After the huge cigar-shaped spacecraft took away all the personnel of the Xiroan Mercenary Group, it flew towards the universe without hesitation and disappeared.

But this war did not come to an end. There were so many things that needed to be dealt with after the war, and it was not easy at all than a battle with clear goals, so I could only cheer up and continue to deal with these flood of challenges.

Eaton first recovered from his shock and led the remaining supervising team to control the harbor spacecraft, and then finally came to me.

"Sir! After this battle is over, the battle losses and results still need to be counted! Please... please punish me!"

"Punishment? We won..."

I looked around the mess all over the ground for a week. In this late night, I felt that the evening breeze finally cooled down, no longer with the burning smoke and the pungent blood. The sea tide still revolved around like millions of years before, beating the solid shore embankment, but I didn't notice that after a new round of dawn, the history of this harbor would open a new chapter.

The guns and cannons outside were clamoring and shouting to kill the sky, which really scared the innocent people in the caravan. They had just hid in the tavern in the Saber Water Bay, and the prayers did not have their bad luck to them, and God also favored them, because the one who finally entered the tavern to find them was me, an uninvited guest who promised glory and wealth.

"Your efforts have won our victory in the caravan of Hiss Istan in the northwest, so you deserve it! You can make your own request!"

I walked into the tavern happily, patted the blood and dust on my body, and expressed my gratitude to these terrified merchants.

But this poor old man seemed to be shocked by the god of death who passed by. After a long time, he could not speak, let alone make relative requests.

I can understand this, after all, not everyone can ignore the terrifying trace of the giant plowing the ground at the entrance of the tavern.

Seeing that they were not moving, I arranged the rewards for them without saying a word.

"Okay, it seems that you have nothing to say. Then I will set up a permanent chamber of commerce hall in this Saber Water Bay, where your faction can send representatives to enter. At the same time, in both free trade zones, you all have the treatment of the highest caravan."

I still wrote a blank check and used benefits that did not exist yet. Anyway, I would return their previous goods truthfully and compensate their losses as much as possible. But one day they will find that the kindness obtained from me after the price they paid today is the most valuable reward.

It is also my plan to set up a chamber of commerce and guild hall.

The northwest Heath Istan is a territory with a relatively conservative attitude and tendency to be orderly, but maintains a relatively closed attitude, hides in various bases to accumulate strength, and slowly climb the scientific and technological tree. It can be said that it is a standard neutral force and can be fought for.

This time the caravan was forced to offend the God-killing King Kong Pirates, and they had to face revenge that could come at any time, so the binding of interests is necessary. For every extra point of their profit in this Saber Water Bay, they will pay more.

Pay attention.

With such obvious kindness, I just need to pass it back to the territory through this caravan, and they will definitely be able to contact them actively.

This is the dark chess.

And I don't have such a good attitude towards dealing with the most unreliable loader collar in this battle.

The cruising and fleeing cavalry were almost scared when the huge spacecraft appeared and fled to the dense forest as if they were desperately rushing. It was not until the cigar-shaped spacecraft flew away from the planet that they quietly returned to the battlefield under the organization of the mad lord.

But at this time, the 460 Legion had already walked out of the hiding ruins and formed a formation like a steel city wall. He was holding a barbarian machete in one hand, pressing down his mask, standing on the front line in full armed manner, emitting a cold murderous aura, and his aura was like the security guard at the door of the nightclub, making the privateer cavalry fearless and afraid to move forward.

"Lord, since this battle has been completed, let's talk about the post-war distribution."

Out of special consideration, I unexpectedly appeared from the roof of the tavern and talked to these guys who bully the weak and fear the strong on the moonlit night.

Before the war ended, we could also say that we were allies with common interests. After the war ended, we were the only two forces on the wasteland. The competition between the two was inevitable and the risk of fighting also increased sharply. If the current free trade zone army suffered heavy losses, then they would inevitably attack and wipe out.

But now...

"I had no intention of causing any conflict."

I jumped off the roof of the tavern and said to the Dead Face Lord, "If you have the sincerity to negotiate and resolve the problem, come in alone in the tavern. We can negotiate under the witness of Histan guests in the northwest. If you don't ask for it, if you don't want to turn this place into a burial place!"

After saying that, I walked into the tavern, and the steel city wall composed of the 460 Legion also separated a path, silently expressing my attitude.

Finally, a horse left the team.

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This little-known tavern peace negotiation is called "Sabre Water Bay Peace System" by me.

Unlike other negotiations, the only topic of this negotiation is the distribution of interests.

The two sides did not distinguish between the strengths of the master and subordinates, but instead counted all the open achievements, divided them into movable property and real estate, and placed them on the negotiating table for public discussion.

Among them, the loader collar separated all prisoners of war according to the needs, but the lord also asked to take away all the addictive products in the warehouse to control these guys who were addicted to drugs.

I have no interest in suspicious drugs such as powder and thin slices. These common things on the wastelands will only cause trouble, so I gave them a wave of my hand. The free trade zone has taken away the real estate of Saber Water Bay, including a construction and a scrapped spacecraft.

Then, we divided the materials. However, this time it was distributed in half proportions, rather than the previous three to seven. This is my consideration of the current trade surplus, I only need to expand the scale of trade between the two, and the materials I need will continue to enter my hands, and their hoarding will only destroy their own economy.

After these two items, we discussed how to maintain peace on the wasteland and restricted standing forces to prevent unnecessary expansion and preparation for war, resulting in the extreme spread of aggression and expansion ideas and destroy the valuable peace on the wasteland. In the end, the loader's leader will reduce the scale of the privateer cavalry, and I also promise not to expand the army under reciprocal circumstances.

At the same time, I also mentioned that trade barriers shall not be set up between the free trade zone and the loader's collar, and transaction prices shall be manipulated. All goods production and circulation must be kept unobstructed, otherwise it will be regarded as a war being initiated.

I also felt his sneer from the face of the mad lord.

Because he needs to go back to recuperate now, he also needs to supplement his supplies from me and digest the prisoners he has been arrested this time, so this is the time for breathing that they must fight for.

But this guy still doesn't know that invisible capital intrusion is more thorough and cruel and ruthless than direct plunder...

In short, the content of this system in my imagination is not important, but this method of turning the hegemony of military force into the expansion of commercial capital is undoubtedly a path of peaceful coexistence in this wasteland without morality and order.

During the peace talks, it can not only maintain the relative balance and absolute gap between strength and weakness, but also prevent new forces from rising from growing from the blank spaces and ruins. This is a very valuable practice.
Chapter completed!