"Mr. Carnegie Lov, I think I understand your request. You want to gamble the future of the Northern Territory Alliance and the Northern Ice Field against a resource we urgently need right now?"
Just as Su Mo was silently weighing the strengths and weaknesses of the five major regions, the leader of the Golden Giant Eagle, Esli Frutos, interrupted Carnegie Lov's rambling.
This time, there was no famous scene of the entire world speaking Huaxia's language.
Flutos spoke in a fluent British accent, stating his opinion at lightning speed.
"To be frank, if Mr. Su wanted to use the future of the Tian Yuan Territory to seek urgently needed support from us, I'd be more than happy to send over a batch of necessary supplies in the coming period. But your Northern Territory Alliance..."
At this point, Flutos sighed from the other end of the communicator. "Do you know the difference between thirty million people and one hundred thousand? Even if we truly had enough supplies to support you, how would we transport them to the distant Northern Ice Field?"
There was a three-hundredfold difference between one hundred thousand and thirty million people.
According to the wasteland's universally recognized minimum living standard, maintaining the most basic working capacity required each person to consume at least five kilograms of supplies per month.
Multiplying that number by thirty million, the monthly demand for supplies reached a terrifying one hundred and fifty thousand tons!
Of course, that would not have been much of a problem on Earth. Two international freighters weighing one hundred thousand tons each could transport it there with ease.
But the key point was that everyone was now living in the wasteland!
Before this great river spanning five regions had appeared, even though Su Mo had learned about it ahead