I built an armada.

Five hundred billion?!

When Noda Taro heard this, he felt like the sky had fallen. A full 50 billion US dollars! This was an astronomical figure. He had taken over a mess, how could there be so much money?

He cried out, "Great Chief, we really have no money left!"

"You're buying warships and submarines if you don't have the money? I don't care. Of the 50 billion US dollars, I can only contribute a maximum of 10 billion. You'll have to figure out the rest. If you can't, I'll send someone to check on you!"

"Anyway, the nuclear weapons in the warehouse have been unused for so long that they're almost rusting!"

When the chief brought out the atomic bomb, Noda Taro chickened out, because they had truly witnessed the power of the atomic bomb!
So he quickly changed his tune, saying, "Great Chief, we will definitely raise the remaining 40 billion. Please give us some time to do so!"

"Tomorrow! I'll wait until noon tomorrow at the latest. If I don't see 40 billion by then, you'll all be buried with 40 billion!"

This time, the Great Chief's voice was colder than ever before, just like Noda Taro's heart.

After hanging up the phone, he slumped into his chair, staring silently at the ceiling, a tear rolling down his cheek. If he had known this would be the outcome, he would never have provoked the Longxia tribe!

The other cabinet ministers were all looking away, wishing they could disappear into the ground, afraid that the task of raising money would fall on their shoulders. They knew the situation of the tribe better than anyone else.

After a while, Noda Taro's eyes refocused, as if he had come back to life. He glanced at the other cabinet ministers and asked softly, "What should we do?"

This question is like a heavy hammer blow to the hearts of these cabinet ministers. If they could raise 50 billion US dollars, would they still be sitting here?

So the entire conference room fell silent.

Noda Taro gave a wry smile: "Are you all going to follow the example of the previous cabinet and commit seppuku as a form of atonement?"

All the cabinet ministers shuddered, their faces turning pale. Who would want to die if they could live? They hadn't even had a chance to enjoy life yet!
"Your Excellency, I don't think we can't come up with 40 billion."

Koizumi Jiro suddenly stood up. He knew he had to do something at this moment, or he would be dragged into seppuku by Noda Taro, or he would have to wait for the Eagle Tribe's atomic bomb.

Noda Taro raised his eyelids and waved his hand, saying, "Tell me, we've reached a critical moment of life and death. Either we all perish, or we unite and overcome this crisis!"

Koizumi Jiro nodded: "Your Excellency is right. My method is actually very simple. Although our tribe is poor, our tribe's businesses are very wealthy!"

The Eastern Wilderness tribe also has world-renowned companies, with many industries such as automobiles and televisions being highly developed, so it is not impossible to get money from these businessmen.

Noda Taro's eyes lit up, and he regained some of his energy: "Very good, send someone now to call over the heads of the top 100 companies!"

Before long, a large number of business leaders arrived at the cabinet meeting room. As prominent businessmen, this was not their first time here.

This was the first time they had all gathered together like this, and they were all very curious about what the cabinet wanted to do.

Once everyone had arrived, Koizumi Jiro didn't hide anything and directly explained the crisis they had encountered, as well as the threat posed to them by the Great Chief of the Eagle Tribe.

"Gentlemen, the tribe has provided you with many conveniences; now it is time for you to repay the tribe!"

All the business leaders lowered their heads and whispered among themselves. They were businessmen, and who would be willing to donate money now? Especially since this donation would come without any benefit.

Seeing that none of the company leaders had spoken up, Noda Taro became furious and slammed his fist on the table!
"A bunch of parasites! Don't think I don't know what you've been up to behind the scenes. Should I have someone investigate you? You have to pay this 40 billion, whether you like it or not, or I'll use you as shields against an atomic bomb tomorrow!"

Seeing the leader's furious expression, the merchants felt very guilty. They knew that their business was so large that there must be something shady going on, and they couldn't withstand any investigation!
So, under duress and enticement, hundreds of business leaders finally relented. After some discussion, they pooled together 40 billion US dollars, along with 10 billion from the Eagle Tribe, and then transferred the money to the Dragon Summer Tribe.

