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Chapter 430 The Great Xia Doesn't Mind Having One More Ethnic Group
Inside the house, the argument continued.
Thorin, his face flushed, roared angrily:
"Besides, do we dwarves look like the kind of treacherous, despicable people?"
His roar made the water glasses on the table vibrate.
"We dwarves are a people of our word! If we say we'll blow up demons, we'll never aim that thing at our friends!"
Lin Mo leaned back slightly, placed his hands on the table with his arms crossed, and remained calm.
"Elder Thorin, I trust you, but you can't see into someone's heart."
"This is not a matter of trust, it's a matter of principle."
"A nuclear bomb that can be moved at will and detonated at any time poses an uncontrollable and enormous risk to Great Xia. We will never agree to that."
Their gazes met in mid-air, sparks flying.
The surrounding air seemed to have been sucked out, making it so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
The argument had been going on for half an hour.
What appears to be intense is actually a test of each other's limits.
One wants a trump card that can intimidate the demons.
One coveted the dwarves' technology and artisan labor, and took them away in a package.
Privately, both of them wanted to make the deal happen.
Thorin was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.
He knew Lin Mo was right.
Putting himself in his shoes, he wouldn't hand over a weapon capable of destroying his city to an outsider.
But he really longed for the kind of super forbidden magic weapon that Great Xia possessed.
The demons' all-out attack is imminent. If we don't talk about it now, we may never have another chance.
Lin Mo looked at him and slowly spoke, breaking the deadlock.
"Let's each take a step back."
"You can buy nuclear weapons, but not ownership; you only have the 'right to use' them."
Thorin frowned:
"What do you mean?"
"The meaning is very simple." Lin Mo held up one finger.
"You provide the strike coordinates, and we'll handle the launch."
"The button must be in our hands."
Thorin's pupils constricted and his brow furrowed as he quickly weighed the pros and cons.
This plan... seems feasible?
This would both give the dwarves a nuclear deterrent and dispel the concerns of the Great Xia.
For him, it doesn't matter who presses the button; what matters is that the nuclear bomb can detonate when needed.
"Alright!" Thorin slammed his hand on the table, his beard twitching. "It's settled then, but I demand it be powerful, the mushroom cloud must be huge!"
Lin Mo's lips curled up almost imperceptibly for a moment before returning to calm.
"No problem, a megaton-yield nuclear bomb!"
"Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
After reaching an agreement, Thorin breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the room, and immediately sent someone back to consult the Dwarf King.
The message was quickly answered, and Thorin was rewarded by the Dwarf King for it.
Half a day later.
Before the enormous spatial portal, light swirled and flowed.
A somewhat disorganized group walked out of the door.
Ten thousand dwarves.
They were stocky and carried huge knapsacks containing their tools, belongings, and supplies.
They looked at this strange world full of metal and technology with curiosity and wariness, their eyes filled with complex emotions.
Once they leave, they may never be able to return to Terra, having wandered far from home.
......
Lin Mo pushed open the door to the command center and strode inside.
Zhao Gang and Long Zhan immediately turned to look at them questioningly.
"It's all set." Lin Mo's face broke into an barely suppressed smile.
"Thorin agreed to bring the dwarven master craftsman to Earth, and he even offered a condition we couldn't refuse."
Zhao Gang's eyes lit up:
"What are the conditions?"
"After hearing my plan to prevent Terra from being defeated and to carry out genocide, he thought it made a lot of sense."
"A few people are not enough. The requirement has been raised to 10,000 dwarves to go to Earth as the 'seed of fire' for the dwarves."
The words fell.
The command center fell silent instantly.
Zhao Gang and Long Zhan exchanged a glance, both seeing unbelievable surprise in each other's eyes.
These aren't conditions.
This is like a windfall!
Originally, Da Xia thought that getting a few dwarves was difficult enough, so they didn't dare to think too much about it.
Now, the other party has offered to give them 10,000. Just thinking about it is exciting!
"This dwarf..." Zhao Gang laughed heartily.
"He's truly one of our good comrades!"
Long Zhan also smiled.
This is equivalent to giving the Dwarves' most core technologies and talents to the Great Xia!
"By the way, this matter is too big, I need to consult with Elder Zhao first."
Lin Mo dialed Zhao Lao's hotline directly.
The call was answered almost instantly.
"Young Lin, is there any new development?" Old Zhao's steady voice came from behind.
"Yes, sir, there's something I need to ask you about."
Next, Lin Mo gave a full account of his deal with Thorin.
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of extremely hearty laughter rang out.
"Hahaha! Good! Great!"
Old Zhao's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.
"Ten thousand dwarves are but a drop in the ocean compared to our vast population!"
"What difference does it make if we have one more dwarf tribe among our fifty-six ethnic groups!"
"Their rune technology is perfect for our technological development!"
"It's a pity we Great Xia people don't have that talent, but for now, it doesn't matter if they can't learn it. As long as they become the Great Xia dwarves, their technology will become our own technology, won't it?"
These words dispelled the last bit of concern in Lin Mo's heart.
He then took the opportunity to ask for instructions:
"Commander, in that case, could we repeat our old trick and propose a 'Succession Plan' for the elves and orcs as well?"
"Of course!" Old Zhao replied without hesitation.
"The more the better! Our Great Xia has the magnanimity and the capability to accommodate them!"
He abruptly changed the subject, his voice carrying a hint of politician shrewdness.
"However, we can't help them keep the flame alive for nothing."
"Take this opportunity to get some benefits from them."
"Special minerals like mithril and suspended crystals are crucial strategic reserves for Terra should the portal change in the future and Terra fall completely!"
Lin Mo became excited, but then raised a concern.
"But sir, what if they come to Earth and refuse to obey our orders or work obediently?"
Old Zhao laughed again on the other end of the phone, his laughter full of confidence and composure.
"Kobayashi, unless they can go without food, water, shelter, and clothing."
"As long as they live on the land of Great Xia, they will need everything from food and clothing to shelter and entertainment!"
"These needs all require money, so why would you worry about them not working obediently?"
"The power of culture is subtle and pervasive."
"In a few decades, their descendants will be a new generation of Great Xia citizens who grow up drinking Wahaha and watching Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf!"