Chapter 1045: Chapter 1045: Mount Domon

When Rebaton and Aslan met again, he saw Carmen obediently following Aslan, and he instantly came to his senses.

"Mr. Amuro, what a big deal!"

This matter made Rebaton a little dissatisfied. If someone else had seized the dominion of Dortmund's underground forces, he might have nothing to say, but being taken by an outsider like Amuro made him somewhat dissatisfied.

Aslan's tone was normal at first, but it changed as he spoke.

"Originally, I really just planned to do a good job in business. I never expected that someone would spy on me, drug me, and make me do that kind of thing."

The corner of Rebaton's mouth twitched, because this kind of thing was not limited to Aslan, in fact, many people in Dortmund were like this, and that woman also liked to film the process very much, which was why the political leaders at all levels in Dortmund were unwilling to do anything to her.

With the handle in hand, and Lu Xiya's filial piety has never been less, everyone turned a blind eye.

Not to mention that Lucia occasionally organizes sex parties to make everyone happy together.

Thinking of Lucia's superb skills, Rebaton also felt a burst of regret.

"Yeah, that bitch is disgusting."

Rebaton said with deep sympathy.

"I just don't know if Lord Amuro got it..."

Listening to the tone and attitude, from Mr. to Your Excellency in an instant, it can be seen how quickly these politicians change their faces.

"I know what you want to say, please ask your Excellency to arrange a room later, so that everyone on the list can get to know each other."

After Aslan finished speaking, he pushed a list in front of Rebaton.

Rebaton glanced at the list and instantly understood.

These people used to be Lucia's umbrella.

They all have one thing in common, they all have something in Lucia's hands.

"Okay!" Rebaton replied indifferently, he wanted to see how confident Amuro was in getting these people to cooperate honestly.

For the banquet at night, only the entertainment among the ladies remained. All the male guests who participated in the party entered the largest reception room, and dozens of wooden boxes were placed in the corners.

After seeing the wooden box, many guests couldn't help showing a touch of excitement. Two of them rushed over directly, wanting to take it away, but when they approached, they suddenly knelt down in front of the wooden box.

A terrifying coercion enveloped the entire reception room.

Rebaton and Curry both retired from the army, and instantly understood the source of this terrifying coercion.

Mentor level powerhouse!

"Don't get excited, everyone, I will return these things to you, but I still have something to talk to you about."

Aslan folded his hands on his knees and said gently, "I still hope that things can be resolved peacefully."

As soon as these words came out, the terrifying coercion intensified again, directly overwhelming Rebaton to the ground.

"This terrifying spiritual pressure is at least a peak mentor-level powerhouse."

Artoria appeared behind Aslan in a military uniform, holding the knight sword at her waist with one hand, majestic, it was a knight instructor.

"Your wife is actually a mentor-level powerhouse!"

Rebaton's eyes widened subconsciously. He had seen Arturia when he was holding a banquet. At that time, he never thought that the beauty who looked like a gentle little daughter-in-law was actually such a terrifying existence.

"Can we talk?" Aslan asked again.

Rebaton said with a bitter face: "Talk, just talk like this, it's not good!"

Aslan waved his hand, Artoria immediately put away her aura, and the officials couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"In order to show the sincerity of cooperation, these boxes will be returned to everyone first."

After Aslan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the wooden box in the corner flew up out of thin air, towards the owner whose name was on the wooden box.

A group of dignitaries took the wooden box in their hands, not showing any joy, but looked at Aslan solemnly.

"I am already the peak of the Great Magister, only one magic tower away from the Magister, so I am very eager to make money, and I hope everyone can cooperate."

Hearing that the magic tower was going to be built, Rebaton's thoughts instantly became familiar.

The Dortmund area has been dominated by agriculture for so many years. I don’t know that the economy and industry are not developing well, and even the cultivation system is very backward. Mentor-level sits in town, and even in some strong areas, there are several mentor-level powerhouses.

The gap is not even a little bit.

Don't think it's just a gap between professionals, it will actually affect the evaluation of the entire region, and it will also make their Dortmund district councilors have less voice than other district councilors with mentor-level powerhouses.

The lack of right to speak naturally cannot guarantee the interests of regional policies, and the development of the region will naturally become slower and slower.

Even though they are just agricultural areas, if they have mentor-level strong support, maybe next year's agricultural funding can be doubled, so that they can build a large number of canals, reclaim new farmland, and speed up the development of the area.

"What do you want to cooperate with?"

After Rebaton glanced at several important members of parliament, they nodded in tacit agreement, and Rebaton asked the question.

"My original proposal was to build a green tourist city and at the same time vigorously develop the wholesale of agricultural products."

As soon as this remark came out, Rebaton looked confused, relying on these two businesses, when will he be able to earn enough funds to build the magic tower.

"Don't look down on this business. If tens of millions of people in Chester and its surroundings come to Dortmund every year to travel, and each person only spends one card, it will be tens of millions of dollars. This amount of money is not a small amount. You should know how big the market for agricultural products in Chester is now, and the value of agricultural products consumed in Chester exceeds one million dollars every year..."

Aslan hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by a congressman.

"The matter of agricultural products is indeed very big, but the food red line is there. Dortmund has no extra land to grow other agricultural products. The fields in the Dortmund area have been developed to the limit."

Aslan shook his head and said: "There is still a distance from the limit. At least I have seen a lot of abandoned land, and many agricultural products are not suitable for planting in the ground. Mount Domon is very good."

Mount Dortmund is the highest peak in Dortmund, with a maximum altitude of 354 meters. It covers an area of ​​more than 300 hectares, which is large enough. However, such a mountain was abandoned by the people of Dortmund, which made Aslan very suspicious of them. cultivation level.

Upon hearing Mount Dortmund, Councilor Jadlin immediately said: "Mount Dortmund is occupied by the gangster Brook, and there are nearly a thousand gangsters on it. It has always been Dortmund's confidant of trouble."

Rebaton immediately glared at Jadrin, angry at his unnecessary behavior.