"Two uncles, calm down, calm down, we are all a family, why should we hurt the harmony?"
The second avatar changed his previous attitude that it had nothing to do with him, and actively tried to persuade him. These two were his big clients, so he couldn't do it.
I didn't like Gu Mu at first, but now I think the old man is quite cute.
Wu Jiu Shang was right when he said that if he wanted to acquire more scrapped starships in the future, he would have to rely on the sect alliance.
Who asked someone to win the battle with a high level? First he gave sixty, and then traded two hundred, adding up to two hundred and sixty.
The starships of Wudi Palace are not much less than those of the Sect Alliance. They only put out 150, which is barely more than half. This level of defeating the battle obviously needs to be improved!
"It's getting late, I'll take my leave!"
It finally calmed down, and the sky outside became dark. Gu Mu, who was furious, saw that all the things that needed to be done were done, so he stopped fighting Wu Jiu Shang, shook his sleeves, and left with his people.
The teleportation platform in the base was already in use, and due courtesy was still required. The second clone, Qiao Yong, and Wu Jiu Shang, who looked unhappy, were sent to the apron together.
"Go back and build a few portals as soon as possible. This will make it easier to communicate with major bases!"
When Gu Mu came to the portal platform, he didn't forget to turn around and tell the second clone. This attitude was completely different from when he came, and he became much more affectionate.
"Okay, uncle, my nephew has taken note of it, and we will build the portal platform when we get back!" The second clone had a humble and junior attitude, and was so shameless that he even called him uncle.
"Okay, if you need anything in the future, come to me at the Eight Gate Base!" Gu Mu nodded with satisfaction, gave Wu Jiu Shang a proud look before leaving, and entered the Light Gate with a big smile.
It was as if he had won the battle.
"Hmph, old bastard, he will be cooked by the minotaur sooner or later!"
Wu Jiu Shang's face was extremely dark. He spat at Gu Mu's back, and then glared at the second clone with a black face: "You kid, please don't be fooled. The people of Shaotian Sect are extremely ambitious. No one
nice one.
This old boy is kind to you because he found that your Langya is quite powerful and valuable.
If it really comes to a dangerous moment and I trick you to death, I won’t even blink."
"Yes, brother Chi Man, look at me, I have been tricked by this old fox."
Qiao Yong stood on one side, nodding with deep understanding, gritting his teeth as he stared at the dimming light door: "I will reply to the sect when I get back. This starship must come back no matter what."
The second clone glanced at this guy speechlessly. He felt that the possibility was unlikely, and clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, I know it well!"
"Hey, you look very smart, but you're actually a fool. I'm leaving too!"
Wu Jiushang originally wanted to chat a few words in private, but when he saw the disapproving expression on the second clone's face, he felt furious, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards his flagship.
"General Chiman is at Wusihai, the Xiawumen base. When the portal is repaired, he will definitely come as a guest!"
The second clone was wondering if his attitude was too harsh. Following Wu Jiu Shang, a thief-headed guy thrust a card into himself and winked at the end.
"What the hell is this?"
The second clone glanced at the card in his hand and blurted out: "I'll go, I've seen a lot of business cards, but this is the first time I've seen one described like this!"
It’s not that he hasn’t seen the world before, but it’s really weird. It’s made of red gold, and it says: “The first fleet of Wumen Base is in charge of Wu Sihai,” bracketed by, “Second Master Wu Tianyao’s nephew!”
Qiao Yong stretched his neck to take a look and said softly: "I've heard of this Wu Sihai, he is a confidant of Wu Tianyao.
Wu Jiu Shang is the person who accompanies the young master Wu Qiming. He has been staying at the Wumen Base for a short time. He will be dealing with the Wumen Base in the future, so this person will be useful."
"That's it!" The second avatar nodded, put the card away, and said with a smile: "Don't look at people like this who are not successful enough. Sometimes they can cause trouble for you, and one person can do the best for you."
"Yes, brats are difficult to deal with. There are many such people in major sects, and they all do well!"
Qiao Yong nodded in agreement, and then seeing that the second clone was about to say goodbye, he grabbed the second clone's arm and said, "I'm not leaving tonight. Our two families are in-laws, and it's rare for us to meet each other for the first time.
Come on, I’ll take you around the outer city, there are many beauties from other races!”
"Hey, don't pull me, who is your in-law?"
The second clone struggled hard, but Qiao Yong was very strong and could only follow him.
Of course, he would not admit that the words "foreign beauty" played a big role. We are serious people.
The Blackstone Ridge base is very large, with a circle of defense lines surrounding the mountain range. The main base is called the inner city, and is mainly inhabited by Wentian Sect members.
In the valley more than ten miles away from the back mountain, there is an outer city built on the mountain, which is mainly inhabited by some affiliated sects and scattered forces.
Because the tauren didn't come in, the lights were brightly lit in the pale night, and they were so far away that the outer city looked very lively.
Qiao Yong pulled the second person into his own carriage, and he didn't take many people with him. Apart from the driver, there were two seventh-level warriors behind him, which showed that the security was pretty good.
A group of two open carriages marched along the straight road in the center of the base towards the outer city.
As he walked, Qiao Yong introduced to the outer city in the distance: "Brother Chiman, I am the Wentian Sect in the first place, controlling tens of thousands of miles of territory.
There are more than ten medium-sized sects attached to the area, hundreds of small sects, and countless cultivating families!
This outer city was built specifically for these affiliated forces. It has restaurants, shops, and flower buildings.
Except for its smaller population of just over one million, its prosperity is no worse than that of a big city.
And there are some things you can't see elsewhere, such as interracial beauties, which are more attractive than you imagine.
In short, there is nothing you can’t think of here, and there is nothing you can’t buy. I’ll take you to enjoy it tonight!”
"My woman is not interested. If you ask Tianzong to build such a large outer city, you should charge a lot of money, right?" The second clone shook his head seriously. Foreign beauties are good, but he loves money more.
"Hehe!" Qiao Yong showed a look that everyone understood: "It doesn't cost much, just open the space crack for half a day every three days and collect some tolls.
Then there are some taxes in the city, and when foreign enemies invade, they need their assistance in fighting.
The combined income can barely maintain the normal operation of the base."
"Isn't that enough?" The second clone had a look of disdain on his face, and secretly decided to make one himself at the Greystone base when he went back.
Just building a city can not only earn the cost of opening the space rift and the cost of garrisoning, but also get part of the troops for free in case of war.
Is there any business in the world that is more cost-effective than this?