Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 471 Lin Mo and Fendona

Finally, Kyle spoke up, his tone more subdued than before, trying his best to advocate for the country's interests:

"That's true, but you, Great Xia, are still the ones who benefit. We need to compensate you."

The others nodded in agreement, but that didn't fool them.

There's no reason why the Great Xia should take all the benefits.

Seeing that the crowd's reaction wasn't too strong, Lin Mo smiled.

What remains are just some minor details.

He nodded and said:

"We can talk."

Half an hour later, the two sides reached a consensus.

The seed program personnel from various ethnic groups continued to be settled on Blue Star, and Great Xia took 20% of the supplies provided by each ethnic group as compensation.

The moment the agreement was confirmed, Zhao Gang and Lin Mo exchanged a glance.

A look of joy, unseen by others, flashed in his eyes.

This was indeed a pleasant surprise.

Not only do we not need to return the populations of various ethnic groups, but we also don't need to return the resources.

The people of each tribe are of great use to the Great Xia, and the Great Xia naturally does not want to back down. This negotiation result is what the Great Xia has always dreamed of.

As for a little compensation, Lin Mo felt it was no big deal.

The different tribes were also exchanging glances, their eyes revealing a tacit understanding.

The various ethnic groups did not actually intend to evacuate their people.

Their leader had hinted at this to them before they set off.

For one's own race's bloodline to take root on another planet is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

They came to talk only to take this opportunity to get some compensation back.

After all, the situation was urgent at the time, and there wasn't much time to think things through, so too many benefits were offered.

Looking back, I realized how many resources I had given away, and it was truly heartbreaking!

The current outcome is a win-win situation, with both sides satisfied.

After the meeting, everyone left one after another.

Lin Mo asked Zhao Gang to send the meeting minutes to Old Zhao so that he could inform him.

Zhao Gang nodded, got up and left.

Lin Mo was about to get up and leave when he heard soft footsteps behind him as he turned a corner.

"Lin Mo".

It's Fendona's voice.

Lin Mo turned his head and saw that she was standing five steps away from him, her moon-white robes fluttering gently in the wind.

Her emerald green eyes, like those of a gemstone, looked at him, her expression ambiguous—it was hard to tell whether she was still angry or had already forgiven him.

"Fendona, haven't you gone back yet?" Logically speaking, once the results of the discussions are out, each race should remember to go back and report the outcome.

Fendona didn't answer, but instead looked into Lin Mo's eyes.

"...Why don't you reply to my messages?"

Lin Mo's expression stiffened, then he met the other person's gaze and sincerely apologized:

"Sorry, I was too busy at that time and didn't have time to reply."

Fendona pursed her lips.

"What do you mean it's not enough time? Two months isn't enough time?" She snorted softly, turned around, and walked forward with short, quick steps.

His voice was very low, as if he were talking to himself.

"I'm very unhappy..."

Lin Mo followed and said with a smile:

"Okay, don't be angry. I'll send you another one next time."

"Not at all!"

"Those two letters?"

Fendona did not answer.

But their pace slowed down noticeably.

Lin Mo pressed his advantage, asking with a smile:

"So what kind of compensation do you want?"

Fendona stopped in her tracks.

She looked up, her bright green eyes sparkling, and blurted out:

"Give me a set of clothes from your Great Xia Dynasty!"

Lin Mo was taken aback: "Huh?"

"That's the kind!" Fendona gestured with her hands.

"I met my people in the capital who had returned from visiting the Great Xia. They were wearing clothes with beautiful colors and styles, and I liked them at first sight."

"They even said you took them to buy it."

She paused for a second, then tilted her head back, put her hands on her hips, and said confidently:

"So—I want one too!"

Lin Mo couldn't help but recall the scene when he led the various ethnic groups on a tour of the Great Xia Dynasty, arranging makeup, clothing, stockings, and manicures for the women of each ethnic group.

He laughed and said, "Okay, no problem. I'll give you a few more sets later, all kinds of styles and combinations."

Fendona smiled contentedly, her eyes curving into crescents, making her look quite beautiful.

Lin Mo's gaze shifted, and he asked curiously:

"By the way, why are you here this time? Where is Elder Muyu?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fendona's happy expression immediately turned cold.

She snorted, her emerald green eyes glaring at him sideways:

"What's wrong? You don't like seeing me?"

Lin Mo: "..."

Why did the weather suddenly turn from sunny to cloudy?

Having finally managed to appease this little devil, he couldn't afford to mess things up again, so he immediately said:

"I like it. I've missed you so much since I haven't seen you for two months."

Fendona proudly tossed her chin up, finally satisfied:

"That's more like it."

Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh and explained:

"I'm just curious why Elder Muyu didn't come, since he's usually the one in charge of liaising with Great Xia."

Fendona casually brushed aside the silver hair that hung down beside her ear:

"Elder Muyu is busy outside."

"With the demons wiped out, manpower is needed everywhere to clear the battlefield and rebuild the defenses, so all the elders have been sent out."

"I happened to be in the capital meeting Her Majesty the Queen at the time, and I heard that someone was to be sent to Great Xia to discuss things, so..." She paused, then said casually.

"The Queen sent me."

Lin Mo suddenly realized, ignoring Fendona's ulterior motives, and continued to ask:

"Now that you, the city lord, are gone, what will happen to the city of Lostia?"

Fendona shook her head, her tone relaxed:

"The demons around the city have been wiped out, and the city is now stable."

Her beautiful nose wrinkled slightly, as if she had finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"No more worries, I can finally go out and have fun!"

Lin Mo smiled as he watched Fendona walk by, curiously observing the surrounding environment and buildings, and suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

Ultimately, she is still a little girl who is equivalent to 'eighteen years old' in human terms.

After her father died, the weight of the entire city rested on her small shoulders. Years of war left her no room to breathe.

It's hard to imagine what Fendona would have become if she hadn't traveled through time.

It must have been on the battlefield against the demons, wiping away tears while bravely holding up the staff and shouting "Kill!"

Finally, he watched as his people died one by one at the hands of the demons, and then he himself fell at their feet.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo sighed.

Hearing the noise, Fendona turned her head and looked at him intently:

"What's wrong? Why are you sighing like that? Are you unhappy to see me?"

Lin Mo snapped out of his reverie and smiled:

"No, I'm very happy."

He raised his hand and pointed forward:

"Come, let me show you around the territory of our Great Xia now."

Fendona's eyes lit up.

The speed and scale of the construction of the Great Xia fiefdom far exceeded her expectations.

The two walked along the main road, their feet on the hardened concrete surface, so smooth that even their light boots made no sound of gravel, only the sound of their orderly footsteps.

On both sides of the road, the factory's iron gates were wide open, and the roar of machinery poured out, mixed with the smell of metal and the heat wave.

"This is a weapons manufacturing plant," Lin Mo said, turning his head.

"Bullets, shells, magazines, they're all made inside."