Chapter 27, Take My Wallet
This was a deserted cave club that Denison Henry had never seen before. He could never have imagined that such a dramatic change would happen after he had not been there for only a month.
He was from Garbage Town and was a traveling merchant. He bought the ore produced by the Abandoned Cave Society and sold it to Garbage Town for preliminary processing to make suitable pig iron for sale.
He had heard that a group of looters had set their sights on Feidong Society. He thought that Feidong Society was doomed, and silently prayed for these poor people. He also felt sorry for himself for losing a cheap resource import site and making less money.
Unexpectedly, the Feidong Society not only survived, but also received help from the planet's governor.
If this isn’t a blessing in disguise, what is?
In Feidongshe, Henry saw factories and smelting furnaces that were erected and emitting white smoke, representing the power of industry.
He saw the residential area built nearby. It was dinner time and he could see smoke from cooking. The food the residents of Feidong Village ate was actually better than what he had eaten in Garbage Town, his hometown.
He also saw the soldiers on guard. They were wearing combat uniforms with bulletproof vests on the outside. Their left eyes had been transformed into mechanical ones. Their mechanical servants glowed with a cold blue light. They looked very elite at first glance.
His expression was clearly seen by Patel who was standing next to him.
The surprised look of this 'old friend' gave Patel great satisfaction.
He really liked to see others surprised, because it would make him further confirm from the bottom of his heart that it was the right thing to do to completely accept the Governor and become his subject.
He patted Henry on the shoulder and said, "Don't be in a daze, let's go, there are more good things to see."
Retracting his gaze, Henry turned to Patel: "You...is the Governor really so generous?"
Patel looked pious. "Yes, and this is just the beginning. I firmly believe that under the rule of the Governor, our lives will get better and better! To be honest, why don't you go back and talk to your bosses and ask them to join the Governor as soon as possible?"
When this topic was mentioned, Henry calmed down a little: "We are already under the rule of the governor, and we are also a member of the alliance."
Patel could hear the perfunctory tone.
He was a little disappointed, because he sincerely thought that Junk Town could join in and contribute to the Governor's cause.
Of course, he also knew that his old friend Henry was just an ordinary merchant in Garbage Town, and his status was just that. Garbage Town had a population of over 100,000, and was also a large settlement. The people who had the final say there were the people called "agents". Agents of all sizes determined the direction of the entire Garbage Town.
Henry was just a traveling merchant, and he was still trying to get even the smallest qualification of an agent. His words didn't count in Garbage Town.
Patel simply hoped that Henry could go back and persuade those agents.
But it seems that I was indeed naive.
Those agents make money from raw materials and energy, from scavengers and adventurers, and they are so full of money, how could they give up so easily?
Unless they witnessed the Governor's majesty with their own eyes.
Putting aside his thoughts, Patel's face was filled with smile again.
He took Henry and showed him some good stuff.
That is the finished alloy plastic steel product made by Feidong Society.
Seeing the neatly stacked plastic steel, Henry was stunned again.
"This... is alloy plastic steel? Can you make something like this?"
He really didn't expect it.
When he looked at those smelting furnaces before, he thought that it was great that they could produce steel at most. He was already thinking that in the future, the raw materials would be transported from Garbage Town, then produced by Feidong Society, and then transported to Fuxing City for sale. This route would be much more cost-effective than reselling mineral resources.
But what is unexpected is that what Feidong Society produces is not steel, but alloy plastic steel!
This stuff is much better than steel! With different formulas, it can show strong compressive and tensile strength, and also have strong plasticity.
From the perspective of businessmen, its price will certainly be higher than that of steel, but in fact, it is not too high. It is mainly because manufacturers, whether they use alloy plastic steel to make weapons, machinery manufacturing, or building materials, are very sensitive to costs for many low-end product lines with high demand. If the cost of alloy plastic steel is much higher than that of steel, then they would rather continue to use cheap steel.
Of course, if there are some alloy plastic-steel materials with very special properties, then they will definitely be valuable in some special equipment, such as making better gun barrels, more solid mechanical structures, and used in some high value-added production, and can be sold at a particularly high price.
But even though ordinary alloy plastic steel materials cannot be sold at a particularly high price, as long as there is a reasonable pricing strategy, there will be no problem with sales.
At the same time, it seems that there are very few forces in the entire wasteland that have the ability to produce alloy plastic steel. Maybe Blackbird Heavy Industry Group has this ability, but their production capacity is not enough to supply their own consumption, and I have never seen them sell this material to others.
From this perspective, the alloy plastic steel produced by Feidong Society can almost be regarded as a unique business.
Beyond making money, this represents huge influence.
Denison Henry can't wait!
"How much are these? Sell them to me!" he said, rubbing his hands.
"Don't be in a hurry." Patel laughed and led Henry to another place.
Here, there are some finished products made of alloy plastic steel - individual armored vests and helmets.
Patel proudly introduced: "Look at these things. If you shoot them with an iron barrel rifle, at most they will leave a mark!"
After saying this, he was afraid that Henry wouldn't believe him, so he actually took out an iron barrel rifle.
This thing looks simple, but it is a very common firearm in the wasteland. A simple iron pipe tied to a wooden handle has the simplest launching device, which can fire gunpowder bullets. Since there is no craftsmanship at all, its power is very mysterious, and its accuracy is even more mysterious. If it is well made, it may be mediocre, and if it is not made well, it is just a fire stick that can make a noise. Whether it can hit the target depends entirely on fate.
Feidong Society had hundreds of guns, which were seized from the bandits after the "Prisoners of the Dead" were annihilated. The Governor-General looked down on these junks and gave them to them as self-defense weapons.
The armored vest was put on a target, and Patel pulled the bolt and fired more than a dozen bullets at the target from a distance of more than ten meters.
When it was done, Henry leaned over to take a look.
There were still bullet marks, but none of them could penetrate the vest. The target behind it was a little tilted due to the vibration, but there was indeed no damage.
This defensive power is enough.
Henry even tried it on himself and found that the weight was completely within an acceptable range. Alloy plastic steel can maintain sufficient strength and toughness while ensuring lightness.
This thing is a killer weapon in the wasteland. With this set of equipment, the most common iron barrel rifle in the wasteland will really become a fire stick.
He could already imagine how enthusiastically this vest would be sought after by scavengers and adventurers in the garbage town.
This is all money!
"Stop talking! I'll buy it! Take my wallet!"
(End of this chapter)
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