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Tuvalu had already prepared for the reception. As soon as Katie and her group got off the plane, someone took them to the presidential palace. As for sending a special car to pick them up, that was not necessary at all. This place is so small that even a bicycle is too big. Cars here are simply a waste and decoration. There is not even a gas station in the country.

Modott had long been standing outside the presidential palace waiting for Katie and the others to arrive. His suit was neatly ironed today, and he looked particularly energetic.

He saw the Brazilian tycoon Roberto from afar. When he approached, Modott could not wait to shake his hand and said, "Welcome, Mr. Roberto. If your company is willing to accept Tuvaluan citizens, you can recruit workers in the country!"

Roberto just smiled and patted Modot on the shoulder. He responded, "Mr. President, I can't make the decision this time. You have to listen to this lady. Please discuss with her how to negotiate and what conditions to use. I am only responsible for paying the bill."

Confused, Modott looked in the direction of Roberto's finger and saw a young and beautiful girl. He swore that the girl was not even older than his granddaughter.

Katie smiled and said to Modott, "Mr. President, let's go to the conference room and talk in detail."

It wasn't until Katie spoke that Modott realized that the people who came this time seemed very young, almost like high school students. If he hadn't confirmed Roberto's true identity, he would have almost suspected that he had encountered a fraud gang.

But what is there to cheat about in Tuvalu? Even if they sell people abroad, it is much better than sitting and waiting to die on this small island. Modote laughed bitterly at himself.

In the meeting room of the presidential palace, Katie's companions used their mutant abilities to check around to make sure there were no wiretaps, surveillance or other security risks. They nodded to Katie only after they confirmed that it was safe. Now, this 17-year-old girl has become the leader of this group of young mutants, and even the king of cards, Remy, was just pulled in to boost momentum.

After the young man finished his work, Modotte spoke up, "Regarding the issue of Costa Group recruiting workers in our country..." He thought Roberto was here to recruit workers.

Modott had prepared many plans before, such as seeking job security for citizens, etc. Although it would be very hard for refugees to work and the pay would be low, the old president always wanted to get as much welfare as possible.

Katie raised her hand to signal Modott to pause: "Mr. President, we are not here to recruit workers. We want to buy something from you!"

"Buy something? Buy what?" Modote was about to introduce the population situation of Tuvalu, but at this moment he had to put down the folder. He wondered if these people were really deceiving him.

Because Tuvalu has almost nothing of value except cheap labor. Apart from the blue sea outside, Modott can't think of anything else to sell in this country.

Could it be that he wanted to buy sardines? The old man wondered wildly.

Katie looked at Modott's confused expression and said seriously, "We want to buy this country!"

"What?" Modott thought he had misheard. What did the young girl just say? They wanted to buy the country of Tuvalu?

Was he too outdated, or was the world going crazy? Modott felt that his thoughts were no longer up to date.

Katie said to Modote in a serious tone: "President Modote, I say we are going to buy all of Tuvalu! Buy all the sovereignty of this country!"

This time, Modott listened very carefully, and he was sure that he had heard correctly. This girl named Katie did indeed state their intention, not to buy land, not to buy the right to use the sea area, but to buy the sovereignty of the entire country?

"Wait! You want this country? The whole country?!" The folder in Modott's hand slipped because what Katie said was beyond his expectations.

"Yes, we need the full sovereignty and political power of this country. Tuvalu is a small island, and it is an island that may be swallowed by the sea at any time. Any accident will accelerate the demise of the country." Katie's tone was firm, and what she said was fact, without exaggeration or embellishment.

"Life on this island is too hard for you and your people. If there is not enough money to build flood control dams or raise the elevation of the entire land, I believe you know what the end of this country will be."

"This is not a threat, Mr. Modott. The continued rise in sea levels has brought panic to this country. I doubt you will even survive until 2030. Perhaps civil unrest will break out in 2020."

Katie's words are not groundless. Modott knows that this small country is in dire straits. Recently, domestic unrest has become the norm. Some people think that it is meaningless to survive in this country with a bleak future, so it is better to enjoy the last days.

They intend to overthrow the existing regime and dream of living in anarchy for more than a decade before being swallowed by the sea. There are indeed some such fanatics. These people have completely lost hope.

If it weren't for Roberto's previous call, Modote would have announced to the whole country that large companies in South America would be recruiting a large number of workers and providing overseas employment opportunities for citizens. I'm afraid those people would have already started to take action.

Modott only had a guard force of less than 100 people, most of whose equipment were leftovers from the US military during World War II. He had no confidence in quelling the possible unrest.

Today, Roberto's luxury plane landed at Tuvalu Airport, and the whole country watched. Everyone's last hope is pinned on this overseas job. Only by leaving this damn island can they start a new life!

Modote smiled bitterly. It seemed that these young people had already understood the current situation in Tuvalu and came here just to confront each other.

Negotiation is like a game, and like all games, it requires chips and trump cards. Katie showed her hand, but her trump card was not yet revealed, and her chips were very rich. On the other hand, Modott's hand was terrible, his trump card did not exist at all, and as for the chips, he had nothing except the sinking island.

Modott sat across from Katie helplessly and sighed, "What do you want? Buy this sinking country to satisfy your presidential addiction? But the people of this country no longer have their hearts in their hearts, and they just want to escape. I'm doing my best to help them. If you want to rule them and play the game of thrones, you'd better go somewhere else."

Modott treated these young people as the second generation of super-rich people who spent money like water.

Katie smiled and said, "It's not that boring, Mr. President. We will indeed do a lot of things for you, such as what Roberto mentioned on the phone before, to provide overseas employment opportunities for your citizens. And we guarantee that all of our more than 11,000 citizens can be transferred to a safe place."

Katie pointed to Roberto, who smiled and confirmed Katie's words.

This made Modott a little confused: "Without citizens, what's the point of having this country?" In this way, the country was just an empty shell.

However, for Katie, this empty shell is what she needs! A blank slate is the basis for a new vision. Only with this empty shell can she build a mutant home.

Katie said slowly, "It doesn't matter, Mr. President. You don't have many choices now. Either save your people and let them leave this slowly committing suicide country, or give up this opportunity and bury this country along with your people."

Katie motioned to the naughty boy behind her to hand over a document, and she took the document and handed it to Modott.

"This is the best and perhaps the last chance for this country. Mr. President, please read this agreement before making a decision." Katie said calmly, because this time the initiative was in her hands, and Modote and Tuvalu had no choice!

......

The night in Tuvalu is not noisy, and even seems lonely. Since there are no street lights in many places, if the waves hit, you may disappear in the sea in an instant.

Therefore, people in this country rarely go out at night. The only relatively lively place is the area near the airport and the presidential palace. This is the highest place in the country and one of the few places with entertainment. Not far from the airport is the "most luxurious" bar in the country, which is roughly equivalent to the level of a bar in a rural town of a few hundred people in the United States.

Even so, most people would not choose to spend money here, because many daily necessities in Tuvalu are imported, and bar consumption is high, especially for a country with an annual per capita output value of less than US$2000.

But today, many people flocked to this bar, and the boss did not drive anyone away even if they did not drink. Everyone was waiting for news. Since seeing Roberto's luxury plane land during the day, all citizens believed the words of old President Modote, and a large number of overseas job opportunities were coming!

For the people of Tuvalu, this is a godsend! Even those extremists who want to overthrow the government and live in anarchy for a few years are looking forward to this opportunity.

Because they are not stupid! The previous thought was just because they could not see any hope in this country, and there was no other way out except waiting for death. But if there is a chance to work abroad, it means that they can have a considerable income and may even settle down abroad in the future. This is a vital matter for everyone...