Hearing the words of the Federal Ambassador, Zhang Lisheng smiled, "Amusementor Magri, the character of those Wu Li people looks simple and cruel, but in fact it is very simple. A little luck and sincere help can easily gain their respect."

"Is that right, Doctor," Magre sighed and said with a wry smile: "Your theory of 'a little luck and sincere help can gain respect from the Wuli people' is just as desperate as the great inventor Edison said, 'Success is equal to one percent talent plus ninety-nine percent effort, but the decisive factor comes from talent'.

Luck and talent are the most illusory things. Do you know that when I first came to 'Wu Li', I also had sincere kindness to them, but those arrogant natives didn't care about this at all..."

The Federal Ambassador complained endlessly. After he waited patiently, the young man nodded in the dim light, "Amistantor Magri, you said it well. When I helped the Wuli tribe, the natives here were primitive people who could not even sew the skins. They only needed to teach them some junior high school physics knowledge to get their gratitude as gods.

When you contacted them, "Wulli" had miraculously grown into a powerful country with a highly civilized and highly civilized nature through the revived gods. Now that the basic conditions have changed, it is indeed difficult for you to gain the trust and respect of those indigenous peoples no matter how much you give. However, as a federal ambassador, safeguarding the national interests of Militaria is your most important mission, right?

Don't think so much, let's talk about how to get the natives to fulfill the "Occurrence and Defence Treaty" with the Federation. Have they had war with other tribes in the Fire Islands recently? Do they have extra troops?"

"A powerful country with a highly civilized state..." The federal ambassador chewed the black-haired youth beside him to the evaluation of "Wu Li" and said with a sneer: "Those barbaric natives only have weapons and equipment to enter the era of high civilization. The others are still in their original state. All information is spread very slowly and they do not understand basic diplomatic principles at all. The embassy can obtain not much intelligence.

However, in recent months, there have been more and more large rear cruisers such as "Sea Shrimp B1 Island". The land-based sea caravans have frequently appeared in these two points. "Wu Li" should be in a temporary state of peace and can completely draw enough troops to attack the Carado." Magri analyzed.

"Is that true? Ambassador, I understand," Zhang Lisheng, who directed all the illusions seen by the Federal Ambassador, pretended to behave and nodded in contemplation. "If the situation of 'Wu Li' is really as you guessed, then my task will be much easier this time. Maybe it's possible to succeed..."

In this way, the god Wu Li discussed the "Wu Li" information with Magri along the way. After returning to the embassy built by Shanyan, he continued to talk to the federal ambassador for nearly an hour before finally resting.

The next morning, before the rising sun had dispelled the faint mist in the island jungle, he got up early and walked out of his room. Through the dark stone corridor, he came to the embassy hall.

Looking around, seeing the secretary on duty who was dozing on the wooden table, Zhang Lisheng shook his head in a silence, walked over, knocked on the table and said, "Mr. Secretary, good morning, can you prepare the car for me?"

The lazy secretary woke up. He looked at the young man with a little confused look in panic, opened his mouth, and only reacted a few seconds later, and stuttered, "Good morning, doctor, car, do you, do you need a car? You want it so early, where are you going?"

"I plan to pray to the temple of Wuli people. There is not much time left. Please help prepare a carriage as soon as possible." The young man smiled at the sleepy embassy secretary. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a tired voice coming from behind, "Doctor, are you planning to attend the prayer ceremony of Wuli people? This is really a good idea to become closer to them.

But have you been qualified to pray to their gods? What about faith is the natives who are stubborn to a terrible level."

"Good morning, Ambassador Magrie. I didn't expect you to get up so early." Turning his head and smiling at the federal ambassador who had just walked out of the corridor, Zhang Lisheng said: "Don't worry, although the religious forces of Wuli do not recognize me as the secular leaders have the qualifications to participate in prayer ceremonies."

"Okay, I'll prepare a carriage for you right away," Magre nodded and hurriedly ran outside the embassy himself. When he arrived at the stone gate, he suddenly stopped and turned around and said loudly: "By the way, there is breakfast. Harryon quickly go and ask the chef to prepare sandwiches and coffee for Dr. Li Sheng.

Also wake up John, Strysian, Alford... and ask them to immediately bring the Wuli information collected since the embassy was established, quickly, quickly, quickly..."

"Yes, it's Ambassador Magri." Secretary Shiye hurriedly stood up and ran towards the kitchen. In a blink of an eye, only Zhang Lisheng was left in the hall.

He looked in surprise at the direction where the federal ambassador and secretary disappeared, and the young man laughed again and murmured to himself: "Is the federal government recruited Wu Li diplomats from comedians or circuses?

