Ji Xian yawned in the car, waiting listlessly.
Jemoka is finally back.
He rubbed his hands sheepishly: "Brother Ji Xian, these supplies are truly the best of the best. How much do you plan to sell each can for?"
Ji Xian: "Didn't you always set the price? You set the price, and if it was right, I would sell."
Jemoka pondered, "This is difficult to decide..."
Ji Xian said, "You can do what you did last time when you sold rice: go to the fishing port and give me a suitable price when you come back."
Jemoka's eyes lit up: "If you're willing to make this deal, that would be wonderful."
He had already earned energy points after completing the transaction at the fishing port, and then he gave the energy points to Ji Xian.
This is a sure-fire way to make money.
Jemoka then asked, "When will Brother Ji Xian be able to set off?"
Ji Xian: "Now is fine."
"Okay, I'll go prepare now." When it comes to making money, Jemoka is just as eager.
soon.
Ji Xian then boarded Jemoka's private jet.
…
Fishing port.
As soon as they got off the plane, Ji Xian and Jemoka were surrounded by a group of people.
Ji Xian had never seen such a scene before.
A group of people wearing bulletproof vests and carrying M41 rifles surrounded the group of people who had just gotten out of the car.
Ji Xian asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Who are these people?"
Jemoka was also puzzled: "These are the port's security team, I don't know why they stopped us."
Soon, a young man dressed in unusual clothes came up from behind the group.
He was wearing a close-fitting suit of armor similar to Iron Man's.
While others wore ordinary bulletproof vests, he wore a high-tech armor.
Judging from his attire, one could tell at a glance that he held a high position among this group, likely belonging to the category of commanders.
In a post-apocalyptic world, it cannot be denied that the level of technology has reached a very advanced level, and the technology to create armor similar to Iron Man's in the movies does exist.
However, the existence of technology does not equate to the productivity of mass production.
It is reasonable and understandable that the commander would wear more technologically advanced and defensively superior armor.
Jemoka exclaimed in surprise, "We are legitimate businessmen here to do business, why are you stopping us?"
The armored man said, "According to the regulations of the fishing port, all outsiders must be checked, and those without a fishing port ID card must be detained first."
Jemoka's eyes widened: "I've been to the fishing port many times, and I've never had such a rule before."
"Now we have it."
A group of men with guns stood behind Ji Xian and the others, telling them to leave.
As Jemoka was leaving, he asked, "Can you tell me your name?"
“My name is Elro,” the armored man replied.
"Very good." Jemoka murmured, then activated the bracelet to contact someone.
Jemoka and Ji Xian, along with Jemoka's plane pilot and other attendants, were escorted along.
Jemoka became very quiet.
Turning back to Ji Xian, he said, "Don't resist. Don't worry, just do as I say. We'll be able to leave soon."
Ji Xian nodded.
For someone born in a peaceful world, this is the first time he's encountered something like this, and it's quite a challenge for him.
Ji Xian himself hadn't expected to be so calm.
Even with a gun pointed at his back, he didn't feel much fear. Instead, he calmly thought about how he should retaliate if the other side attacked.
Perhaps it's because of the overuse of gene-editing agents.
Not long after.
They were taken to a small hut and locked inside.
The room was simply furnished, with only a few benches and a table.
Ji Xian casually found a place to sit down.
Jemoka, on the other hand, seemed to be constantly contacting someone.
Ji Xian discovered that none of Jemoka's attendants were afraid; they quietly awaited Jemoka's instructions.
Ji Xian suspected that these people had been brainwashed by Jemoka or something, as they were able to remain so calm.
Anyway, the people in the post-apocalyptic world are all strange, and Ji Xian is too lazy to investigate further.
Half an hour has passed.
Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door.
A security guard wearing a bulletproof vest opened the door.
But the first person to walk in was a woman.
A woman with a captivating charm.
The woman, dressed in ancient palace attire with her hair piled high and adorned with a swaying hairpin, gracefully entered the room.
Ji Xian didn't want to complain about the clothes of the people in this world. Perhaps because of the apocalypse, there was a cultural break, and aesthetics and clothing were all kinds of strange.
When Jemoka saw the woman, he excitedly went up to her and said, "Sophia, you've finally arrived!"
Sophia... a Western name, yet she's dressed in palace attire... well, I'm speechless. Ji Xian just watched quietly.
The woman nodded: "I'll rescue you."
Just then, the man dressed in armor similar to Iron Man's, Elro, followed closely behind and walked in.
Elro said, "Sophia, the president of the Golden Gate Chamber of Commerce, are these the people you want to save?"
The woman nodded gently: "Yes."
Elro added, "Even if these people are partners of the Kinmen Chamber of Commerce, it's not enough to let them out."
The woman asked, "Then how can we release them?"
Elro laughed and said, "At least it has to be your family."
The woman's eyes flickered, and she said with a smile, "You might not believe it, but this man is not only my business partner, but also my lover."
Just as Ji Xian was wondering what "mistress" meant, he saw the woman move lightly to stand next to Jemoka and reach out to take Jemoka's arm.
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