Among those negotiating with the Colossus were people Wenren Sheng had seen before.
That Miken-made Super Warrior, No. 13—a burly, tough white man—appeared before him again.
The two sides had actually negotiated once before.
In that negotiation, the Miken People had offered twice this agricultural state's annual income to redeem ownership of this land and have Wenren Sheng lift the fog blockade.
That way, Colossus State would nominally remain under Miken administration.
Of course, as time passed, the newly emerged Colossus Priests regained administrative control.
That was only natural. Whoever had strength could govern the secular world.
This time was clearly a continuation of the previous negotiations.
The two sides met in a ceremonial hall.
"Great divine envoy, we hope to reach further cooperation with you." No. 13 respectfully bowed before speaking.
"Go on." Eagle nodded.
"We hope you will expand the area under your protection to the entire Miken region, and we will provide you with sufficient gold and jewelry." No. 13 spoke according to the experience from their last negotiation.
Eagle fell silent.
No. 13 and the several negotiators accompanying him stared tensely at Eagle.
In truth, staring was useless. They were all skilled at reading expressions, but what expression could they possibly discern from an eagle...
Still, from the other party's simple words, they could tell it was interested in negotiating. It was not some monster or Demon that casually took lives.
The other party only required feelings of joy, which were easy enough to provide. There was already plenty of mindless entertainment, and Miken's film and sports industries stood unrivaled in the world.
That was their good fortune.
Wenren Sheng was actually discussing it with Little Girl.
"Can you cover all of Miken?"
"How big is it?"
"9.3 million square kilometers. A moderately sized piece of