The bigwigs in the conference room were waiting for news when suddenly a soldier knocked on the door and walked in.

"Report! Our finance department has received a transfer of 50 billion US dollars from the Eastern Wilderness Tribe!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Shuai slapped the table excitedly: "Haha, great! They used to rip us off, now we can finally rip them off properly!"

He coughed lightly twice: "Alright, a proper celebration is fine, but let's not go too far. Comrade Su has earned so much foreign exchange for us this time, he deserves a reward."

“Yes, Su has made a great contribution. Wouldn’t a commendation be too meager? How about a second-class merit?” another bigwig suggested.

The proposal was quickly approved by many others, who raised their hands to vote and ultimately decided: "Okay, let's give him a second-class merit; he deserves it."

"Oh, right, that repair module, get someone to install it right away, and make sure the fleets from the Eastern Wilderness and the Eagle Tribe leave immediately!"

Xue Shuai stood up, nodded, and said, "I understand."

"If we don't get them out of here soon, I reckon those little brats in the navy won't be able to resist sinking them!"

……

On the sea, a naval soldier was staring through binoculars at the fleet they had surrounded, shaking his head in exasperation: "Oh dear, what perfect targets! I could destroy a ship with just one missile!"

He was so engrossed in fantasizing about wiping out the Eastern Wilderness fleet not far away with cannonballs that he didn't notice Zhou Qinglei coming up behind him.

"You brat!" Zhou Qinglei smacked the soldier on the head. "You think you're the only one itching to fight? But even if you can fire the cannons, you can't just blow up these ships. Just throw the men into the sea."

"Although these ships are already disabled, they can still be used if we dismantle them!"

The soldier chuckled and gave a thumbs-up: "Sir, you have the foresight!"

Just as they were talking, several more patrol ships arrived in the distance, heading straight for the 055 10,000-ton destroyer. A group of researchers in white coats were standing on the deck.

After communicating with them, Zhou Qinglei learned that these people were there to install repair modules for the paralyzed fleet.

"Haha, it seems the negotiations have been finalized!" Zhou Qinglei chuckled, immediately dispatching over a hundred soldiers in patrol boats to accompany the staff to the Eagle Tribe's vessel. "We're here to rescue you, we mean no harm!"

A researcher raised his hand and shouted, and the Eagle Tribe naval soldiers on the deck almost burst into tears. How could they dare to say anything?
On Longxia's patrol ship, there were also missile cluster launchers installed, which were aimed at them. The soldiers of the Eagle Tribe had no doubt that if they showed the slightest sign of resistance, they would go up into the sky with the ship!
So they didn't dare to move, letting the researchers in white coats and Longxia soldiers come onto the ship, carrying what looked like black briefcases.

The leading researcher was a middle-aged man, thin but with bright, piercing eyes. He was a team leader in the integrated military-industrial factory, named Huang Bingkun, and also the team leader for this mission.

The soldiers behind them carried up industrial power lines one by one.

Upon entering the control room, a researcher opened a briefcase. In the center of the briefcase was a very sophisticated machine, which looked like a part of some kind of precision instrument.

Huang Bingkun stepped forward, entered a string of code, and the repair module in the briefcase began to run. The small screen was full of red dots, each red dot representing a place that had been punctured by a pulse.

There aren't many good places on the ship!

The researchers studied the screen and determined the route for laying the line.

"Remember, the route must be as short as possible! These industrial routes were given to us as a gift, so the shorter the better, just enough for their ships to navigate!"

Zhou Bingkun gave his earnest instructions, and everyone else nodded in agreement.

"Director Su's order is to save money wherever possible. When working for the Eagle and the Eastern Wilderness tribes, don't take it too seriously; just do a sloppy job!"

Before they came, Su Dingping had specifically instructed them on this matter, so Zhou Bingkun repeated it.

