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Chapter 319 Foreign Aid
Tokyo Shinjuku
In the 1970s, Shinjuku's nightlife began to flourish. With the emergence of a bar street, it began to develop into a city that never sleeps.
The Wolf Spider Bar is an underground bar that opened five years ago. It has a long history on this street and has witnessed the prosperity of Shinjuku.
At night, Tokyo under the moonlight is still bustling with people, and the pedestrians and vehicles coming and going decorate the city.
For young men and women who pursue nightlife, it is just the beginning of the day.
The Wolf Spider Bar opens at seven o'clock as usual, but there is an unexpected guest today.
A little kid less than 1.4 meters tall.
It's not because of the dwarf, it's because she's only ten years old.
"A glass of strawberry milk, thank you."
The bartender was a tall and strong man, perhaps of African descent, with a darker skin than those who had been exposed to the sun for a long time. There were indeed many immigrants in Tokyo at that time, some of whom were illegal, and most of them gathered in gray areas such as bars and karaoke bars.
The bartender stared at the girl for three seconds, then took a bottle of milk from the freezer, speaking in half-true Japanese.
"The bar doesn't serve minors, kid, drink this and go home quickly."
He didn't quite understand how the doorman let anyone in. The doorman, or bodyguard, had the job of stopping people from causing trouble in the bar, but they also screened the guests who came in.
For example, those who often cause trouble are very unwelcome.
As for letting underage girls into the bar, did he intend to have them shut down tonight? If the police really came, he might be deported.
Ling also picked up the milk and took a sip, feeling a little dissatisfied.
“You didn’t add strawberries.”
If you blend the milk and strawberries in a blender, the taste will be much better. She clearly saw strawberries on the counter.
"Hey, listen, here..." The bartender started to speak, but was suddenly hit on the back of the head.
Looking back, it was the boss who beat him.
The boss, who is usually serious and looks as if everyone owes him five million, but is unexpectedly generous with his salary, has a smile on his face at this moment.
It's just that he's not used to laughing, so his expression looks a little weird.
"Why are you here?"
"Come and take a look. Are you still used to living here?"
"Ah, I'm used to it. Of course I'm used to it. The air here is good and there are many people. I like it here very much."
Listening to the slightly weird conversation between the two, the bartender realized belatedly that this little girl, could it be the landlord?
The boss's surname is Yamazaki, but no one knows his specific name. He usually takes in these "black people" (not referring to skin color) who have sneaked in, and he is a very generous person. So even though it is said that he has some relationship with the Yakuza who control this street and looks fierce, he is still a good person in everyone's hearts.
The bartender thought the girl was the landlord, and she was.
But he is not the landlord of this bar, he is the landlord of this planet.
The Lantz people are a member of the Galactic Federation, and their technology belongs to the category of secondary civilization. They are not an invader civilization, and of course they will not be friendly to strangers.
This is how it is between civilizations. As long as they are not at war and can communicate and trade, it can be considered mutual goodwill.
"I have something to discuss with you."
"Oh, of course, of course." The Lantz star understood, "Please come to the box, no one will disturb you."
The bartender was still a little confused as he watched the boss take the little girl to the private room. The glass of milk on the bar was finished, and Ling would not waste food.
He looked at the strawberries under the counter again, unsure whether he should make another glass of strawberry milk and send it to the box.
This little guest seems to be of some importance.
The bar's private room is magnificently decorated, with a small dance floor and a karaoke area.
"I heard that the Galactic Federation issued an orange alert and many aliens left the Earth. Why didn't you leave?"
Ling also sat down on the sofa next to the song request station and casually flipped through the music library. The music library was quite new, and it also had the latest pop songs.
There is a bar outside and a private room of an OK hall inside. The aliens are quite good at doing business.
"You said that."
Of course, the Lantz people also received evacuation warnings from the Galactic Federation to dangerous areas.
It is said that the Ultra Brothers of the Space Guard are stationed in the Kuiper Belt of the solar system, and this place is likely to become a battlefield between the Kingdom of Light and Zoda.
That's no joke.
Zoda, although people of their age and with a civilization only a few thousand years old didn't know much about the legion commander, at least they knew that he was a terrifying monster that could easily destroy multiple star systems.
In the war between the Kingdom of Light and Zoda, if any stray bullets hit the innocent, the solar system would be finished. People like them were not even cannon fodder.
Therefore, the Galactic Federation recommends that subordinate civilizations within the Federation evacuate the solar system to prevent them from being affected by the war.
