"Hmm," Ji Xian nodded, "Do you have any here, or can you get some?"

As Ji Xian spoke, he casually handed Jerluca a small bag of wafer biscuits.

This was taken from the large box. The small packaging bag doesn't have a production address or date printed on it, so you can safely give it to Jeruca.

To Ji Xian, this was a worthless trinket.

He, Xia Luoxue, and Li Youmi had already eaten a lot on the way, and only leftovers because they couldn't eat anymore.

However, when Lord Jeluca received the biscuits and touched them, he felt that they were crisp and crunchy, and his face lit up with a happy smile.

Jeruc carefully put the biscuits into his pocket and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Brother Ji Xian, why are you being so polite with me? Come on, let me show you around my military factory."

Ji Xian's eyes lit up. He also had a military factory?

He had never seen a military factory in his life, and he wanted to take a look.

"good!"

Then, Jeruca led a group of people away from the castle.

Jeruca got into his car, which looked like an oversized soda can.

Ji Xian returned to his car, and Xia Luoxue drove, following Jeruca, one in front and one behind, to the gate of a factory.

After getting out of the car, Jeluka introduced, "This is my military factory, which mainly produces AK semi-automatic rifles and bullets."

Ji Xian glanced at the soldiers in the city.

No wonder these soldiers are equipped with these rifles; they're manufactured by themselves, which reduces costs.

Upon entering the factory, the first room you enter is a spacious forging workshop.

The space here is very large, and the first thing you can see is several huge machines and a huge steel furnace.

However, none of these steelmaking machines and furnaces were operational, since the post-apocalyptic world didn't have enough resources for them to refine steel.

What's in operation is a small steelmaking furnace with dozens of tall chimneys, built separately from the forging workshop, and hundreds or thousands of slaves working non-stop.

The slaves used long, large tongs to pick up the jumbled scrap metal and put it into the small steel furnace.

Then the refined metal blocks are taken out and manually stamped.

Ji Xian could tell at a glance that this so-called factory had very low production efficiency. If it weren't for the large number of slaves, it probably wouldn't be able to produce much in a day.

Ji Xian cautiously voiced his doubts: "Isn't your technology a bit outdated?"

Jeruca laughed and said, "What's wrong with technology being outdated? As long as it's cheap and achieves its purpose, that's fine."

Ji Xian also laughed and said, "The cost is cheap, but I think it's not cheap to use so many people."

In the real world, the purpose of improving technology is simply to reduce manpower and lower production costs.

Ji Xian subconsciously thought that the cost was high because he was using so many people.

Jeruca laughed: "What are you saying, Brother Ji Xian? Slaves are only worth a few dollars. As long as you give them two bottles of nutrient solution a day, they can work until they die."

Ji Xian felt suffocated.

Capitalists are truly heartless and inhuman; they treat people like dirt.

Ji Xian tried asking, "Isn't what you're doing a bit inhumane?"

Jeluka became agitated and retorted, "How am I being inhumane? I don't curse them or whip them. How am I being inhumane?"

Ji Xian choked, speechless.

In this apocalyptic world, this is already quite humane.

Ji Xian felt that the entire forging room was very hot, and he couldn't stand it after being inside for a short while.

It's hard to imagine what it must have felt like for these slaves to be working beside the furnace.

Keep in mind that Ji Xian had used gene-enhancing drugs before, and even he couldn't stand it, so what about these slaves?

Just then, Jeluca said, "Ah, it's unbearably hot here, it's practically uninhabitable. Let's go look somewhere else."

Ji Xian's eyes widened.

Isn't it ironic that Gérard Luca said this, and the one above that he claimed to be humane?

After leaving the forging workshop, we visited the casting workshop and the assembly workshop.

It's all handmade.

There's not a single high-tech feature here.

Ji Xianlai was in high spirits.

Because I'm interested.

But after watching it, I felt disappointed.

Ji Xian said, "Perhaps you didn't understand what I meant. I want high-tech weapons, not these."

Jeruc said, "What high-tech weapons do you need? Just these, AKs, and bullets. I'll give you ten truckloads. As long as the quantity is large, who cares about high technology? We can easily push through."

Ji Xian was speechless; he didn't have as many slaves as Jeruca.

Jeruca desperately wanted to use his resources to curry favor with Ji Xian, but Ji Xian didn't need any of that.

Ji Xian shook his head: "Only high-tech stuff."

Jeruca said, "If you really insist, go find my brother. He's in charge of selling the goods I produce. When he goes to other cities, he can take you with him."

"OK."

Ji Xian bid farewell to the city lord and went to the auction house.

Inside the VIP room.

Jemoka brewed another cup of tea made from the leaves of that unknown tree and served it to Ji Xian and the others.

Ji Xian refused to drink it, looking down on it. Xia Luoxue and Li Youmi also looked down on this kind of stuff now.

After Ji Xian revealed his purpose, Jemoka sat back down in his chair, deep in thought.

He then said, "I can take you to a bigger city, but I have conditions."

"What are the conditions?" Ji Xian asked.

"You must increase your trading volume with me, and from now on, you must only trade with me."

Ji Xian thought about it. In his previous transactions, he only took out a small amount of supplies to trade with Jemoka. Although it was enough for his current expenses, if he went to a big city, he would buy more supplies. Therefore, he did need to increase the volume of transactions.

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