The implication of this is that he already knows how Chen Fan brought Suzhani to life, and he didn't want to follow the other party's footsteps.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's Chen who didn't have this blessing." Even though Chen Fan was pierced face-to-face, Chen Fan still smiled, not at all annoyed.
Jin Ling secretly admires the king's face as thick as a city wall, maybe only in this way can great things be accomplished.
"The banquet has already been set up underneath, and Mr. Chen is also asked not to dislike the rough tea and rice here."
"It has long been heard that the civilization of the Terra Empire is prosperous, and I believe that all kinds of food in your country are also endless. Chen was looking forward to it before he came."
The two of them haha, politely entered the hall and took their seats.
In the Terra Empire, the meal-sharing system is popular, with each person sitting on the floor with a small table in front of them.
The waiter puts the wine and dishes in front of everyone. The tableware is more Western-style, with a knife, fork and spoon hook.
On behalf of the host, Samville first toasted Chen Fan.
Chen Fan hurriedly drank a full drink, and then replied.
The whole banquet began in this harmonious atmosphere, with some singing and dancing magic performances interspersed in the middle.
After three wine tours, Chen Fan and Samville only talked about the customs, but never mentioned the purpose of the trip.
Samville also had to be patient with him. Seeing that the banquet was almost over, Chen Fan was still talking about friendship. Samville couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly asked Bram, the head of the intelligence department who was accompanying him. Winked.
Bram understood, taking advantage of Chen Fan’s time to raise his glasses, he provoked a conversation and asked: "Boss Chen, I heard that your consortium has made a lot of benefits in the civil war of the British Empire."
"No, no, this general has to listen to the rumors." Chen Fan immediately denied it and shook his head and sighed: "Chen didn't pay this time when his underwear was already burning high incense."
"Oh? How do you say this?" Bram pretended to be surprised: "Below it is said that Boss Chen's arms are very popular in the British Empire. Those nobles are all rushing for it. How can they lose money?"
Chen Fan immediately spit out bitterly: "General, don't you know how many of the nobles in the British Empire have blocked the door? Nine out of ten are on credit, and the remaining one has to barter. As a result, when the war is over, Nine out of the ten nobles in the entire British Empire died, and I was anxious to send someone to to collect the accounts."
The generals saw what he said serious and couldn't help laughing. Of course, all of you present here are old foxes who have lived for hundreds of years. It is estimated that no one will believe Chen Fan's lie.
Samville said meaningfully: "In the past battles, the battle damage rate of a fleet will generally be maintained at 5 to 7%, but this time the fleet battles of all forces in the British Empire Civil War The damage rate is almost as high as 15% or more, and some even reach 30%! I have to say that Boss Chen’s new weapons have indeed changed the previous mode of warfare."
The generals put away their smiles and showed solemn expressions. Obviously they knew very well that what could happen to the British Empire could also happen to them.
At this time, people will instinctively produce strong resistance out of fear of unknown things.
Therefore, in the meeting of senior generals held in secret a few days ago, almost all the generals who attended were unanimously opposed to the empire's purchase of those terrifying but unfamiliar weapons, and they should work out countermeasures based on the magic they are good at. Otherwise, once the country's heaviest weapon is controlled by others, the perished British Empire will end.
As a demigod mage, Samville naturally tends to the notion of the supremacy of magic and despises those strange tricks.
But the deeper he understands the civil war in the British Empire, the more he understands the terrible fel weapons.
So Samville prefers limited purchases for self-research, and may be able to get inspiration from it to improve the magical level of the empire.
Hearing Samville’s praise, Chen Fan immediately said with joy:
There, there, the commander’s reputation is too good. After all, no matter how good the weapon is, it depends on how people use it. I believe that the weapons of this consortium can be used in your country’s hands. A more brilliant record."
A general said in a bad tone: "I am afraid that this will disappoint Boss Chen, because this empire is based on magic, so the lieutenant generals are not very good at those technological things."
Immediately, a general followed with cynicism and said: "You can't say anything. Let's buy a few more and we can at least be a decoration. We can't let him see if it is not. At least we have what others have."
"The old man is good at blessing, or many blessings can make those cannons and missiles act as a mascot."
"When the time comes, my brother will help me make one too."
"A word is definite."
"Hahaha."
Several old mages with white beards smiled and disregarded their own image.
Samville didn't say anything to stop it, just watching how Chen Fan would respond.
But seeing that Chen Fan was not irritated or angry, he followed and said with a smile: "If several old masters like mascots~EbookFREE.me~ this consortium can also provide special customized services. Regardless of what kind of shape, it is guaranteed to be lifelike Just like the real thing. When the time comes, these mascots will be installed on your country’s magic warship, which will not only drive away evil spirits and avoid evil.
Several old masters immediately smiled stiffly, and they all bowed their heads and drank as if they hadn't heard.
Seeing that several old masters ignored him, Chen Fan turned his head and asked Samwell, "Your Excellency, how many would you like? I promise that the mascot produced by this consortium can ward off evil spirits even if you leave your house. It can bless your whole family to be disease-free and disaster-free throughout their lives."
"No need, no need." Samville declined with a face full of black lines: "This handsome has not yet married..."
Chen Fan immediately overjoyed and said: "Coincidentally, this consortium also has a mascot that promotes marriage. The effect is absolutely effective. It is guaranteed that your commander will marry a wife the first year, get a son the next year, and hold your grandson the next year."
"Boss Chen, let's talk about business first!" Samville stopped quickly! Good guy, are the arms dealers all wild now? You can get involved in any business at first glance!
"You commander, but you can't believe it?" Chen Fan was a little sorry, after all, it was rare to meet a customer who was ‘professional’ to him.
Samville said with a serious face: "Boss Chen, this commander has previously purchased a batch of naval guns from your hands. After actual combat tests, they found that they are inconsistent with our army's tactics. So he considered buying more. Put it in the army for a while and see if you can work out the corresponding tactics."
Chen Fan immediately smiled and said: "Please rest assured, your commander in command. The arms produced by this consortium have always adhered to the three advantages of cheap, practical and simple. Even the uncivilized indigenous people can directly carry it on the battlefield as long as they are taught. ."
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