Reborn as a tiger, he was chosen by the nation as its guardian beast.

As soon as Long Yi finished speaking.

Shinichiro Koizumi was stunned and stood there for a moment.

This person looks so much like the Japanese, not only in the tone of his voice, but also in his demeanor and expression; they are practically identical.

Perhaps the only difference between him and the Japanese is that he speaks Chinese.

But how could he possibly be speaking Chinese?

Moreover, judging from what this person said, he was actually from another world, and there are humans in another world.

Are there living people who can talk like them?

At this moment, Shinichiro Koizumi was completely shocked and stunned.

But he quickly suppressed his shock.

He glanced at Long Yi, then at Qin Tieshan on the other side.

Even if he's slow to react, he can still tell.

These two had clearly conspired together long ago.

China has quietly extended its reach into their backyard.

This is too big a matter for him to handle.

Shinichiro Koizumi took out his phone, walked to a corner, and started calling for backup.

After half an hour.

Five black cars drove into the negotiation venue side by side.

A hastily assembled team of sixteen negotiation experts from Japan arrived at the scene.

The trilateral talks have officially begun.

In the conference room, three long tables were pushed together.

Each of the three parties occupies one side.

Wang Hu lay prone in the shadows behind Qin Tieshan, his massive body pressing down on the wooden floor, causing it to creak.

He was on high alert.

After all, sitting opposite him was the avatar of the otherworld's mastermind, and next to him was a group of desperate Japanese people.

He had considered several possible contingencies in his mind.

If Long Yi suddenly attacks, he can smash the opponent's head with a single claw.

If the Japanese become desperate, he will simply whip up a whirlwind and sweep them all away.

After all, one should always be wary of others.

But after an hour of negotiations, Wang Hu's vigilance had largely dissipated.

The meeting room was in complete chaos.

A Japanese expert with a slicked-back hairstyle slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups clink.

"This land has been our territory since ancient times, and you must concede unconditionally!"

Long Yi sat opposite him, his face was fair and clean, his appearance was handsome, and his expression did not fluctuate at all.

He spoke in a calm and steady voice.

"The people of the mastermind have already multiplied and thrived here. Retreat requires compensation. With three million people, we agree to withdraw."

"Absolutely impossible!"

The Japanese expert jumped up and down, cursing loudly.

Qin Tieshan held his thermos and slowly took a sip of tea.

"Please calm down, it's normal to have disagreements. Let's discuss it step by step. As a mediator, China can offer a solution that satisfies both sides..."

Listening to this pointless back-and-forth banter, Wang Hu let out a big yawn.

He raised his right claw and reached into the conch shell space under his neck.

The specially made oversized cell phone landed between its two front paws.

I pressed the power button skillfully, and the screen lit up.

Wang Hu glanced down at the signal bar in the upper right corner.

Full.

The 5G logo is shining brightly.

Wang Hu couldn't help but give a thumbs up to China's communications engineering troops.

This global communication capability is simply outrageous.

He opened the tower defense game he often played and went straight into ranked matches.

The loading screen flashes by in a second, without any lag.

Wang Hu's enormous paw pads slid rapidly across the specially designed screen, controlling the hero in the game to wreak havoc.

In the meeting room, the Japanese slammed their fists on the table and glared.

In the corner of the conference room, Wang Hu lay on the floor, completely focused on getting a pentakill.

This tug-of-war lasted for two days.

The negotiations broke down five or six times during that period.

The Japanese stormed out, vowing never to compromise.

Half an hour later, he slunk back and sat down again.

Wang Hu didn't even raise his head once from beginning to end.

His rank jumped two major levels.

The next afternoon.

The three parties finally signed the paper document.

The agreement is extremely complex.

Wang Hu was too lazy to read those convoluted clauses.

He only understood the three most important points.

First, Japan and the mutants from another world should cease fire on the spot and demarcate a demilitarized zone.

Second, establish a tripartite economic and trade exchange committee near this spatial rift.

Third, Japan fully opened certain markets to China and implemented free trade with zero tariffs.

Qin Tieshan stood up and extended his hand.

Shinichiro Koizumi extended his hand.

Qin Tieshan smiled, revealing his back teeth, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes crinkled together.

Shinichiro Koizumi's lips twitched, his smile more like a grimace.

This is hardly mediation; it's clearly China using its mastermind to carve out a huge chunk of flesh from Japan.

Unfortunately, they had no choice but to accept it.

After all, the threat posed by the other world was real. If they really broke up with the mastermind, they were unsure what the seemingly tacitly understood China and the mastermind might do together.

They, Japan, couldn't even withstand one side, let alone two sides joining forces.

So even though this negotiation was essentially cutting into their flesh, they had no choice but to accept it, since the spatial rift had opened in such an inopportune place, appearing right under the nose of Yong'an City, which China had established in another world!

It's just that they're too close to China these days...

The negotiations concluded successfully, and Wang Hu returned to Yong'an City in the other world with Qin Tieshan.

The convoy entered the space passage.

Qin Tieshan sat in the back seat, holding the newly signed agreement, looking at it over and over again.

The staff officer next to him handed him a document.

"Sir, a domestic think tank has sent an assessment report. The specific markets that Japan has opened up this time involve their core precision machine tools and semiconductor materials."

Qin Tieshan closed the agreement and tossed it aside.

"They had no choice. The mainframe's mutant army was pressing in, and the United States was busy with the G20 summit, so they couldn't spare any attention for them."

"It's only right that our country should lend them a hand at this time and collect some interest."

The staff officer nodded in agreement.

"Moreover, after the establishment of the Economic and Trade Exchange Committee, our troops stationed on the other side of the space rift had a legitimate reason to be stationed there."

"This nail is now completely driven in."

Qin Tieshan turned to look at the distorted spatial cracks outside the window, his expression cold.

"In the great struggles of the world, there is no room for mercy."

He muttered to himself.

When they returned to Yong'an City, Wang Hu discovered that the city had changed drastically.

Red banners were hung all over the city walls.

In the city's spacious square, rows of brand-new heavy weapons and equipment were neatly lined up.

Almost every major country on Earth sent a delegation.

People of all races strolled through the exhibition area.

For small countries suffering from mutant invasions and ongoing turmoil due to the resurgence of spiritual energy, every weapon on display here is a lifeline.