I want to be a warlord

The next day, the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

There were more than a thousand people at the scene. In addition to the security and ribbon-cutting people, there were many onlookers.

I don't know if it was because of the loan approval, but a vice president of the African Development Bank rushed over early in the morning. The visitor was a guest, and Wang Zhen received him well.

Everything here is real, so he is naturally not afraid of people visiting.

Cameras were set up at the scene and Tamazo TV broadcast live.

Tamazu Company, the largest media company in South Sudan, is involved in television stations, radio stations, newspapers, magazines, websites, etc...

Of course, it’s not too big, because after all, only 5% of South Sudan’s population is covered by electricity.

Not only people from Tamazu came, but also reporters from several other countries, including naturally from China.

This is to be recorded in international news.

At the entrance of the dam, a three-meter-high platform has been built with 13 steps on the front.

There is a long table standing on the high platform. There is an incense burner in the middle of the long table. There are melons and fruits on the left and right serving plates.

There were eight tall black men standing in all directions on the high platform, each holding a flag and standing facing out. The wind blowing from the river made the flags rustle.

Gong and drum teams stand on the left and right sides of the high platform.

Not far away, there was a group of black people waiting aside, guarding a table with a huge wooden plate on which were placed three animal sacrifices.

Leader Li did not know the specific process of this ribbon-cutting ceremony, including Weng Kelin.

There was no way, Wang Zhen had such a bad character that he couldn't be easily manipulated like other Chinese businessmen, so he didn't bother to ask.

When he arrived at the scene and saw the altar, he suddenly felt a little dazed, and for a moment he felt like he was in China.

If it weren't for the eight dark men standing next to the altar.

After reacting, Leader Li immediately found Wang Zhen, "You, you, you..."

A little stuttered for a moment.

"Are you doing the River God Festival?"

"Wow, you recognize this." Wang Zhen was a little surprised, "Didn't it say that party members cannot engage in feudal superstition? How can you tell the difference between this and ordinary sacrifices?"

"You!" Leader Li's demeanor immediately calmed down, and he felt right...

"Aren't you afraid of causing a backlash from local religious forces?" Leader Li asked in a low voice.

"You guys..." Wang Zhen was speechless, "Isn't this both serious and serious!"

Leader Li's face was dark.

"You...religious issues involve fundamental issues. You must be cautious, cautious, and more cautious." Some hesitation flashed across Leader Li's face. He was really afraid of intensifying conflicts. He didn't want to see one day in the news that local black people were killed because of their religious beliefs. Chinese things.

"Chinese culture has a lot, and it doesn't necessarily have to be about religion. Confucianism, Chinese characters, festivals, overlooking, movies and TV, and songs are all very good. You know, isn't that the plan?"

"Serve, in capital letters, sometimes I don't understand clearly. Do you know what these people abroad think? Do you think they will care very much? Or do you mean to completely put yourself into it?" Wang Zhen's mouth tilted, and he didn't understand at all. I couldn't control it, "It's just my heart."

"Do you know how high the cost of trial and error is when it comes to international relations? You have to walk on thin ice." Leader Li glared at Wang Zhen.

"It's better to do less, make less mistakes, and not do well." Wang Zhen whispered in Leader Li's ear.

Seeing Leader Li's expression completely downcast, Wang Zhen chuckled and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll take care of things, don't worry."

He reached out and stroked Leader Li's back, "I know it well. Here in Najishot, the local tribes are tied to my interests. I can control them easily."

"Besides, have you forgotten that I am a Greek and it has nothing to do with you if anything happens? The Greek Embassy didn't even say anything."

"Damn it!" Wang Zhen said and slapped his thigh, "I forgot to contact the Greek embassy and ask them to come to the tailoring!"

Leader Li's expression was stiff and speechless, "I'll remind you next time."

Seeing Wang Zhen turn around to greet others, Leader Li sighed, that's what this kind of person is, easy to use, but you never know when he will cause trouble for you.

"Li Hall." Weng Kelin walked over. He didn't know about it until the construction started here, so he was caught off guard.

The two looked at each other, sighed, and neither said anything.

He has worked on many projects in Africa, and I don’t know how many times he has participated in celebrations. Each time it was just a dragon and lion dance. This was really the first time that something involving religion was involved.

Somewhat numb.

The religious atmosphere here in Africa is very strong...well, outside the country, the religious atmosphere is very strong.

Although it seems that the north of Africa is Islamic and the south is Christian, in fact, black Africans still believe in wizards, and Pogba even asked wizards to poison Mbappe. Pogba responded personally: He admitted to hiring the wizard and giving him millions of euros every year.

