After the nuclear war, ruins stretch across the landscape in the apocalypse. If you accidentally survived on the wasteland, then you must be ready to face the endless hunger, ceaseless dangers, the mad zombies at night, and the peculiar mutant creatures that are the aftermath of constant radiation. But for Jiang Chen, this place is heaven. Mansions standing tall, luxurious cars parked on the street, high tech products and gold abandoned everywhere. What? You were the president of a game development company before the war? You were responsible for the development of the 3D virtual reality online multiplayer game? Well, that’s great, why don’t you come work for me. Your salary is two pieces of bread a day. iPhone? Ultra thin design? Don’t you see that the phone I invented is thinner than a condom? Aircraft carrier? Fighter jets? Oh, I have those things as well, but they are designed for space combat. Watch the story of Jiang Chen, who possesses the ability to travel through space and time, as he witnesses the creation of an empire stretched across space and time...
Chief Zaria quickly agreed, afraid that Jiang Chen would change his mind. He thought that he won big in this deal, so he drafted the contract on the spot and happily wrote the terms they previously agreed on.
However, it was a pity that he did not notice that at the moment the two parties signed, the general who stood in front of him revealed a meaningful smile.
One T-3 power armor at a cost of 200,000 credits was the price Chief Zaria, on behalf of War Chief Duaman, ordered for 400 units under the name of the United African Tribes. The minimum delivery was 10 units per month, and the payment was to be settled on a monthly basis, with no arrears. As for the grain exported from the United African Tribes to the Sixth Street, NAC would not purchase in bulk, instead, it would only impose a tariff of 10% while opening the market to the United African Tribes.