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Chapter 333: Tia Empire and Alano (Big - , Please Bookmark, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 333: Chapter 333: Tia Empire and Alano (Big Chapter, Please Bookmark, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Today’s evening class is "International Relations in Overseas Diplomacy."

It’s an elective course.

The large classroom designed for two hundred people is bustling with activity.

He Ao still sits in a corner on the edge, with some empty spaces around him.

However, Xidu University is very large, and not everyone has heard of He Ao’s reputation, so there are still a few people scattered around him.

Liu Nan and Yuan Nannan are sitting next to He Ao.

The lecturer on stage is a venerable old professor with considerable prestige in the field of international relations. At this moment, he is calmly discussing the topic of this class, ’the impact of the Tia Empire on Central Earth’s overseas diplomatic relations.’

The class is quite popular with the students of Xidu University, not just because the professor’s lectures are easy to understand and his academic skills are high, but more importantly, the professor doesn’t give exams. There’s only a paper to write at the end of the semester, and he grades generously.

Liu Nan looked at He Ao next to her with some curiosity. In the past when she attended classes with He Ao, he always listened very focused and engrossed.

But these past few days, He Ao seemed to be a bit... distracted?

Liu Nan shifted her gaze towards the professor on the stage, who was currently talking about the Tia Empire’s diplomatic philosophy.

"Separated by a vast ocean from Central Earth, the Tia Empire monopolizes an entire new continent, with only some scattered island nations around.

The Tia Empire sees these countries as forbidden territories, not allowing others to interfere.

They manipulate the political structures of these small countries to seize the greatest benefits for the empire.

The most typical example is Alano. The Republic of Alano consists of one large island and many surrounding smaller islands, with vast amounts of oil resources in its land and territorial waters, holding 10% of the world’s oil reserves.

And these oil resources are all controlled by the transnational corporations of the Tia Empire..."

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Naya Town

He Ao observed the special visitor in front of him. He had anticipated the other party would come, but he hadn’t expected them to arrive even faster than Daybreak.

The person in front of him had golden curly hair, fair skin, and a long aquiline nose, entirely different from the native people of Alano.

The visitor was wearing a neat suit and looked very polite.

In the area surrounding Alano, the only place with such a racial type is the Tia Empire.

Most residents of Alano are indigenous people who have lived on this land since ancient times, and their race is similar to the people of Central Earth.

The Tia Empire, on the other hand, was established later by immigrants from the Western Lands who took over the new continent, driving the native people to the surrounding islands.

However, many of the natives stayed, marrying the immigrants and procreating offspring.

Most of the Tia Empire’s population consists of mixed descendants of natives and immigrants, while the ruling class, through internal marriage, has maintained bloodlines from the Western Lands.

This person had obvious features of a Westerner, and so was likely high-ranking within the Tia Empire.

Actually, He Ao’s understanding of the Tia Empire had not been so profound before; he had just learned this information in class.

Learn and apply on the spot.

Clearly, this was a messenger from the Tia Empire.

"What do you want by seeking me?"

He Ao leaned back in his chair and looked calmly at the messenger from the Tia Empire.

The chaos in Alano could almost be said to have been caused by the Tia Empire.

The former president of the Republic of Alano wanted to reclaim the oil fields and nationalize the oil.

Then, the next month, he was assassinated, the Cabinet collapsed, and Alano fell into more than a decade of warlord chaos.

The sudden rise of the Free Marines, apart from Daybreak, was also likely to involve the Tia Empire.

"Mr. Hu Wen is a senior figure in Daybreak, and the Empire has always been on good terms with Daybreak’s leaders,"

the messenger said politely, with a smile on his face.

Clearly, he had already investigated He Ao’s identity.

A powerful C-level individual, in today’s Transcendent world, is considered a heavyweight.

"Hmm," He Ao raised an eyebrow, looking at him with interest, "So?"

"We heard Mr. Hu Wen wishes to reunify the forces of the Free Marines and admire such action. Therefore, we came to offer Mr. Hu Wen our modest support."

The messenger continued to speak with a gentle and smiling demeanor.

The same actions, seen by different powers, yield different conclusions.

He Ao’s blunt ploy using Daybreak’s name startled and alarmed Daybreak itself, while the Tia Empire would be exceptionally thrilled.

They hoped He Ao would immediately reorganize the Free Marines and continue clashing with the Coastline Defense Force to prevent the unification of Alano, possibly even pulling Daybreak into the fray, sapping the Research Institute’s power.

They were like vultures that scavenge, always circling in the sky, eagerly swooping down at the first opportunity.

He Ao’s message had not been out for a few hours before they found him, their actions swift.

"What can you offer me?"

He Ao squinted his eyes, looking at the messenger with a smile.

