Chapter 717 - The Wang Consortium’s intentions (1/2)

While everyone’s attention was over at the Pyro Company’s Sacred Mountains, Wang Shengzhi suddenly took a small group of his people and traveled to the Northwest to hold a brief, secret meeting with Zhang Jinglin in the wilderness.

Wang Shengzhi clearly placed great importance on this meeting. If not, he would not have come all the way to the Northwest under such secrecy.

Faced with Wang Shengzhi’s question, Zhang Jinglin just smiled and said, “You’re thinking too much. We’re only seeking mutual trade benefits with the Qing Consortium. We’ve never thought about guarding against anyone before.” “I’m relieved then,” Wang Shengzhi said with a smile.

When the two of them entered the temporary military camp, Wang Shengzhi looked at the young officer who was protecting Zhang Jinglin from a distance and said with a smile, “You’re Xu Xianchu, aren’t you? I’ve heard about you; you’re very impressive.”

Xu Xianchu remained unmoved as he continued to stand guard.

Nowadays, supernatural beings were constantly surfacing, and their superpowers were getting more and more varied. In order to prevent anyone from assassinating Zhang Jinglin, the high-ranking generals in the fortress suggested that Xu Xianchu be transferred to the garrison troops to ensure Zhang Jinglin’s safety.

Xu Xianchu was really good in combat. Although it was a waste of his talent to manage the garrison troops’ fighting forces, no one was more suitable than Xu Xianchu for this role. In Zhou Yinglong’s own words, no matter who tried to assassinate Zhang Jinglin, Xu Xianchu would be able to hold them off until reinforcements arrived by using that large cauldron of his as a barrier.

Xu Xianchu’s cauldron could definitely fend off more than a dozen enemies.

The only thing that everyone was puzzled about was why Xu Xianchu’s cauldron was still growing larger at such a fast pace.

Lin Yuze ordered the cooks to bring over a small heating stove for Zhang Jinglin and Wang Shengzhi to keep warm in the tent. Wang Shengzhi’s aide brought over a blanket for him to cover his legs with before everyone stepped out.

The conversation between Zhang Jinglin and Wang Shengzhi was definitely a confidential one, and even Wang Fengyuan had no intention of being in the tent with them.

Zhang Jinglin placed a wine flask by the stove and warmed it up. Then he said, “You’re not the kind of person to go on a trip for no apparent reason. Tell me, what is it that you want to talk about on this trip to the Northwest?”

Wang Shengzhi said with a smile, “Now that the trade route between the Northwest and the Wang Consortium has been opened, our two organizations should already have a closer relationship with one another. In that case, can’t I drop by since I have nothing to do?”

“There’s no need to beat around the bush between us.” Zhang Jinglin said with a smile, “The weather in the Northwest is cold, and the soldiers outside are still suffering from the cold. If we can finish our talk early, they can head back to the barracks earlier. What’s the Wang Consortium up to?”

“To restore order to the world, of course,” Wang Shengzhi said. “How are you going to do that?” “With the artificial intelligence.” Wang Shengzhi looked at Zhang Jinglin and said earnestly, “I know your Fortress 178 has always treated the refugees very well. Yes, I understand that anyone with a tinge of conscience will not divide the human race into different classes of people after a disaster. But our Wang Consortium is even bolder since we’ve accepted refugees right into a stronghold.”

“It sounds a little pompous when you put it that way.” Zhang Jinglin lit a cigarette for himself. “Stronghold 61’s acceptance of refugees was only a strategy against the Zhou and the Kong Consortiums. Weren’t a lot of refugees still sent to the various strongholds’ towns and factories by you all?”