King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 782 - 712 The Future of P·B

782: Chapter 712 The Future of P·B

782 -712 The Future of P·B

The resort’s opening was nothing like Joe Ga had imagined…

After taking photos with his family, he had also prepared to cut a ribbon or something, but that never happened.

As soon as the photographer announced the end of the shoot, over a dozen festive-looking balloons hanging above the resort lobby suddenly exploded, showering down a plethora of colorful confetti…

Then, Boss Qiao and his three lions became a ‘tourist attraction,’ taking turns posing with guests on site, until Sayyid loudly announced, before the tourists had even arrived at the resort, that everyone should head to the Dubai Royal Family’s palace, where he had prepared gifts and activities for them…

Watching the guests head to the right without a second thought, walking along the corridor on the right, admiring the lake view while laughing and walking towards the end of the corridor.

Seeing a bunch of kids pushing Danbao and accompanied by two fat dogs, happily following the crowd, Joe Ga didn’t quite understand what Sayyid was up to.

He laughed, holding Nis’s hand, and said, “What exactly has Sayyid prepared?

Why is everyone so happy?”

Nis glanced at Lion King Arthur who was starting to droop and bent over to untie the ropes around the necks of Arthur and his wife, then patted them hard on their bodies and said, “Go home, thank you for coming to celebrate with us…”

When Joe Ga saw Arthur baring his teeth fiercely at Nis, he stepped forward, grabbed his mane, and landed a solid punch on its head amidst its pitiful howls…

“Beat it!”

After watching Arthur and his wife skulk away with tails tucked, Joe Ga looked at the Little Lion Nis was holding in her arms and said with a laugh, “Dragon Gecko really takes things easy, why get a lion?”

As he spoke, Joe Ga, with amusement, rubbed Nis’s flat belly and said, “By the time our child is born, this guy should be quite big.

Anyway, I definitely won’t let it near my child…”

Upon hearing this, Nis just shook her head with a smile and said, “Why not?

With Ayu around, the animals are always well-behaved.”

Pointing toward the Cheetah chasing butterflies in the grassland ahead, as well as a Black rhinoceros looking adorably dopey, she laughed and said, “They have never hurt anyone, as long as they have enough food, they’re not much different from ordinary pets.”

Joe Ga, upon hearing this, shook his head noncommittally, picked up the Little Lion that had a ring of black fluff around its neck, and, while listening to its baby-like cries, pried open its tiny mouth as if to show Nis, and laughed, “Can you imagine this guy, when grown up, being able to bite a person’s head off?”

Nonchalantly, Nis replied, “Then we find a few people to protect our child continuously until he can protect himself.”

Joe Ga was taken aback and looked around, then whispered, “Did Karman tell you something?

We’re not some imperial household; we don’t do that feudal stuff!”

Nis chuckled and shook her head, saying, “Dragon Gecko plans to stay in Sangha Town and watch the child grow up.

He said he wants to train a completely new team.

Our captive ‘Black Hand’ mercenary group, along with Jack Heinz’s comrades ‘Smoker’ and ‘Syringe,’ have been conscripted by him.

The training camp near the gold mine is being renovated.

Dragon Gecko brought two Hippos and four Little Gazelles.

Qiao Liang sent a new unmanned airship, Monica sent a lot of advanced equipment from America, all of it has gone in there…

The old freaks of the jungle each went back to their homes, taking a bunch of young people from the primitive Tribes, and now they’re being settled in the gold mine camp for education.

A year later, the young people who pass the education will undergo comprehensive training; those who don’t qualify will either join Ghost’s team in the jungle or settle down in Sangha Town.

Dragon Gecko says they’ll hold such a selection every five years…”

Hearing this, Joe Ga uttered in amazement, “Dragon Gecko’s scavenging of primitive Tribes…

He’s starting a sort of ‘Alpha’ by P·B…

‘Black Hand’ from SAS is manageable, but how did he convince ‘Smoker’ from the Marine Corps Recon and ‘Syringe’ from the Airborne Rescue…?

Wow, does this mean P·B is going to have its own special forces training system?

‘Jupiter’ doing the dark deeds as a mercenary is one thing, but what the heck got into ‘Smoker’ and ‘Syringe’ to change their minds?

