Zhao Zhuoyan and his son were speechless in reply to Lin Beichen's question.
Their energy really can't solve the problem.
Even in their opinion, Lin Beichen couldn't solve it.
This is not something that can be solved by being strong.
Feeding, clothing and keeping warm in the cold winter for nearly 10,000 people are huge problems.
Especially with the destruction of the environment of Yunmeng City by the Sea Clan, the humidity is getting heavier and the sea breeze is getting colder every day. The temperature today is much colder than in the same season before. It can be imagined that in the cold winter, Yunmeng City
How cold will it be?
Frost kills all grass.
Freeze kills all races.
Matters concerning the national economy and people's livelihood cannot be solved by a single individual relying solely on strength and tyranny.
Even God may not be able to solve it in a short time.
The only solution is to give up.
Only by giving up can you avoid being dragged to death.
Keep yourself useful and avenge these tragic deaths of civilians in the future.
But even an old fox like Zhao Zhuoyan would not dare to say such rebellious words in front of Lin Beichen.
It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
Lin Beichen looked at the two of them and asked, "Are you here to discuss with me on behalf of the wealthy households in the city?"
Zhao Zhuoyan nodded repeatedly and introduced it in detail.
In addition to the Thousand Miles of Merchant Guild, all the wealthy families in the city who can be named, such as the Xiao family, the Wu family, etc., as long as they were not wiped out during the early conquest and plunder of the Hai clan, almost all of them have secretly gathered together to work together.
The decision was made to escape.
"Have you planned your escape route and steps?"
Lin Beichen asked again.
Seeing him asking this question, Zhao Zhuoyan couldn't help but feel some hope in his heart, and said: "Yes, Mr. Lin, we already have a simple early plan and the route has been basically figured out. If Mr. Lin is willing to join, the success rate will definitely be
It has greatly increased, and with Master Lin’s prestige, as long as he raises his arms, the twelve martial arts masters will definitely follow him, and it will be 100% successful by then."
Lin Beichen said: "Why don't you contact these martial arts masters privately?"
Zhao Zhuoyan said: "To be honest, Mr. Lin, you have already contacted me, but these twelve people have said it. I only listen to you, Mr. Lin. If you don't leave, Mr. Lin, they will never leave..."
"
"Haha, I actually have such a high prestige?"
Lin Beichen laughed to himself.
Zhao Wuyang couldn't help but said: "Young Master Lin, you are now the god in Yunmeng City. Your longevity tablet is hung in every house, and incense is burned day and night. Your portrait is also posted on the door. When the Hai people see it, they will walk around.
"
Lin Beichen was shocked when he heard this.
He really didn't know about this.
Oh shit.
I'm not dead yet, and I'm already in a shrine?
Besides, there is this painting hanging at the door...
Is this an infringement of my portrait rights?
And those twelve martial arts masters who took the initiative to fight in the ring that day, actually listened to me like this?
Xiao Binggan, Chu Hen, Liu Qihai and others have a good relationship with me, and Dai Zichun is my newly sworn brother. It is reasonable to want to stay and go forward and retreat with me.
But how many other martial arts masters?
Are you already impressed by your invincible appearance?
ah.
The day has finally arrived.
After traveling to another world for so long, I finally started to exude the aura of a king.
It's not easy.
Lin Beichen was very pleased.
He waved his hand and said perfunctorily: "You guys plan it first, this is something, let me think about it carefully."
Zhao Zhuoyan was overjoyed when he heard this.
He quickly stood up and said with joy: "Okay, within ten days, Mr. Lin can join at any time, and we will not let Mr. Lin call you in vain. There are a total of twenty wealthy households, each household will contribute 10,000 gold coins, a total of
Two hundred thousand gold coins, all the cash can be delivered to you before departure."
I'm so proud!
When Lin Beichen heard this, he immediately became excited.
You bastard really can't chat.
If you had talked about the 200,000 yuan from the beginning, would I still have to be so entangled?
Calm.
He took a deep breath and said to himself.
“Am I the kind of person who cares about money?”
Lin Beichen pretended to be calm and waved his hand, saying: "Go ahead and let me think about it carefully."
Zhao Zhuoyan and his son left with three turns.
Without Lin Beichen accompanying them, their chances of escaping successfully were only 50% to 60%.
With Lin Beichen and twelve martial arts masters, the success rate is almost full.
This is related to the issue of life and death.
Next, as Wang Zhong kept calling, Lin Beichen absentmindedly met various people.
Among them were several people from the Hai tribe who tried to cooperate with Lin Beichen in doing business. They valued Lin Beichen's prestige and were willing to train Lin Beichen to become their spokesperson on land, contact the business team of the Beihai Empire, and exchange ideas...
This made Lin Beichen sigh with emotion. Businessmen are really a special group with tenacious vitality and pervasiveness.
I dare to do this kind of business.
I really dare to come to find myself.
Aren't you afraid that you will kill them all like you did Heilang Wuya?
It seems that he was too kind after all.
Lin Beichen sighed in his heart, robbed all their money, and then drove away all these sea tribesmen.
During this process, he turned on his phone again and sent several WeChat messages.
Of course it was sent to Jianxue Wuming.
He briefly described the difficulties faced by the civilians in Yunmeng City.
"What's the situation? This is the situation..."
"If a miracle doesn't happen, many people may not be able to survive this winter."
"I must emphasize that these are the most devout believers of Lord Jun, Lord of the Sword. Can she still help? Don't let other believers feel cold."
But Jianxue Wuming did not reply to the message.
I don’t know if I didn’t see it.
I still saw him pretending to be dead.
Lin Beichen was feeling a little depressed.
Closing the phone, he couldn't help but think: Is it really necessary to use the Poseidon's Order rewarded by the unknown and neurotic [Lord of the Five Seas]?
This goddess is a bit crazy.
And he still hates himself.
There is no problem with the dried small fish, but there is no guarantee that there will be no problem with the Poseidon's Order.
What if it causes a big mess then...
Lin Beichen's intuition told him that if he could not use the Poseidon's Order, he should try not to use it. It would be better not to 'withdraw cash' and just let it lie in the [Zhenai.com] app to mold and get maggots.
Continue to call and pick up customers.
Until the afternoon.
Lin Beichen saw another relatively familiar face.
Turtle counselor of the sea tribe, Turtle An.
"It's too much, too weird. I have never encountered such a ridiculous thing..."
The scheming Gui Yan, as if he had been greatly wronged, couldn't help but explode the first moment he saw Lin Beichen.
"I am the envoy of the Sea Clan!"
"Messenger, do you understand?"
"I came to meet with you humans on the orders of Your Royal Highness the Princess, Your Honor Bishop Rong, and Commander Sea Dog. You actually made me queue up outside for four hours and blackmailed me.
A total of 200 sea jewels!"
"Lin Beichen, are you going to start a new war between the Hai Clan and the Yunmeng Clan?"
"I protest, seriously protest."
"Even the emperor of your Beihai tribe cannot be so rude to me."
The bamboo courtyard echoed with the angry accusations and roars of the Sea Clan envoys.
The turtle was about to explode at this time.
Lin Beichen looked confused.
What the hell?
messenger?
He turned to look at Wang Zhong standing at the door.
This bitch is truly a talent.
Do you dare to intercept the official envoys of the Hai Clan?