King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Some of this news was stirred by his efforts, for he wanted those still dissatisfied media to leave first, and he aimed to send off the Princess and those other esteemed guests.

The upcoming period in Central Africa will not look too pleasant!

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It was the 16th day since Princess Amina's arrival in Sangha Town!

After completing an exclusive interview with CNN, Joe Ga headed to a newly planned square in Sangha Town.

It wasn't finished yet, not even started—just a piece of land that had been simply leveled, plus a makeshift wooden platform.

Almost everyone involved with the Sangha Town enterprise had arrived; soldiers from P·B formed a neat square, standing before the wooden platform.

The defense forces of Bangassou from Central Africa stood on both sides, protecting the passageways to prevent the crowd from stampeding and injuring the President and the Minister of Defense, who had come to boost everyone's morale.

The President of Central Africa, Francois Enola, truly invigorated recently—with Joe Ga fulfilling his promise, pouring all of the African Union Development Bank's 300 million US Dollars into the mines and infrastructure around Sangha Town, the eastern part of Central Africa witnessed massive changes.

With the start of construction jobs, people began migrating towards Sangha Town; workers who earned money had consumption needs, which then stimulated the rise of commerce and industry.

Unexpectedly, with the influx of hot money and population, Sangha Town actually experienced inflation, as nearly all consumer goods began to run short.

Then, quite naturally, the workers' wages began to rise, from the past 30 bucks to the current 60.

It was P·B who led the wage increase, followed reluctantly by tribal chiefs who had also invested money.

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The unformed industrial chain had caused such a significant impact, filling President Francois with confidence.

The guy had been hustling for money everywhere for the past half a year, his loud calls echoing within the United Nations and African Union.

However, despite all his efforts, he hadn't attracted as much investment for the place as a single princess had.

A billion, in US Dollars!

With a total population of just 5 million in Central Africa, the annual education budget didn't even reach one million dollars, so what did a windfall of one billion imply?

Central Africa's gross domestic product was only about two billion a year, and a princess had managed to secure a donation of one hundred million for Central Africa; wasn't it critical to protect her well?

The Capital City could be lost, but Princess Amina must not be in danger!

More importantly, with P·B's arrival, the total investment in the eastern part of Central Africa had already exceeded half a billion dollars.

Before the dust had settled, Francois, who was attempting to secure his place in Central Africa's history, decided to cling tightly to Joe Ga's coattails.

The man embraced Joe Ga tightly when he arrived and then took the stage to deliver a speech that invigorated everyone, followed by his sister Mary's announcement that the Bangassou defense forces would commit fully to cooperating with P·B in ensuring the Princess's safety.

Lately, the siblings' actions had won people's hearts, so they still had some popularity.

Amidst the fervent applause, after both had left the stage, they left the platform for Joe Ga.

Under the watchful eyes of the masses, Joe Ga walked onto the wooden platform; from the moment his foot touched the stair, the media's flashbulbs never stopped firing.

Joe Ga, tall and clad in military uniform, slowly walked to the front of the platform, tapped the microphone, producing a 'thump thump' sound, and then looked at the chaotic crowd below and the quiet square formed by P·B...

The base's actual person in charge, Lieutenant Belic of Seville, suddenly stepped forward, stamped his foot with hands behind his back, letting out a 'bang'...

"Strike with force~"

"Huh~"

The 500-person formation responded neatly in unison, instantly quieting the scene.

The media clustered on the side were startled, then turned their cameras toward that army whose temperament starkly contrasted with Africa.

Joe Ga nodded at Belic, then cleared his throat and said to the local tribesfolk of Central Africa below, "Enemies are coming for us!

Many enemies, from all directions. What do you plan to do?"

With a single sentence, Joe Ga woke everyone from the grand slogans previously offered by Francois…

He looked at a bunch of tribal leaders exchanging glances, smiling and saying, "Surely some of you are thinking, why not just hand over the Princess?

Don't deny it, it's only natural..."

Saying this, Joe Ga counted off on his fingers, "Sangha Town is building roads, many factories are being erected around Sangha Town, it's easy to make money here in Sangha Town, and Sangha Town is becoming better and better...

So, we can't help but think, is it worth risking this for a Princess?"

For the tribal leaders, it was definitely not worth it—the princess's hundred million was great, but that money wouldn't end up in their pockets...

Joe Ga easily stirred their empathy, then smilingly said, "I can tell you very seriously, I regard this place as my second homeland!

The money, effort, and manpower I've invested here are incomparable even to all of yours combined.

When I was still a rookie, I dreamed of making big money here, taking away your minerals, taking away your resources, exploiting your labor...

You know I could have done it, but I chose another path!

Because I've realized here, even though our skin colors differ, we are all living, breathing people!