I already promised ‘Accountant’ I’d release them.”

As Nis pulled Joe Ga’s hand toward Sayyid’s palace, she shook her head and said, “‘Syringe’ has brought his wife and kids to Sangha Town.

He’s now a respected surgeon at Sangha Town Hospital!

It’s just that his ‘salary’ wasn’t great before; the people of Sangha Town do respect him.

‘Smoker’ actually wanted to join P·B’s combat team, but Dragon Gecko didn’t agree, thinking it best to keep such a tainted guy close to him.

“It’s a bit odd with the ‘Black Hand’ folks, given a week’s stay at the Gold Mine Training Camp by Dragon Gecko, they ‘surrendered.'”

Thinking about the antics of those old creatures, Joe Ga felt that if he were in ‘Jupiter’s place, he too would surrender without hesitation.

Being an instructor is always a bit easier than doing hard labor!

Dragon Gecko’s actions had pleased Joe Ga a great deal, the old illiterate had finally begun to value education from the ground up.

Strictly speaking, those jungle ghosts are special forces, lacking not in combat skills but in technological capability.

Karman was now planning to do the reverse, starting with cultural education and gradually selecting suitable individuals, and then moving on to intensive training.

Joe Ga couldn’t guess the exact outcome, but he was very clear that his wallet was in for some misfortune.

The first batch of jungle ghosts from P·B had the hardest time and the highest mortality rate.

But indeed, that hardly cost any money; however, as Joe Ga slowly changed their conditions, starting rotations…

Whether the combat ability of those jungle ghosts had improved or not, Joe Ga had no direct impression, but the resources and money consumed were doubling rapidly.

Old Karman’s goal to blend the strengths of civilized and wild worlds to train a new squad was going to cost an unimaginable sum of money.

Not to mention, just those old creeps bringing people back from the primitive tribes—if they could screen out ten or eight suitable candidates out of 500, that was already good, and even if the rest didn’t draw salaries for a year, the cost of food and drink alone was a substantial expense.

These old creeps indeed meant well, not only for Joe Ga their boss but also for the tribes they had once belonged to.

Bringing them out from the wild into the Gold Mine Training Camp for a transition, it’d be best if they could join P·B, and if not, they could still make a living in Sangha Town, which was certainly better than competing with wild beasts and nature for survival in the wild.

Many so-called civilized folks verbally advocate for the protection of primitive civilizations, but in reality, they view them as a burden.

The so-called rejection of outside civilization by primitive civilizations in movies is mostly nonsense—their behavior is instinctual fear of change, not an unwillingness to embrace civilization.

Try running electric cables to their homes for free and see if they reject you?

If it were like the movies, Columbus should have been dismembered upon reaching the shore, and there would be no tale of the ‘Mayflower’ afterward.

In all honesty, Joe Ga was a bit pained by the cost, but this was old Karman looking out for his own family, and Joe Ga couldn’t say a word against it.

Perhaps sensing Joe Ga’s thoughts, Nis suddenly said, “I think it’s good.

You will have many children in the future, and the most capable one, once approved by Karman, will gain the core strength of P·B!

With cohesion, this family has a future!”

Joe Ga was taken aback, then smiled as he embraced Nis and walked along, saying, “Maybe it shouldn’t be the most capable child who inherits my business but rather the one most respected and willing to unite all their siblings.

Nis, I’m not sure what you’ve been exposed to lately, but I feel like you’re starting to think too much.

The world is vast, what’s P·B after all?

We should encourage our children to pursue what they want to do and to shine in the fields they are passionate about.

I don’t know if I’ll be a good father, but I’m trying my hardest.

In the past, I only wanted to live a different life, but now I can assure you, my children can afford to lose!

I am their safety net!”

Nis was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, “You can certainly do it!”

Hearing this, Joe Ga laughed heartily and, holding Nis, stepped onto a bridge and slowly made his way up through the canopy, then issued a sigh of admiration toward the so-called palace in the distance…

Not only admiring the ingenuity of the palace’s design but also in awe of Sayyid’s grandiosity…

That was no mere gift, but an unbridled display of extravagance…