pertwk Chapter 259 The Old Buddha has already paid the bill.
Chapter 259 The Old Buddha has already paid the bill.
The command center was silent for a full three seconds.
Lin Jianguo stared at the communicator in Lin Fan's hand, his expression subtle.
Mark held his breath, afraid to make a sound.
Extraordinary Force.
Everyone present could tell how weighty those four words were.
On the other end of the communicator, Commander Zhou did not answer immediately, but waited a while...
"you say."
Hearing the other party's reply, Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief and then said:
"First, my current technology is not yet mature in terms of empowerment."
The success rate cannot be guaranteed to be 100%, nor can the type of ability granted be guaranteed.
It could be a power-type ability, a speed-type ability, or even a useless support ability. Are you sure you still need it?
There was a moment of silence on the other end.
"We're prepared for this. As mentioned above, even if the success rate is only 10%, it's worth a try."
"Alright, in that case, let's talk about the second thing."
Lin Fan's tone was casual, but the content was anything but.
"I need supplies. All supplies, provided free of charge. Ammunition, medical equipment, food, communication equipment, engineering materials—I'll have someone send you the list; you can handle it."
"Free of charge?"
Commander Zhou's tone remained unchanged, but he clearly paused for half a beat longer when he said those two words.
"Yes, free of charge."
Although the government had previously offered grants, that kind of assistance, which left Lin Fan dependent on others, was not what he wanted.
"Commander Zhou, I won't lie to you, I have tens of thousands of men under my command waiting to be fed."
Given the current situation here, although we can find supplies, I can't let people live a life of constant displacement, can I?
This statement, though made lightly, contains a great deal of information.
Lin Fan was telling the other party that his current situation was not easy, but at the same time he was implying that only he could give them what they wanted.
"We can discuss the supplies."
Commander Zhou responded quickly.
"A special budget has already been approved from above. As long as the list is reasonable, it can be allocated through a special channel. But as you know, trans-Pacific transportation is no small matter, and in terms of time..."
"You can coordinate the timeline yourselves; I won't rush you. But I hope the first batch of supplies will arrive within two weeks."
"...I will try my best."
"There's a third thing."
Lin Fan sat up straight, and his tone changed accordingly.
"I need your help to find something."
"What is it?"
"The Stone of Origin".
The person on the other end of the communicator was clearly stunned.
"What is this?"
"A special kind of ore, or rather, an energy carrier."
Lin Fan carefully considered his words.
"My current enabling technology relies on this kind of thing at its core."
"I don't have many reserves left. If you want to mass-produce superhumans, my current reserves are far from enough."
"Where can this kind of ore be found?"
"Uncertain. Current leads point to several locations."
I will have someone compile the specific information and send it to you.
But I can tell you, this stuff doesn't appear in ordinary ore veins.
The sound of pen and paper being taken down came from Commander Zhou's side.
"Okay, we'll have someone check that. Are there any other conditions?"
That's all for now.
Lin Fan paused, then added, "By the way, during the cooperation, you won't interfere with my people, my territory, or my affairs. That's the bottom line."
"Don't worry about that. The original statement was that we will only provide support for all your actions overseas, without interfering."
"That's good."
Lin Fan picked up the communicator, turned off the speakerphone, and walked to the window.
"Commander Zhou, now that we've finished discussing official business, may I ask you a personal question?"
"you say."
"How much do you actually know about the current situation in the United States?"
There was a two-second silence on the other end.
"More than you imagine, but less than we wanted. Satellite reconnaissance and signal interception have never stopped, but ground intelligence has been almost completely cut off."
"Do you know roughly where that infected monster is right now?"
"Based on satellite thermal imaging analysis, it is roughly located in a region in the Midwest, but the exact coordinates have not yet been determined."
That thing hides underground and seems to possess some kind of ability to interfere with detection.
Lin Fan nodded, even though the other person couldn't see him.
"Okay, this information is useful to me. In the future, we should share similar intelligence as much as possible."
"no problem."
At this point, the conversation should have ended. But Commander Zhou suddenly changed the subject.
"Comrade Lin Fan, one last question—what are your plans next? Will you stay in Raccoon City, or…?"
Lin Fan leaned against the window frame, looking at the street outside, which was half-cleared.
"Commander Zhou, do you think the United States can recover from its current state?"
There was no direct answer from the other side.
Lin Fan didn't wait for his reply and continued speaking to himself:
"My dad once told me something: if the United States falls, the powder keg of the whole world will explode."
Since these territories are going to be divided up sooner or later, if I don't fight for them, someone else will.
His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear.
"With such a good opportunity, it would be a real shame not to seize some territory after all the money the Empress Dowager lost back then."
There was a full five seconds of silence on the other end of the communicator.
Then Commander Zhou smiled.
It was a very restrained laugh, but there was a meaning in the laugh that Lin Fan could understand.
"Comrade Lin Fan, I personally admire your idea very much."
"personal?"
"Of course it's a person."
Commander Zhou coughed, his tone returning to formality.
"However, since you've brought up the issue of territory, I also have an idea, which is personal."
"Please speak."
"You should be quite familiar with the west coast of the United States. If conditions permit... we hope to establish a port in a coastal location."
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow.
port.
These two words may sound light and airy, but their strategic significance is so heavy it could crush a person.
With this port, which serves as a Pacific shipping route, a transit point for supplies, a troop deployment hub, and an intelligence node, it's as if we've extended our reach directly to the North American continent.
"Commander Zhou, this request is not excessive."
Lin Fan said,
"But I need to stabilize Raccoon City first, and then slowly expand outwards. I'll keep an eye on the West Coast, and I'll let you know as soon as a suitable location comes up."
"Okay. That's settled then. The specific details will be handled by the contact persons from both sides."
"OK."
"By the way, Comrade Lin Fan."
"Um?"
"Give my regards to your father."
Lin Fan turned his head and glanced at Lin Jianguo standing behind him.
The latter waved his hand, his expression saying three words: "Don't drag me into this."
"I will relay the message."
Communication lost.
Silence returned to the command center.
Mark was the first to speak: "Boss, when will the supplies list be prepared?"
"Get ready now."
Lin Fan tossed the communicator to him.
"Have Levi's pull out that list he made earlier and triple the amount."
Also, add one more thing... heavy construction machinery, the more the better.
"Heavy construction machinery?" Mark paused for a moment, "What's it used for?"
"Build the port."
Mark opened his mouth, but didn't ask any more questions.
He has learned one thing: in front of this boss, ask less "why" and more "how."
Lin Jianguo waited until Mark left before walking over to Lin Fan.
"Are you really planning to acquire land here?"
"Otherwise what?"
Lin Fan turned around.
"Dad, the United States is now a piece of fat meat without an owner."
"I won't eat it, but the Russians will, the Canadians will, even those drug lords next door are eating it. Am I supposed to pick up the bones after everyone else has finished?"
Lin Jianguo glanced at him but didn't say anything.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Lin Fan patted his father on the shoulder.
"First, manage Raccoon City well and make the spore defense line an impregnable fortress."
Once domestic supplies arrive, we'll expand outwards. One step at a time.
Lin Jianguo nodded.
"Okay, you make the arrangements. I'll go check on the situation on the other side of the defense line."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and went out.
Lin Fan was the only one left in the command center.
He sat back down in his chair, staring at the alarming red area on the big screen.
What was on his mind...?
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