Chapter 222 Rented Population

In the dense and lush forests and endless mountains, Wang Jin's Air Force One host, escorted by a group of flying dragons, passed through the eerie and terrifying forest and arrived above the underground base.

Bang!

The huge host landed on the open ground, crushing the weeds on the ground. Wang Jin, who had just come out of the Mother Nest Canyon, walked out of the host and stepped into the underground base he had not been to for a long time under the gaze of the soldiers of the underground base.

"Brother Wang, why didn't you notify me in advance? I should be prepared!"

As soon as Wang Jin walked out of the host, Jiang Zhengqing, who had been waiting for this, gave him a bear hug, patted Wang Jin's shoulder and laughed, his rough face full of enthusiasm.

"Isn't this a hurry to leave? I don't have a sentry point in your base, so it's troublesome to notify. How about Brother Jiang build a sentry point for us here? I can also notify you in advance if there is anything in the future!"

Wang Jin's mouth cracked, and he winked at Jiang Zhengqing, and also patted his shoulder and laughed.

Establishing outposts in other bases is equivalent to being an open spy. Others will know what happens in your base, just like stationing troops in other countries in peacetime. Normal people will not agree to it.

Jiang Zhengqing's face froze, and the hand that was patting Wang Jin's shoulder stopped in mid-air. He smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Wang, don't joke with me. Our place is small, so forget about outposts. Anyway, our two bases are not far apart, and you have flying mutants for transportation, so it is not troublesome to communicate, so there is no need to build outposts."

"Humph! You are so beautiful, why don't you let us build an outpost at the Lishan base!"

Behind Jiang Zhengqing stood a pretty girl who was very angry after hearing what Wang Jin said. It was Jiang Zhengqing's daughter, Jiang Shishi, who finally disliked Wang Jin.

"Shishi, don't be disrespectful, Brother Wang is joking with me."

Jiang Zhengqing scolded with a stern face, but there was no blame on his face. His eyes were very strange and kept looking at Wang Jin and Jiang Shishi, which made Wang Jin feel uneasy. He always felt that Jiang Zhengqing's eyes were malicious, as if he had taken a fancy to Wang Jin.

"Brother Wang, I know you don't come to the temple for no reason. Let's go into the house to talk about it."

Jiang Zhengqing's face suddenly became serious. He knew that Wang Jin would not come to him for no reason to reminisce about the past and drink tea. He must have something to discuss.

"That's exactly what I want. I really have something to discuss with Brother Jiang."

Wang Jin followed Jiang Zhengqing and walked deep into the underground under the protection of the second-level insect general Azizada, and came to a Chinese-style room with a full ancient style and made of wood.

Let Azizada stand guard outside the door, and Wang Jin accompanied the father and daughter of the Jiang family into the room.

"Shishi, serve tea!"

As soon as Wang Jin sat down, Jiang Zhengqing shouted to his daughter.

Although Jiang Shishi was very unhappy, she had learned from the past and did not make a fuss. She poured tea for Wang Jin and Jiang Zhengqing, pouted and sat aside, listening to the conversation between Wang Jin and his father.

"To be honest, I came here to do business with Brother Jiang." Wang Jin took a sip of the fragrant tea, put down the teacup casually, looked at Jiang Zhengqing's rough face, and said his purpose: "We want to rent your survivors from the Lishan base. The remuneration is negotiable. We can consider whatever you need."

"You want to buy and sell people, this is impossible." Jiang Zhengqing's face changed and refused without hesitation.

Although the survivors seem to be useless on the surface, without survivors, no matter how big the base is, it is just an empty shell.

Without survivors, you have no soldiers to recruit!

Without survivors, you have no labor to grow food!

Without survivors, you cannot produce products and build defensive buildings.

Survivors have more functions. Human creativity is infinite. Although survivors cannot represent your military force, they often represent the development potential of your base.

As long as there are enough survivors, the base will develop faster, otherwise the development will be slower. This is the same as the truth before the end of the world. In the end of the world, technology is completely destroyed, and the saying "there is strength in numbers" is perfectly interpreted.

So survivors are still very important to the base. Can you imagine what a base with no survivors and only a few people would look like?

That's not a base, it's a stronghold at most.

So when Jiang Zhengqing heard Wang Jin's words, he immediately refused. Their base is not short of food now, and they even have surplus food to sell to Wang Jin. They are not worried that too many survivors will cause a food crisis.

Jiang Zhengqing will not sell a large number of survivors in the base unless it is absolutely necessary.

Jiang Shishi, who was standing beside him, was even more furious. She slammed the table, stood up, pointed at Wang Jin and asked: "Mr. Wang, don't go too far. Our survivors will not be sold no matter what. We are not afraid if you want to force them to buy or sell."

Seeing the two of them so excited, Wang Jin shook his head with a smile, and said with a smile: "Can you listen carefully before you make a conclusion? I am not saying that I want to buy your survivors. I am saying to rent them. Do you understand? Since it is renting, there is a return, so the survivors are still yours, we are just borrowing them for use."

"You don't want to rob our survivors, then what do you want to do? Survivors are not goods, why do you rent them."

Jiang Shishi was stunned, and couldn't understand Wang Jin's idea. Wang Jin couldn't rent survivors to work. There were more than 100,000 survivors in the Lishan base. What kind of work required more than 100,000 survivors? Jiang Shishi couldn't figure it out, and she was even more confused.

"It turned out that we made a mistake. Haha, I was too careless just now. Brother, I will punish myself with three cups of tea. Brother Wang, please continue."

Jiang Zhengqing also reacted and realized that he had made a mistake. He looked at Wang Jin embarrassedly, laughed and drank three cups of hot tea, and instantly resolved the embarrassment.

"Because we need to collect the mental power of the survivors, but the base itself does not have enough survivors, so we want to rent survivors from you to collect mental power. Our plan is this. In the future, we will rent the survivors from your base and use the host to transport them to the Lishan base. After collecting the mental power, we will transport them back to you on the same day."

As Wang Jin spoke, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked directly at Jiang Zhengqing and said, "Brother Jiang also knows the strength of our air force. There will be no problem with transportation. No flying mutant beasts can harass our hosts, and the survivors of your base will be guaranteed to be safe."

"You need mental power. Why do you need mental power? Forget it. No matter what you need mental power for, it's your business, but what good does it do for us?"

Before Jiang Zhengqing answered, Jiang Shishi on the side couldn't help but interrupt. After being glared at by Jiang Zhengqing, she retracted her neck and closed her mouth in frustration.

Wang Jin didn't care. He tapped the table lightly with his fingers, chuckled twice, and said in a tempting tone: "As for the rewards, we will also provide corresponding supplies, clothing, gasoline, vegetables, food, and even arms, etc., which can all be used as your rewards. Think about it, you don't have to pay anything, and you can get these material rewards, why not do it."