There were also a few officers from the Eagle Tribe in the control room. They couldn't help, but they still came in to keep an eye on things because they were afraid that the control room would be destroyed by the Dragon Xia people.

This made Zhou Bingkun very uncomfortable: "Still keeping an eye on us? Do they think we care about their junk? Director Su said that our ships will be upgraded soon!"

"Whether it's destroyers, patrol ships, frigates, or even submarines, we need to upgrade our equipment!"

This was originally a conversation among the researchers. Since everyone here was from the Eagle Tribe, and no one from the Eagle Tribe could speak the Longxia language, the researchers chatted without any reservations.

Little did they know, one of these officers was a fan of Longxia, who loved Longxia culture and had even taught himself the Longxia language. So he overheard the researchers' conversation.

"Oh no, I found out about this? Will they kill me? No, I absolutely can't reveal that I speak Chinese, otherwise they won't let me off the hook!"

The officer's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he tried to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.

In about ten minutes, the researchers came up with the shortest route for the industrial line and then directed the soldiers to start installation and debugging. In just about half an hour, the repair module was activated.

"Alright, you guys can give it a try, but the repair module can only last for about three hours, so you should leave as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, an officer stepped forward and eagerly began to try to restart the ship, and he actually succeeded!

The ship is now able to move, but the control panel is still broken. As a result, the ship can only move around and cannot do anything else.

The researchers then returned to their own ships. Before leaving, Zhou Bingkun excitedly added, "By the way, do you know how much this tiny chip costs?"

Another researcher quickly replied, "The cost is around ten thousand US dollars. Including our labor costs, it should be around twenty thousand, right?"

Zhou Bingkun sneered: "Twenty thousand? How would we make a profit if it's that cheap? It's fifty million! And in US dollars!"

Other researchers gasped in shock: "Isn't this a bit too much?"

Zhou Bingkun shook his head: "Black? This is already a friendly price. Don't forget what the Eastern Wilderness Tribe and the Eagle Tribe did to us. We only want their money, not their lives. We're already letting them off easy!"

As the sound faded into the distance, the officer who could understand Longxia language desperately covered his mouth, tears streaming down his face.

What did he hear? The cost price was 20,000, but they wanted to sell it to them for 50 million? The price difference was staggering!
But he dared not say anything, because the Longxia tribe was too terrifying. Even a researcher kept saying he wanted their lives. Longxia was simply too terrifying!

At this time, other researchers also came to other ships, and after installing the repair modules, they urged them to leave quickly.

Because the ships could only hold out for a mere three hours, after the repair modules were installed, Longxia's soldiers kept urging the ships to move. One by one, the ships finally started moving, and they fled without looking back.

Many naval soldiers silently vowed in their hearts that they would never come to the Longxia tribe again!
Finally, Huang Bingkun arrived at the Eagle Tribe's destroyer. Talos was on the destroyer, but his face looked quite grim.

"Look, that guy with the pipe, you'd think someone owed him money!"

Once on deck, Zhou Bingkun's talkative nature came into play as he complained about the Eagle Tribe soldiers on deck, his words often containing derogatory undertones.

Zhou Bingkun was already very skilled at installing and repairing the modules, so he was able to repair the ships much faster, completing the task in just twenty minutes.

Zhou Bingkun arrived in front of Talos and had over four hundred briefcases brought over.

"These are the repair modules that our Director Su sold to you. There are a total of one thousand modules, five hundred for the Eastern Wilderness Tribe and five hundred for the Eagle Tribe. You can count them."

"If you have any big business opportunities like this in the future, remember to come back to us!"

He didn't care whether Talos understood or not. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. The money and goods were settled, and he didn't want to have anything to do with these foreigners.

After the Eagle Tribe's fleet left, they went to install repair modules on the Eastern Wilderness Tribe's fleet. They worked like this until nightfall before finally sending all the Eastern Wilderness Tribe's ships away.

"They're all such good people! This alone has brought our tribe 50 billion in foreign exchange earnings!" (End of Chapter)