I am farming in the real world.

Chapter 311 Supporting Agents

"A copper mine that only you know about?"

The old merchant immediately became interested upon hearing this.

After greeting a few iron golems, he led Bartham to a hidden stronghold deep in the forest.

When Batum saw a mysterious factory surrounded by a tall wall suddenly appear in this deserted rainforest, his eyes widened like light bulbs.

"Oh, God!"

"Where did these Chinese people come from?"

"There's no electricity, no water, and not even a road leading into the forest! How did they manage to transport all these building materials and equipment here?"

"Could it be that I've already died from enemy bullets and am hallucinating?"

The more Batum looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

When he followed the big-nosed old merchant into this mysterious factory, he saw the advanced machinery and engineering vehicles inside, as well as the two cube-shaped aircraft that could hover and take off overhead.

Bartom even thought he had traveled into a Marvel movie and arrived in the legendary Wakanda!

It's estimated that only Wakanda in the movie world could build such an incredible sci-fi base on the 'barren' land of Africa.

Just as Batum was in a daze, Chen Jue, who had learned of the news, invited him to sit in the newly built office.

"Major Batum, you say you control a medium-grade copper mine? Could you elaborate?"

"If that copper mine satisfies me, perhaps our Cube Group can grant you immense wealth." Chen Jue looked at the uneasy leader of the armed group in front of him, a harmless smile on his face.

Upon hearing the old businessman's French translation, Batum immediately sat up straight: "Respected Chairman Jue! The reason I know the location of that copper mine is because it is in my hometown."

After drinking a few glasses of water, Batum suddenly became very talkative.

It turns out that this guy used to be a tribal chief. The reason he became an outlaw and formed an armed group was because the Democratic Republic of Congo was frequently plagued by internal strife, which led to heavy casualties in the tribe that Batm belonged to when it was attacked by armed groups.

With the mindset of "if you can't beat them, join them," Batum pulled his tribesmen together to start a business.

The medium-grade copper mine was a valuable legacy left by his father.

The copper mine was located in a very secluded place, and no one knew about it except the chief of the tribe.

After witnessing the strength displayed by Chen Jue, Batum decided to contribute the copper mine to save his own life, that of his people, and his subordinates.

Of course, after listening to the other party's description, Chen Jue revealed a scrutinizing expression that said, "A wise man submits to circumstances." He asked, "Major Batum, would you be interested in becoming our Cube Group's agent in the Democratic Republic of Congo?"

"agent?"

Bartom was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Chen Jue continued, "Yes! Agent! If the copper mine reserves are close to what you described, our Magic Cube Group will definitely need local armed protection to prevent interference from external forces when we follow up with large-scale mining."

"As long as you are willing to become an agent of our group, I can provide your tribe with weapons, US dollars, and even power plants and waterworks to help you modernize!" Upon hearing this, Batum was completely dumbfounded.

How could I gain so many benefits by giving up a copper mine?

You see, he originally intended to trade the copper mine for his life. Now, being held hostage, he has no choice but to hand it over.

As a result, the young boss actually offered to support him as an agent instead of asking for the copper mine for nothing.

Is there really such a good thing in the world?
Of course, Chen Jue's ultimate goal in supporting Major Battum as his proxy was to cover up the subsequent large-scale copper mining.

Just like how we used to handle 'Russian soybeans' back and forth.

In order to bypass China's existing copper material import channels and market procurement, copper, a natural conductor material, is essential for realizing Chen Jue's envisioned charging and battery swapping stations for new energy vehicles and for developing subsequent near-Earth orbit power generation technology.

How to package the copper blocks mined from Minecraft into legitimate imported copper, and even achieve customs clearance and tax payment, has become Chen Jue's most pressing task.

If Major Batum can be supported and a large-scale copper smelting plant can be built in his tribe's territory, then the source of all the copper materials will have a reasonable explanation.

……

Thus, under Chen's absolute command, Batum had no choice but to bite the bullet and become the agent of this unheard-of Huaxia Group company, without even realizing it.

After all, being able to build such a modern, high-tech factory in the deserted rainforest will make it easy for them to help their tribes escape poverty and become wealthy in the future.
With the addition of those dozen or so sharpshooter-level bodyguards, Bartom felt even more strongly that he needed to cling tightly to the young Chinese boss in front of him!
Of course, after the old merchant drafted a formal agreement and signed it.

The more than 100 disarmed militants outside the base were also released on the spot and regained their freedom.

They were even escorted by iron golems into this modern factory surrounded by high walls.

When the big-nosed Chinese man with a seductive voice was on stage, singing and dancing with Major Battum as they introduced the working conditions of the Cube Group, which was tens of thousands of kilometers away, the black soldiers who had been escorted over were all dumbfounded!

Is this awkward?
How come our leader was recruited by this Chinese guy in just a short while?
However, when they heard that as long as they became external security personnel for the Cube Group, they could earn a salary of no less than $1800 per month, and even be provided with free housing in the local tribe, as well as free education and food for their children, they were shocked.

Upon hearing this, all 100-plus Black soldiers below swallowed hard.

What's the point of joining an armed group?
Isn't it all for money and profit, and to help their families achieve upward social mobility?
Previously, they fought to the death with other armed groups, losing more than 400 brothers without gaining a single penny.

Now, it's great that being a security guard for a Chinese company can bring such high benefits.

If jobs like this were available in the Democratic Republic of Congo, there would be no need for a rebellion!
So, after repeated brainwashing by the big-nosed old man and Battum, these black soldiers signed up one after another.

Subsequently, at this base in the forest, they underwent two weeks of rigorous training with the iron golems.

When the time was almost right, a flying cube, fully loaded with Bartham and his men, took off from the forest and sped toward the tribe he had mentioned.

Meanwhile, underground in this forest, at a branch base.

A small team of iron golems, who had just cleared the tunnel in Tanzania, ran over to Chen Jue, holding up a piece of ore that gleamed with a greenish luster, and boasted: "Reporting, Boss... we've struck green marrow!"

"The quantity of minerals in that Tanzania site is astonishing!"

(End of this chapter)