Of course, this is a suggestion from the Galactic Federation, not a mandatory requirement.
Just like when a country is caught in a war, other countries announce the evacuation of their citizens. If you are advised to leave, but you are reluctant to leave because you can’t bear to leave, that is your own business.
The Lantz people are the kind who insist on not retreating.
"I don't think Zoda can threaten this planet."
"Why, you know Joda?"
"No, no, of course I don't. But I know that Earth has defeated countless invaders. And Earth is not afraid of Zoda."
The Baites, the Gossians, the Yabos, these powerful alien civilizations have all lost to the Earth.
Zoda may be more powerful, but I always feel that Earth will not lose.
"You seem to have a lot of confidence in the Earth," Lingye said.
The Zodas are not comparable to the Bautists and the Yabos. They are not on the same level at all, and there is a gap of several civilization levels.
"But I also think that the Earth will not be afraid of Zoda."
"I feel more relieved when you say that."
The Lantz star smiled apologetically, but when he saw Ling didn't smile either, he quickly stopped.
"I'm looking for you for a project. Can you take it on?"
"project?"
“Just building things.”
The Lantz people are not very good at this, but he knows that there are other alien civilizations on Earth who are good at this.
"The Magnis are good at this. They usually undertake projects on other planets in the Federation. I can introduce them to you. What do you want to build? An orbital elevator? A spaceport?"
"It's an amusement park."
"Swim...what?"
"Amusement park, have you heard of Disney?"
"Listen, I've heard of it." After staying on Earth for five years, the Lantz people still have some common sense of life.
He knew what an amusement park was, but he didn't expect that Gaia would specifically look for aliens like them just to build this thing?
It's just like a big boss asking a master craftsman to grind a primitive man's stone tool.
The Magnis weren't in Tokyo, or even in the island nation. They lived in the neighboring country next door. But it didn't matter, as long as they were within the range of the Earth, distance was not a problem for Lingye.
After the Lantz alien contacted the Galactic Federation through its communication device and confirmed the other party's address, Ling also stood up from the sofa.
Looking at the decoration here, I want to sing karaoke. I miss it so much. But I have something to do today, so I'll wait for next time.
Ling also stretched out her hand, and a space-distorting portal appeared in front of her where the box door should have been.
She walked in first, and the Lantz alien hesitated for a moment and followed her in.
When it comes to construction projects, the Magnis are indeed professional, and Ling quickly confirmed this, because when she stepped out of the portal, the address they gave her was a large construction site for building a bridge.
"Yo, steel stick."
"Yamazaki? Didn't you just contact me?"
Ganggun was a little surprised. Anyone who makes a long-distance call and has the other party appear in front of them just half a minute after hanging up would be surprised.
Lingye originally thought that 'Steel Rod' was a nickname, but soon realized from their conversation that it was his real name.
He was very short, and I didn't know if it was because all Magni people were short, or if it was just him. He was almost as tall as Ling, but he was very sturdy.
He was wearing a yellow safety helmet and a blue vest with the name of the engineering team written on it.
"Weren't you repairing the road before?"
"This is a new project, and it's about building a bridge. There are a lot of infrastructure projects here in the mainland, and 'if you want to get rich, you must first build roads.'" The second half of the sentence was said by Ganggun in Chinese, and Yamazaki probably didn't understand.
"Will you accept the project of building an amusement park?"
"Take it!" Ganggun finished speaking before noticing Lingye who spoke. "Whose child is this? Yours?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Yamazaki shook his head hurriedly, "This is Gaia."
"Gai...what?"
"Gaia, yes, that's the one you are thinking of now." The Lantz alien suddenly felt a sense of pleasure in revenge.
That's how it was, he felt the same way when the girl suddenly came to his bar not long ago.
"I want to build an amusement park, about 40 hectares, similar to Disneyland in the United States. Can it be built in half a year?"
"A 40-hectare theme park will take half a year." Although the main part of Steel Rod's brain was still a little malfunctioning, the part that served as a contractor automatically answered.
It's a bit rushed, this has been beautified, it should be impossible.
Of course, this is based on the technological level of Earthlings.
"What if we use Magni's technology?"
"Of course that's no problem."
If we use Magni's quark printing technology and start printing directly from atoms, we can print an amusement park in a few hours, no matter how big it is.
"But on other planets, we cannot use technology that surpasses that of our own civilization."