to save his father. In that case, why don't we take the initiative and say it? With Miss Irina's cooperation, we can decide the content and main points of the publicity."

"...Alright, let's talk about it in the future."

Kang Jinzhu put away his phone in his pocket and sighed.

Ah, he really wanted to instigate this reporter to pester Kang De and take a few videos to send to Wang Xiaoman... Forget it, who knew what would happen? Xiaoman was his last hope.

He could not do such a thing to trick his son.

--But this little b*stard has grown up and is so arrogant. I'm so unhappy.

He was vexed and thinking when he suddenly saw the king walking over quickly, "Jinzhu! I have an idea!"

When Kang De arrived at his destination according to the location given by the king, the king was already waiting there with his people. When Kang De got out of the car, all the temporarily formed pickets present raised their guns and bowed. Their gazes were almost uncontrollable, revealing fanaticism and excitement as they shouted in unison.

Unfortunately, he did not understand.

The king took a folder from the secretary at the side and walked towards Kang De.

"Everything is ready."

Naturally, a secretary shone the light over. The two of them signed and handed over the title certificate. They transferred the money through the pos machine scene that they had found from somewhere. The card was given by Xie Ligan. As for the procedures and time of the large transfer--the president of the Comoros National Bank had been called over to work on the spot.

Soon.

The procedures were completed.

"Now, it's yours."

The king pointed at the wide venue that covered thousands of square meters behind Kang De.

As a logistics transfer station--of course, the war had already begun. What resources were there? Only some cumbersome and useless construction materials and trash were placed together. The French could not even be bothered to plant bombs here.

"Drive in."

Kang De said to the mercenaries, "This is your supplies and rest base for the time being."

Now, there were two groups of people who temporarily obeyed Kang De.

The first group was the Northern Myanmar mercenaries saved by the French.

These Burmese were quite carefree. When they saw the scene of Kang De chasing after the French convoy, using supernatural powers, and summoning the bronze ball puppet to kill in all directions, they knew that they had seen something they should not have. Therefore, before Kang De could speak, the leader took the initiative to find Kang Jinzhu and offer his loyalty. Of course, the reason was very reasonable. They had been saved by Kang De, so they naturally had to return their lives to him.

This choice was normal.

Which one should he choose to work under an impressive superhuman or be silenced by the other party?

Moreover, Kang De seemed to need professionals like them, at least now.

The other wave was naturally the Russian team brought by Kirov.

The leader was the bodyguard of the arms dealer, Dimitri, a former officer of the signal flag unit. According to Kirov, these soldiers were all retired from the Russian army and made a living as bodyguards. Speaking of that, the Russian also shrugged helplessly at him and said a very classic Chinese online popular saying, "You know."

Of course, Kang De understood.

It was too obvious. Russia could not be bothered to hide it at all, or they knew that they could not hide it, so they simply did not.

These two troops naturally looked like the Russian team from the signal flag was more impressive. From the fields of tactical literacy, military skills, training subjects, and so on, as the elites of the regular army of the former superpower, they were naturally much stronger than the northern Myanmar mercenaries--but it was actually not certain.

The Northern Myanmar mercenaries had been participating in armed operations of various sizes, while the Russians had been bodyguards for a long time after retiring. It was really difficult to say who had the upper hand if the two of them exchanged fire and fought under the same equipment.

Of course, the Burmese were more trustworthy in these two groups, but it was limited. It was really too ridiculous for mercenaries to talk about loyalty, and they were foreign mercenaries hired by money.

The Russians were 100% Russian spies with special missions--but it did not matter.

In any case, Kang De did not plan to let these two people do anything important.

They restrained each other's internal strife and consumed surveillance. They could usually do some rough work.

Cars and the self-propelled anti-aircraft cannon rumbled into this temporary base. Kang De could not help but say to the king, "I'm going to pee."

Then, he ran in like a bolt of lightning and entered the darkness to activate his ability.

He transmigrated through the white fog world.

What greeted his eyes was darkness and vastness. Under his feet were rough mud, piled-up construction materials, low warehouses, a few trucks parked on the road, and the self-propelled cannon.

"--Yay!"

Kang De waved his fist forcefully.

He immediately returned to Earth and turned around.

Those among the black people who knew Chinese had already told their companions what the respected Guardian had just said, so they all looked surprised.

Kang De gestured for the black king to come to the side and took out a map from his pocket.

Buying a house in Moroni was only a temporary placement to deal with these guns and cannons.

He suddenly realized that he had larger, denser, and more satisfying wool to take.

"Your Majesty, I still have a place to buy..."

Kang De's words became even more polite and even genteel.

The king did not understand, but he was not stupid. Seeing Kang De so polite, he realized what was wrong.

"...Where?" He looked troubled, "The king's mausoleum? Or my house?"

"Neither."

Chakat II heaved a sigh of relief. Apart from these two places, everything else was fine.

Then, he saw Kang De point at a certain place on the map. "Can you sell me this place?"

"Of course... Hiss..."

The king gasped. "This... is a French military base?"

Kang De blinked his large innocent eyes. "Yes, yes."

"This..."

Chakat II hesitated for a moment and said, "We previously signed an agreement. The lease period is very long. If we break the agreement, it will damage the credibility of the country... I can announce the annulment of this agreement in the name of the king, expel the French army, and take back this base, but Kang De..."

He looked at Kang De and said sincerely, "I won't do this before I officially contact your motherland and negotiate some things. Can you understand?"

"Alright, alright."

Kang De shrugged, then pointed nearby. "Where's the land I can buy near this military base area? Draw out a piece and don't need much. Sell it to me, okay?"

"Yes, yes... What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I won't put the cannon over. I just want to disgust the French."

The king was skeptical, but he still agreed to Kang De's request. He drafted the contract and notarized the assets as soon as possible. This was good and very convenient for the monarchy.

"Alright, everyone, go busy yourself. I'll go poop again."

After Kang De finished speaking, he ran away, unwilling to stay for almost a moment.

"Hey, Kang De, I have something to tell you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kang De had already disappeared.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. It's so convenient. It's much more convenient than buying a house beside the American base in Japan! French base, French base, French base..."

Kang De rode the giant eagle into the night sky. Facing the map, he swept in the direction of the new land he had obtained. Seymour flapped his wings and was extremely fast. In a short while, he arrived at his destination.

In the distance, he could even see the outline of the military base aviation platform.

It was still shining with lights.

War readiness.

'Your equipment is not bad. They're mine now.'

Kang De snapped his fingers and entered the white fog world.

"Wow... f*ck!"

Surprise, and f*ck.

The surprise was that he had successfully opened up this map.

D*mn, it was...

What he saw was that the white fog was almost stuck to his face.

In theory, the map could expand to the surroundings and even inside the military base. However, the reality was that the white fog did not extend far enough at all, as if it was blocked by an invisible force. Kang De pressed down on the soft and tangible white fog wall. This time, he felt a murderous and strong repulsion.

He turned around and looked. The area behind had expanded extremely far. It was a normal map expansion.

The fog wall was very far away.

After teleporting over and feeling the white fog, the white fog behind him was soft and calm, just like near the district.

"Military base, military..."

He seemed to understand something.

Moreover, he vaguely realized something.

The mechanism of buying a house and opening a map was probably not only limited to buying... Otherwise, what should he do in the ownerless land?

In other words...

He was deep in thought.

At this moment, the quantum signal generator that had not shone for a long time lit up again.

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