Mbappe asked Matias if there was a good way to break the curse.

In Africa, many people still believe that guns can kill people, not because the kinetic energy of the bullet hits the human body and damages the organs, causing excessive blood loss, etc., but because the gun kills the enemy through some mysterious power.

Since it is a mysterious power, it means that you only need to shoot roughly in the direction of the enemy.

The best way is to go to the wizard in the village before the war and buy an invulnerable spell, and then you can walk on the battlefield with swagger.

If you have money, buy another spell that is sure to hit, so you don't have to aim to kill the opponent.

From this, you should understand why their shooting postures are so enchanting.

It is precisely because leaders Weng Kelin and Li know about African faith issues that they are very worried.

Because many domestic folk sacrificial activities also belong to nature worship, which is essentially the same as the nature worship of African tribes, they are afraid of any conflicts.

However, no matter what the two of them thought, they could not interfere with Wang Zhen's next actions.

After meeting and chatting with a group of guests attending the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Keir pulled Wang Zhen curiously and asked, "What kind of ceremony is this?"

"River God Festival, worship the river god of this river, and pray for good weather and no natural disasters." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"Wow, do you Chinese people also have this kind of belief?" There was curiosity and surprise on Keir's face.

Wang Zhen smiled and nodded, "Of course, this is one of the mainstream beliefs."

"Huh?" Kil smiled and shook his head, "I thought China believed in Christianity and Buddhism."

"How could it be Christianity? I'm kidding." Wang Zhen raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't been confused about Kiel's beliefs, Wang Zhen would have been furious. "You still know about Buddhism?"

"Of course, I know there is a big temple in South Africa and I even visited it."

After chatting for a while, a black man came over and whispered: "Colonel, it's almost time."

Within Glory Defense, everyone uses military titles.

Wang Zhen called to Keir and walked towards the sacrificial altar together.

Obviously, Kiir doesn't care about conflicts of faith at all. Only domestic officials care about this stuff.

I don’t know how many surgeries I have to perform every day, but if I can cure Jiba, I have to post a separate post to celebrate.

What a filial piety!

The sacrificial time is always set. In order to hold this River God Sacrifice, Wang Zhen specially invited people from China to come and organize it.

The leader is an old man with half-white hair, who is giving instructions at the moment.

Boom, boom, boom!

Clang, Clang, Clang!

After three gongs and drums sounded, an old black man wearing a gray robe walked towards the altar along the central axis of the altar. Following the drum beat, he took one step at a time, then turned left and stood at a quarter of the altar, with his back to the altar. Standing on the stage, facing the crowd, he shouted loudly: "Senior sacrifice!"

Whether it was the pace or the voice of the old black man, it was obvious that he had practiced for a long time, and there was no mistake at all, making it clear and understandable.

Wang Zhen still remembered what happened when he invited the old man to visit him more than a month ago.

The old man was a wizard from the Dawut tribe. He was summoned by Wang Zhen. When he heard that he was hosting a Chinese-style sacrificial activity, the old man jumped up on the spot and sternly refused. He would never betray the tribe's beliefs!

He is so devout, his family has been a wizard in the tribe for generations, and it has been passed down to him. How many generations have passed, how can he possibly host the sacrifices of other countries!

Wang Zhen was not annoyed, and just waved silently. Someone brought a suitcase, opened it, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

They were all full of green dollars. The old man couldn't open his eyes when they were stabbed, and he couldn't hold his breath when they were smoked.

"Five million, US dollars!" Wang Zhen's quiet voice rang in the old man's ears, calling him back to his soul.

"I don't know how much your family property is, but I know that Najishot has five other large tribes and a dozen small tribes."

"Shatar, guess, if anyone else is willing to host this sacrifice?"

Shatar's lips trembled a few times, and she was speechless.

"I think you should hear what this sacrifice is like." Wang Zhen laughed when he saw this. "It's not Christianity. There are no idols and scriptures. The sacrifice is to the river god, the Kidepo River God."

"River God!" Shatar's eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly looked up at Wang Zhen.

The Nansu people believe in natural gods, and the river god is a very important part of their belief.

After all, there are floods every year during the rainy season. They mainly graze in the swamp area, and there are many similar sacrifices.

"Since he is the river god, it's no problem!" Shatar laughed, his big white teeth shining brightly. As he spoke, he bent down and grabbed all the money on the ground with his hands.

The belief in the river god covers the whole world and still exists thousands of miles away. I, Shatar, have definitely not abandoned the faith of my ancestors. This is an upgrade of my belief ritual!

Right, that is it!

I, Sha'tar, will become the greatest wizard! (End of chapter)