"If you wish, I can negotiate with the imperial bankers to provide you with a loan worth 25 million Golden Shields at an annual interest rate not exceeding 3%. You can also convert this loan directly into weapons."

This is a very profitable deal. Before you, Mr. Balan also took this loan, and he paid it off in only a year and a half."

The messenger said slowly.

The Golden Shield is the currency of the Tia Empire, with an exchange rate of about 2.5:1 against the currency of Central Earth. Twenty-five million Golden Shields is equivalent to ten million in Central Earth currency.

"Are you representing the banks?"

He Ao, his hands on the table, looked calmly at the messenger.

"I represent the Alano Business Alliance."

The messenger replied in a soft tone.

The Alano Business Alliance, centered around the oil multinationals that control Alano’s oil industry, is a monopoly alliance. Aside from the word ’Alano’ in its name, it has little to do with Alano itself.

"An oil company, huh,"

He Ao tapped the table lightly. A bank loan, billed as aid, was in fact an investment, but at only 3% interest, it was still ’help’ in the eyes of the bankers.

After all, earning less or not at all is a loss to them.

For a local warlord, a loan of twenty-five million Golden Shields plus interest is definitely unpayable once borrowed and spent.

Then it has to come from the commoners of Alano and the merchant ships at sea. As long as they’re quick to strip assets, the money can be repaid quickly, with a handsome profit to boot.

Twenty-five million in a year and a half.

That’s why the Free Marines are infamous for their brutality.

If it were a legitimate warlord, it might be a good choice, but unfortunately, He Ao is not one.

He Ao opened his satellite phone and found the deeds of the Free Marines’ businesses that Zuo Nuo had sent him, which Zuo Nuo had taken over. He handed them to the messenger,

"Take a look, how much can these be mortgaged for?"

The messenger took the phone and checked it carefully, made several calls, and after about an hour, he gave He Ao a figure,

"After calculation, your properties are worth about one hundred million Golden Shields. Under the current circumstances, if you wish to mortgage, we can lend you up to 75%, which is seventy-five million Golden Shields, at an interest rate below 3%."

At this moment, He Ao had already walked out of his office and stood on the street.

His gaze swept over the blood on the ground as he spoke softly, "Seventy-five million is too fragmented of a figure. Let’s round it up to a neat number, one hundred million."

The messenger opened his mouth, unsure if rounding worked that way.

But he had also seen the blood on the ground.

In the end, he didn’t make a sound.

"I won’t need that assistance loan, just the mortgage,"

He Ao glanced at him, "The mortgage term is one year. If the collateral ends up being overvalued, I won’t ask you for it, and if it’s undervalued, don’t ask me to make up the difference."

Isn’t this equivalent to selling those properties to us for a billion, and we have to wait a year to take possession?

The messenger realized something wasn’t right but still tried to maintain a smile as he said slowly, "Your properties are in the territories of the Coastline Defense Force. If there’s a problem by then, we might have difficulty taking over."

"That’s your problem," He Ao smiled, "Aren’t you here to help me? I have unsellable properties right now and really need your help."

The messenger’s face almost completely darkened,

"Mr. Hu Wen, if you are unwilling to accept our ’help,’ then please don’t mock us."

He looked at He Ao, no longer hiding his expression,

"You’re just one of many warlords in Alano. We are willing to help you rise because we respect you. If you don’t want that, we can support someone else.

You possess Transcendent power, but the Empire is not short of Transcendents. In the face of the Empire, I hope you will curb your arrogance. Arrogant people often pay with their lives."

It was an outright threat.

He Ao glanced at the messenger.

This messenger was still too young, and not very stable.

He slowly crouched down, picked a scab of blood from the crack in the road beneath his feet, and crumbled it. He smiled at the messenger and spoke slowly,

"Yesterday, someone thought to attack me from behind, then he fell here, and his blood flowed from this spot, through this crack,"

He squatted, moving forward step by step, his finger tracing the crimson crack, "flowing and flowing, until it reached this little gutter··· oh, the bloodstains here have already been washed away···"

He Ao stood up, stepped beside the messenger with both palms slightly hovering in front of the messenger’s cheeks, miming a shape, and smiled, "I still remember his face. He was about your age, similar build··· at that time, the knife went in right here···"

The messenger watched blankly as the genteel man in front of him gestured near his neck, saw his smiling face.

A sense of fear cascaded into the depths of his heart like an abyss.

His body stiffened and shook. He wanted to run away but was so overcome he couldn’t lift his feet.

"Young man, don’t be too hot-headed,"

He Ao patted his shoulder, adjusted his clothes for him, and noted the sweat on his cheeks.

"I’m very sincere. Go back and tell your masters, I think they’ll accept my offer. If they still need to think about it — I remember the Free Marines have three oil fields···"