pappabearbooks Chapter 199 The Meaning of Weapons
Chapter 199 The Meaning of Weapons
"Yes, your family does this in the Muggle world. I think you know as well as I how terrifying those things are."
Grindelwald nodded in agreement.
"A group of veterans can easily use the arrogance of wizards to kill a group of the most elite Aurors with excellent equipment and so many years of experience. Since then, I have known that unless wizards develop huge war weapons, They will be completely defeated in the war with the Muggles."
Grindelwald sighed when he said this, and then continued:
"You know, before Germany was defeated, they once frantically wanted to summon real demons to bloodbath Europe, hoping to save their defeat. Unfortunately, the main magic circle failed due to Dumbledore's destruction, and other auxiliary The magic circle just summoned some servants of the devil, and after creating some strange stories, it was completely eliminated by the German Ministry of Magic."
"I have heard a little bit about this matter."
Zhang Qi nodded.
"I have been imprisoned here for these years, and the information seems to be a little limited, but I can still infer the outside environment based on some support films."
"Old-established ministries of magic such as Britain and France still adhere to their own principles, and there is also internal decay."
"And on the other side of the ocean and the other side of the Eurasian continent, I think they have already begun to experiment with the integration of technology and magic, right?"
Grindelwald asked somewhat uncertainly.
"I'm sorry, I don't know this either."
Zhang Qi answered decisively.
"No need to pretend, you are still far behind your grandfather's disguise skills."
Grindelwald snorted, and then continued:
"But Dumbledore told me that I heard that there are still people in the world who are experimenting with undead creatures, and they also conducted an experimental attack."
"These guys are really stupid. This is something they can do only after their brains were kicked by a poisonous horned beast. I still don't understand why some people have such abnormal aesthetics - they don't like fair-skinned and beautiful women. But I just like the rotten flesh with pus and blood?"?
"There are so many people in the world, and it's normal for some weirdos to appear."
Zhang Qi said with great agreement.
"Mr. Nicol Flamel once said that the early necromancers were a group of knowledgeable people who tried to grasp the true meaning of the world by studying death. Unfortunately, their disciples were eventually carried away by the temptation of eternal life. It has become what it is now."
"Shortly after you were imprisoned, the International Federation of Wizards launched a campaign against the Flesh Sect. This cult was completely destroyed in a year's campaign."
"But do you believe this?"
Grindelwald asked with a half-smile.
"Of course I don't believe it. Rather than being completely wiped out, these disgusting sects are better off changing their official identities and continuing to hide in the magic world."
Zhang Qi snorted with his nose, and then continued:
"Those disgusting necromancers are most likely hiding on the other side of the Atlantic, conducting experiments on innocent people under the banner of justice, and thinking every day about how to destroy everything we enjoy now."
"The Flesh Sect is no longer as powerful as it was in the past, because many of the more disgusting things have been lost. Although Abomination is a complete undead war weapon, it is nothing compared to those things."
"The thinking is quite correct, because when you are simply unable to compete, it is better to compromise and integrate with the enemy to win yourself a chance to breathe and develop."
Grindelwald nodded.
"So in the situation you mentioned, Tao Buwei is the most likely possibility."
"It's not a possibility, it must be a fact. After all, things like consortiums have the same stench no matter where they are."
Zhang Qi said that word with some disgust on his face.
"But you are the heir to a large consortium. Aren't you derogating yourself by saying this?"
Grindelwald asked with interest.
Because in this child, he saw the shadow of the young man again.
"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood something."
Zhang Qi continued unhurriedly:
"I guess you are trying to say that the Zirol family makes money by selling missiles and warships, and is exchanging human lives in war-torn areas for money, right?"
"That's what I thought."
Grindelwald nodded firmly.
"That shows how naive you are. The family's biggest income is not from selling those weapons."
Zhang Qi stretched out his index finger and shook it:
"40% of our income comes from various military supplies, such as military cans and uniforms, and the other 60% is the money from the real arms trade."
"But the profits from the arms trade still account for the majority."
Grindelwald took a sip from the teacup and said calmly:
"Then it is no different from the profits that 100% come from the arms trade."
"This further demonstrates your shallowness, Mr. Grindelwald. The real value of high-tech weapons is never the weapon itself, but the technology and knowledge contained within the weapon."
Zhang Qi continued with great disdain:
"An old ship bought for a symbolic US$1 will probably cost US$29 billion after several repairs and modifications, and this number may continue to double in the future after-sales service."
"What sells high-tech weapons is never the weapon itself, but the sky-high after-sales maintenance."
Zhang Qi tapped the table lightly with his index finger:
"Because the technological content of these weapons is so high, small countries have no way to make them themselves and can only import them from big countries."
"And the parts of these things are very precise. Often they are prone to malfunctions even if they are left standing. As long as they are not properly maintained, they will become scrap metal. So they can only bear the pain and spend a large amount of money to let the seller carry out repairs. After-sales service”.
"We don't earn money for weapons at all, we earn money for maintenance."
Seeing that Grindelwald didn't understand at all, but still looked thoughtful, Zhang Qi shook his head:
"All high-tech weapons should not be used on the battlefield. The purpose of their existence is to perfectly threaten their opponents, alert them, and let those who are peeping at them know that they have the ability to organize a strong counterattack, so they can take the initiative to retreat."
"So even if these weapons are sold, they will only be used for regional balance, and there are very few opportunities for real use in hot wars. And in some aspects, these weapons can even prevent the occurrence of hot wars."
"So, while making a lot of profits from selling weapons, we can also stabilize the situation. Why not do it?"
Zhang Qi said with a smile.