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Mohammed nodded heavily. He would return to his country tomorrow morning. It seemed that he would have no choice but to have a candlelight chat with Mr. Chu tonight to discuss the subsequent cooperation.

"Next, we have to proceed in two steps."

Young Master Chu sat back in his seat, drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp, moistened his throat, and said, "First of all, in the desert world, you and the Lion Country are both powerful leaders, and both sides have followers. As long as you two families can reach an agreement, many things will be easy to handle later."

Mohammed nodded silently. If he wanted to integrate the desert world, he could not avoid the lion that had been fighting with the Eagle Sauce for decades.

Although they have a lot of grudges against lions, it is not impossible for them to let go of the fight.

Just as Young Master Chu said, if you have money in your pocket, problems that can be solved with money are not a problem.

"Secondly, arm your own men."

Young Master Chu paused, frowned, and said in a somewhat impolite tone: "Because your country is too rich, ordinary people are treated very well, but the soldiers have become master soldiers and are not useful.

Then you have to give some sweet treats to the poor brothers around you, arm them, and let them fight for you."

Mohammed nodded. This was not difficult. Compared with his country's huge annual defense expenditure, there would be no problem in supporting the poor relatives around him.

And there are many benefits to this. If you take your own money, you have to do things for you.

If anything happens in the future, let me stand in the front and you can hide behind the scenes.

The most important thing is that those poor relatives are all brave and hardworking people. They will provoke the hoopoe whenever they have time. If they have the support of their own money, they will definitely be more powerful.

As a result, life will be difficult for Eagle Sauce's father.

"Chu, you are such a genius."

Mohammed, who had figured it out, was beaming with joy, as if he had caught a glimmer of inspiration, and said impatiently:

"Then in order to unite everyone, we need a common enemy, and the hoopoe is the best choice, right?"

"You're right, but don't forget that since the Hoopoe settled in the desert world, you have had countless fights, both big and small. As a result, the Hoopoe has become stronger. Even if you fight in a group, you still get beaten up."

Young Master Chu's sharp words made Mohammed's face change. After a long while, he sighed and said helplessly:

"Although I want to find thousands of reasons to refute you, I know that you are right."

"It's good if you understand!"

Young Master Chu picked up the decanter on the table, poured himself and Mohammed a glass of red wine, and said calmly:

"Don't be discouraged. There are definitely more solutions than problems. We in Daxia were innocent in the beginning. With millet and rifles, we were able to sweep through the seventeen halls without losing."

"Chu, you reminded me."

Mohammed took the wine glass handed over by Mr. Chu, his eyes lit up, he immediately understood, and smiled happily:

"The battle in the desert world is mainly based on the army, which is Daxia's strong point. If your country's experts can go to the desert world and teach my brothers some fighting skills, then our chances of winning the battle against the hoopoe will be much greater..."

"Well..."

Facing Mohammed's expectant gaze, Young Master Chu shook his head slightly and said firmly, "No, Mohammed, I said that Daxia will not station troops abroad, even if it is just to send military advisers."

Young Master Chu knew very well that the desert world was full of Eagle Sauce's spies. If Daxia openly sent military advisers, wouldn't that give them a handle on him?

Moreover, these things must be done in secret, how can they be announced to the public?

Even if Young Master Chu is willing to agree, Godfather will never agree to do so.

Mohammed was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Young Master Chu would refuse. This made him believe more that making friends with Daxia was the best choice.

"Chu, if I order a batch of army weapons from Daxia, you will always send instructors to teach customers how to use them, right? Does this solve the problem?"

Mohammed had a flash of inspiration and then came up with a good idea that would kill two birds with one stone.

Young Master Chu glanced at Mohammed with some surprise, and after thinking for a moment, he felt that this method was indeed feasible.

However, he still shook his head, as if caring for Mohammed, and patiently explained:

"Your idea is indeed feasible, but let me ask you, who are these weapons for? You or your subordinates?

If it is used by the soldiers of the Camel Kingdom, then no problem, I can promise you now."

Mohammed replied with a complicated tone: "Of course it's for my brothers to use."

"That's definitely not possible."

Young Master Chu shook his head like a rattle and refused without hesitation.

Mohammed took a big sip of red wine in a somewhat decadent manner: "Chu, then tell me, how can I send consultants to train my brothers?"

Young Master Chu picked up the glass and took a sip of red wine, smiling slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Mohammed, don't be impatient, give me a little time..."

Muhammad was at his wits' end. He could only look at Mr. Chu anxiously and kept muttering to him:

“Chu, I won’t let Da Xia work in vain… You must come up with a good idea.”

Young Master Chu frowned slightly and tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers, making a crisp "dong dong dong" sound that echoed in the quiet room.

At this moment, his eyes were focused and far-reaching. This was the first time that Young Master Chu used the world situation as a chess game, and every step needed to be carefully planned.

He was concentrating on thinking about how to play this game more excitingly, so as to neither let the Camel Kingdom fall into trouble nor put Daxia into a passive situation.

Mohammed's request was not impossible to achieve, but Young Master Chu needed to carefully weigh the pros and cons. He wanted to find a perfect solution that could both meet the needs of the Camel Kingdom and keep Daxia out of it.

After all, in this chess game that affects the direction of the world situation, as a shrewd chess player, it is not wise to leave the game too early.

Under Mohammed's expectant gaze, Young Master Chu finally stopped knocking. He slowly raised his head and looked at Mohammed. A confident and steady smile gradually emerged on his handsome face.

"I have come up with a solution that can completely solve this difficult problem."

Young Master Chu's voice was deep and powerful, and seemed to carry a magical power that made people feel at ease.

After Mohammed heard this, a hint of surprise and expectation flashed in his eyes, and he immediately became alert: "Chu, tell me quickly, what is the solution?"