“o^o”

"Juzi, your senior brother is not trying to kill someone to silence him?"

This is the first sentence that Terry said after finishing the tent.

The situation outside the tent was really scary - more than a dozen huge wild animals surrounded the entire tent tightly, almost unable to even shine in the sun.

"Meow~"

What a nonsense to tell the truth.

Ron turned his head and showed a creepy smile.

Of course, this is not true.

"Meow~"

The second senior brother came here this time and had something to look for Terry.

It seems that there is something about the agent.

Use the Moss code to keep everyone calm, Ron slowly explained.

There are four places where Ron knows about the gathering of smart animals, three of which have already walked through.

The first London Zoo in the UK, led by the fourth senior sister Cheetah Heimi, has begun to use the Internet to connect with human society;

The second is Savaga, the Greater Xing'anling Mountains of Long Kingdom, led by his senior brother Siberian Tiger Persimmon. It is not as advanced as the London Zoo. However, it also has contact with human society and has its own agent;

The third one is Swahili, the glory place we are in now.

In Ron's opinion, Swahili is the most backward among the three gathering places, without Internet, and contact with humans is just accidental.

Just like this time, if the second senior brother Braised was rescued by humans because of his injury, he would not have known that he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

Whether as a messenger, junior brother, or even the imperial general, Ron felt that he needed to put forward constructive opinions.

After thinking and discussing Ron's suggestion for the whole night, the shocking scene of more than a dozen huge beasts surrounding the tent - the second senior brother Braised and Swahiri's elders unanimously agreed with Ron's suggestions.

"Roar~"

Even Savaga has his own agent, and Swahiri cannot fall behind!

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This time, we came here, we had Ron's relationship and Terry's relationship.

The first thing to express his meaning was not Mufasa, the second senior brother of King Swahili, but Rafichi, the elder of the red-faced baboon that he had only met yesterday - he is the smartest among the wise animal elders, and he is also the only one who has had contact with humans except Mufasa in the past.

Moreover, this time the key character Terry also has a special relationship with him.

"Smack sex~"

Given the increasing influence of humans on the Serengeti Prairie and the Masai Mara Reserve, Swahiri urgently needs to maintain a smooth connection with the outside world while maintaining secrets.

We need an agent, hoping to be the junior of Tris Molekujac.

When the Moss code was slapped, the elder blushing baboon looked serious, like an envoy of diplomatic relations between the two countries.

Even Catherine and his group were so serious that they were a little suspicious of life - I just came to Africa for a trip, why did it suddenly turn out like this?

Terry, who knew what mission he was going to take on, immediately waved his hands.

"How can this be done?"

"I can't take on such a duty."

"Smack sex~"

Don't worry that this responsibility is simple.

It is to convey some of the outside world's policies and incidents about the Serengeti Prairie and the Masai Mara Reserve to us, and to ensure the safety of some smart animals to other smart animals gathering places.

Don't rush to refuse.

These are the agent's activities.

Money is a topic that humans can never avoid.

Obviously, the old baboon Rafichi is deeply rooted in his own way.

In the bright eyes of everyone, he handed over a bag of leaves and picked it open with the small wooden stick in his hand.

Immediately, in the morning sun, a bright rainbow rose.

The leaves are covered with small transparent particles that reflect the light of fire. The largest one is the size of an egg, and the smallest one is comparable to a pigeon egg.

"Hiss~"

"diamond!"

Everyone, including Ron, couldn't help but gasp the cool air from the prairie in the early morning.

Although it has not been processed and cannot fully demonstrate the beauty of diamonds, it is still a shock to put such a large handful of high-quality diamond ore in front of you.

"Fucking sex~"

These are deposits.

Seeing everyone's eyes, the old baboon Rafici felt that it should be right.

Lafite knew that these stones seemed to be very valuable in human society and could be sold for a lot of money.

And he has a backup plan.

He brought not only one leaf wrapper, but five!

"This... is too expensive!"

Terry was so much that he almost couldn't open his mouth by this heavy deposit.

He knew that Africa is the world's most important diamond producing area. At the same time, the world's largest diamond sand mine and the largest diamond rock mine are in Africa. Many world-famous large diamonds, such as Cullinan (3106 carats), extremely noble (999.2 carats), Jonger (726 carats), etc. were all excavated from Africa.

The largest diamond rock mine, Kimberlite tube, is located in Tanzania.

Even some of the Marseille tribes work in Kimberley mines to make money, and they have visited them.

But Terry never thought that one day, there would be a group of animals holding a bunch of diamonds and asking him to be his agent.

"Dong!"

We have low requirements, we just hope that Swahiri can continue for a long time.

If possible, it is best to let the new generation of Swahili citizens understand some outside world.

To put it bluntly, the old baboon threw out another packet of diamonds wrapped in leaves, and the shiny little stone broke through the barrier of the leaves and rolled down on the grass.

"Dong!"

If done well, the agent can get more.

The third one is wrapped in leaves, and the bright rainbow outside the tent is even more beautiful and thick.

"Roar~"

Terry, I hope you can consider it~

Things were done almost, and the second senior brother braised and added a little fire.

Diamonds and other things have no effect on intelligent animals. It is just that Mufasa watched humans dig these things, which allowed the elders of Rafichi to lead baboons and mongooses to dig and store some of them.

Now, by consuming a little diamond, you can get an agent and open up the communication channels between Swahili and the outside world.

It's really cost-effective.

“…”

Terry's eyes were pulled up from the diamond with difficulty and glanced at the others-Catherine and Molly were already immersed in the beautiful fire of the diamond, only Lorraine returned with her approval gaze.

He looked at Ron and nodded as he got.

Diamond ore is indeed difficult to circulate, but as the young owner of the Marseille tribe, Terry has a way to turn these diamond ore into finished diamonds, and then turn them into green Franklin and other supplies.

With this funding, the territory of the Marseille tribe should be able to be developed for a while, right?

Although he lives in the United States and likes American girls, Terry never forgot his hometown in his heart.

He nodded heavily.

The palms were slapped together with the palms of the red-faced old baboon Rafichi.
Chapter completed!