My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!-Chapter 1088 - 1035: Skilled in Calculation? Just Do It!
Nightfall descends heavily.
In Seleck Port, lights glitter brilliantly. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฃ๐ธ๐ซ๐ฎ๐.๐๐๐ถ
Ten kilometers to the south, in a poor and backward fishing village, sporadic flames flicker.
In Nabiya, oil is cheaper than electricity, so locals are accustomed to lighting oil lamps.
The fishing village is quite sizable.
Rows of shanties are built against the mountain, mostly constructed of wood, tin sheets, and tarps.
Additionally, some fishermen live in converted old shipping containers.
There are two roads leading to the port.
One is a winding mountain road, bumpy and uneven.
The other is an asphalt road along the coastline, but it is long neglected and full of potholes.
The villagers of the fishing village rely on fishing for a living, so naturally, their vehicles are fishing and cargo ships.
But tonight.
An unusual number of vehicles have come to the village, and more than a dozen cars have gathered in a hollow to the east of the village.
Some curious villagers wanted to see what was happening, but were too afraid to approach the roadblock.
Two armed pick-up trucks have blocked the road.
The dark muzzles of heavy machine guns are aimed at the road.
On the ridges to either side, armed guards are on watch, deterring the villagers from getting too close.
Meanwhile in the hollow, a bonfire blazes.
An iron rack is set up, skewering goats for roasting.
Seasoned with spices, their aroma is rich and tantalizing.
The local specialty goats have a soy-red color, with crispy skin and tender meat that is neither greasy nor gamey.
To entertain his many guests, Lemur has prepared twenty goats.
Huddling around the bonfire, savoring roasted goat and swigging spirits, one hardly feels the nightโs chill.
To the unaware, it might seem like a group of off-road enthusiasts camping out.
But whatโs the reality?
No matter how delicious the roasted goat and strong liquor, they canโt compare to the allure of nuclear warheads.
People have come here not to party, but to bid for nuclear warheads.
Of course.
The nuclear warheads are not actually here.
Lemur couldnโt possibly display two nuclear warheads on-site for everyone to bid on.
Everyone has come armed to the teeth; who could ensure there wouldnโt be a betrayal?
Gathering in the hollow for roasted meat and a fire is just a collective auction.
The location for the handover of goods is elsewhere, a detail Lemur has not shared with anyone as yet.
The expected excitement of the auction isnโt so intense.
Perhaps Lemurโs terms are too exacting.
Delegations from several countries are whispering among themselves, conducting internal discussions.
Although they all covet the nuclear warheads, these two terms...
The first condition is fairly acceptable.
Once the bid is successful, the funds must be transferred into several designated accounts within two hours.
Though they havenโt seen the nuclear warheads, at least Lemur is hereโif he takes the money without delivering the warheads, wouldnโt that be a death wish?
The countries that have come to bid are all eager to obtain nuclear weapons, not mere private entities or organizations.
Since they are nations, no matter how poor, a few hundred million to a billion can still be managed.
For resource-rich countries like the Xiezhou Continent, with oil, coal, iron, and natural gas, everything is plentiful.
Belonging to the typical โrich in resourcesโ, if cost is disregarded, selling a few tens or hundreds of millions of tons would surely bring in money, right?
So unless itโs a colossal sum of tens of billions, it wouldnโt be an issue.
Besides, many countries have gold reserves.
But the second condition is more troublesome.
Both the nuclear warhead and launch codes are essential, and this auction is only for the nuclear warhead.
Lemur promises that after the transaction, the successful nation will be informed of the launch codes free of charge, provided that he and his men are allowed to leave Nabiya unscathed.
Damn it!
Promises?
Everybody knows that vows and promises are the least reliable these days.
What if, after Lemur and his crew leave safely, they donโt reveal the launch codes?
Then what use is a costly nuclear warhead that canโt be detonated properly?
Of course.
From Lemur and his accomplicesโ perspective, these two conditions donโt seem excessive.
If they donโt collect the money upfront and trade the warheads directly, what if they are robbed?
And the launch codes are their amulet; if they disclose them at the time of the transaction, wouldnโt that invite โbite-the-hand-that-feeds-youโ betrayal?
Thus, on second thought.
Putting oneself in Lemurโs shoes, his conditions donโt seem too harsh.
After all, both the nuclear warheads and the launch codes are in their hands.
The countries that have come to bid all have an intense need for nuclear weapons but lack the capacity for independent development.
Such a rare opportunity to buy them directly with moneyโhow can they let it pass easily?
After internal discussions, the Xiezhou representative delegation is the first to agree to the terms.
Soon after, the delegations from other countries also consent.
As glasses clink and meat is consumed, Lemur hands out paper, pens, and envelopes to each delegation.
The papers are pre-printed; one only needs to fill in the quantity, unit price, and currency.
Currency can only be one out of three options, Gold Coin.
Thereโs no need to bother with currencies that can barely buy a bottle of water even in the trillions.
The auction rule is quite simple.
Whether you want one or two warheads, the highest unit price wins.
If the unit price is the same, then the one buying two wins.
If both the unit price and the quantity are identical, then another round is needed.
Additionally.
Lemur gives a special reminder that the nuclear warhead he sold to Wu Jie wasnโt cheap.
But he doesnโt reveal just how much, letting everyone guess.
In any case, if all the delegationsโ bids are lower than Wu Jieโs price.
Then he will simply refuse to sell and turn to sell directly to Wu Jie, where he could earn quite a bit more.
...
The bonfire roars energetically.
The aroma of roasted meat wafts through the air.
Lemur watches as the representatives from various countries, too preoccupied to indulge in food and drink, cluster together whispering, discussing how to make their bids.
