Qin Shi Huang looked at the blueprint in his own hand, then at the one in Yuan Shikai's hand, and fell into deep thought.
The scene fell silent. Qin Shi Huang could not grasp Yuan Shikai's true intentions.
Although Yuan Shikai had only briefly introduced Proper Human History and the Lostbelts, the meaning had been obvious: Proper Human History and the Lostbelts were enemies.
Could the other party be seeking to defect to a Lostbelt? It did not seem so. Otherwise, he would not have called it a trade. Was he truly after something in exchange?
Qin Shi Huang was not the only one thinking this. Everyone else present thought the same.
Qin Shi Huang: "Hahaha, interesting. Truly fascinating. You said this was a trade, yes? Then tell me what you want. As long as I have it, I will do my utmost to satisfy you."
"But I still want to know why you are willing to offer such precious blueprints. By your own account, should we not be enemies?"
Yuan Shikai: "We at Chaldea have always stood on the side of Proper Human History, so, Your Majesty, you and I are bound to fight one day."
"Proper Human History is struggling at the moment. If Proper Human History fails, then I hope Your Majesty's Chinese Lostbelt can claim the final victory and replace the original Proper Human History."
Qin Shi Huang: "Claim the final victory? Didn't you say there was only blankness beyond the outside, and other enemies existed as well?"
Yuan Shikai: "Let me correct that. The outside is indeed blank, but there are four other Lostbelts. Including China, there were originally seven. Chaldea has already removed two."
Qin Shi Huang: "Then it seems you think highly of my China?"
Yuan Shikai: "It is not that I think