Chapter 135.2. Renegotiation
Masamune had already compiled information based on the existing guns, ammunition, and vehicles. He's definitely more capable than he appears. Maybe he should have worked for a foreign company rather than being a military man? In that case, he might have lost his job when the walls appeared.
As I flip through the documents on the desk, I can't help but be surprised by their contents.
"12 military jeeps, 31 trucks for infantry transport, 4 armored vehicles, and... 2 tanks! Tanks? We have tanks!"
"Yeah, Type 10 heavy tanks. High firepower and heavy armor, designed for dungeon conquest."
Masamune says it casually, but tanks, man! We could get attention from the inner city with these. I can't keep them at the headquarters in Tenchigahara.
"So, what about it? This is quite a lot. Can we exchange it for significant goods?"
"Yeah, we can, but... What are you willing to exchange for it?"
With tanks, we can trade a substantial amount of supplies for a while. I don't mind giving away millions. I also have the money from selling the equipment when we defeated the Wada Alliance. Should I give the exchanged money and goods to the refugees?
"I'll put a question mark on that. Let the refugees work a little. That's the nature of our business. We handle everything from buying monster cores to supporting agriculture in the fields, constructing buildings, and escort missions. Can you facilitate that?"
"Monster cores, huh? I haven't seen a Core Store myself. Can you really exchange various items with monster cores?"
"Yeah, from vegetable seeds to charcoal, sugar, and spices."
There's no diesel, though. My chain stores have seen a 1000% increase in sales compared to the previous year.
Hmm, Masamune and the others are impressed. With those, it's possible to live. It can also be used for transactions with the inner town.
"I see... Such things... Scientists have created incredible things."
"SC-EN-TIST G-G."
Please forgive the somewhat stiff reading. Scientists are probably still researching things like that.
"In the future, it's important to know the reality of living without government support. You need to learn to work."
"I haven't been idle. We've been involved in repairing the fortress, collecting materials from surrounding buildings, and we even have small fields."
"It's a small plot of land for farming."
Grandpa Souma interjects with a wry smile at Masamune's statement supporting the refugees. Even so, they were working in some way.
While I ponder how to correct their course, Masamune looks at me sternly.
"Chiba might be a lost cause, but if we can establish contact with Tokyo, won't the country provide relief for the refugees?"
"Yeah, that... Well, thinking about it won't change anything. You consider Chiba Base and the people in Tokyo different, right?"
"That's right. Even though Sakimori might say it's hopeless, I think I won't know until I try talking to them."
He says with his arms crossed. He would want to try. You can't fully believe that suspicious all-black old men say that the politicians in the inner town are wicked and cruel.
"You should try it. I think it's hopeless, though."
Masamune is smart. Once he talks to them, he'll know what kind of people they are. I won't particularly stop him.
"But, it's better not to take military vehicles. There's a high possibility that they'll just confiscate things like military vehicles and firearms at worst."
"That's harsh, but understood. I'll just propose asking for relief for the refugees."
"Let's head there with my jeep. By the way, you guys should have been able to come here to the west. Why didn't you?"
I'm Level 5. We could have probably defeated Azure Dragon. They should have come west sooner.
"Because this is the frontline against the monster fortress. We didn't want to leave this place. We didn't know what was happening to the west."
"Until a year ago. At least, there was some support."
Hmm, Masamune and Souma sigh at their troubled expressions. They didn't have the luxury to adventure. They are responsible people.
[Even people in similar positions sometimes take completely opposite actions, right?]
Smirking mischievously, Shizuku's ethereal body floats with a playful look.
[If you have something to say, feel free to say it, Shizuku-san.]
I don't intend to stop her. Hiding in the president's office is not my style. I plan to make money and save the world at the forefront.
"Well, a direct approach or a backdoor. Which way are we going? I'm in for either."
"Let's go with the direct approach. Saving refugees through backdoor methods won't lead to anything good. And it could become a weakness."
Despite looking like a bruiser, the old man with a tough face has a truly sharp mind.
"In that case, it's simple. Let's boldly enter the inner town and see if they'll let us in. It will surely be interesting."
"When you say it, it only leaves me with anxiety."
"I need to meet the girls in the inner town too."
The usage of spirit stones and various other things. It's necessary. I'm not thrilled about it, though.
"I see. In that case, I'll go alone."
It would be nice if it were that easy. Well, it won't go smoothly. After all, the reality is harsh. The inner city is worse than a dungeon where monsters live.
They'll realize that soon enough.
By the way, Ooki-kun had everyone carry luggage, received information about this base, and provided food in exchange. It seems he's growing, and that's a relief.
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