Although it is only a nominal ally of Miligan, it is too disregarded to send such a diplomatic team...", but I don't understand that it was the inertia caused by the closed policy of the Militar embassy that made the diplomats stationed here become lazy.

However, when an emergency is encountered, remove the laziness and the operation of the entire federal embassy will become smoother. After more than ten minutes, the young man was already sitting in the galloping carriage, eating a sandwich with a large piece of juicy animal meat, while sliding the tablet screen on his knees, watching the "Wu Li" in the eyes of federal diplomats.

"Similar to the lifestyle mixed with the primitive jungle society of medieval Europe and Mizhou, simple and powerful armed forces and brave and warlike army... Is this the "Wu Li" in the eyes of the diplomats representing Miligan's "eyes"," After a long time, a satisfied smile gradually appeared on the corner of Zhang Lisheng's mouth, "What I see is what I let them see..."

Accompanied by the young man's subtle and almost imperceptible laughter, the running hoofs of the rhinoceros beasts making a dull "da da..." sound on the flat clay road, and the road rushed into a magnificent temple community.

After more than ten minutes, passing through at least a hundred temples and corridors, the car finally slowly stopped in front of a huge bark house built with the surrounding temples, which seemed extremely inconsistent with the thick stone pillars that were towering into the clouds.

Through the car window, he looked at the dozens of Wu Lizhi, wearing red, yellow, blue and blue robes and crowns waiting outside, standing above billions of people. Zhang Lisheng stopped laughing, stood up and walked out of the carriage.

And when his footsteps stepped onto the soil of Wu Li's most sacred ancestral land, all the priests and warriors around him fell on the mud like they were falling on the wheat fields that were falling in the wind, and murmured in unison, "Great Wu Li, you are the supreme authority of the world;

You are the supreme glory of the world..." The rulings among them crawled forward one after another, kissing the young man's footprints.

"Okay Tugra," Zhang Lisheng said impatiently, "I'm not at the religious ceremony now. You are my closest pastors, so there is no need to worship me in such a cumbersome way."

"Yes, you go." Hearing the god's command, the former head of Wu Li, the current governor immediately stood up respectfully, and heard the faint voice of faith in his heart gradually drifting away. "Tugra, if you do your best now, how large can the 'Wu Li' gather?"

Following Zhang Lisheng's footsteps, Tugela replied without stopping: "Under the turtle, the 'empty beast' left behind by the restored ancient gods is still 75 of which are not damaged after the "World's Conquest Battle, eleven of them are expected to have combat power that surpasses the 'air fortress' of the earthlings.

The number of newly created "empty beasts" by the priests has exceeded 3,200, but only six are comparable to the eleven most powerful "ancient empty beasts"..."

"It is expected that the combat power can surpass the 'air fortress' of the earthlings. Can the most fierce adjectives like the 'ancient sky beast' be used to describe the combat power of the army?" Walking into the bark house and sitting down on the bed covered with thick and long-haired animal skins in the center, Zhang Lisheng interrupted General Wu Li, "Our future enemies are not some arrogant continental kingdom.

But a complete ‘world’ do you understand Tugra, when strength gains absolute advantage, we can divide ‘combat units’ in extensive and vague forms, but now it cannot, because in future wars, every point of combat potential of ‘Wu Li’ must be squeezed out to win.”

"Under the turtle, the seminary led by the Aruba Theologian is already underway for the precise division of the combat power of biological weapons for air beasts and ground combat. Please rest assured that the 'Wu Li' army can complete the new integration in at most half a year." Tugela explained respectfully.

Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment, and sighed in a silence, "I can even use words like "integration". Tugra, it seems that you are not slow to accept new things.

Very good. In this crazy era, not accepting change means decline and demise. I feel relieved if you can do this. Since it will take time to accurately calculate the combat effectiveness of the Wu Li army, I won’t ask more questions now.

However, Wu Li's first performance in the Great Thousand World could not be delayed until half a year later. In ten days, he mobilized five or less than 100,000 most elite soldiers..." Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a violent earthquake and a loud bang that followed him that shook the world.

PS: This week, Xiacun was transferred to flood prevention, and brought a laptop but no internet. Last night, I stayed up late and wrote a letter that I had written after I went back to the town tonight for dinner. Then I secretly found an Internet cafe to send it, and I was so anxious that I was so anxious.

Alas, I won’t say much, I need to go back to the hotel and go to the village. I will just use small fish like pigs and pigs to make up my style. It’s so hard!!!
Chapter completed!