From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 356 Mexico also has its own tax tycoon.
If the "half of the turnover" mentioned earlier was just a future problem, then many people who hear this now wish they could cover their mouths!

Because some of these companies have been mining the country's mineral resources for hundreds of years, and they've been digging all the way to where they are now!

Neither the Mexican-American War nor the subsequent War of Independence could affect the power of these multinational corporations.

Because no matter the era, the Mexican government is always crippled, blind, deaf, and mute; even when executive orders are issued, they are practically worthless.

The government has no power, so naturally it has no way to influence the interests of these multinational corporations.

But now, looking at the middle-aged man named Carl, and at the clothes he was wearing that were not flashy but still had a strong Mayan style, all the company executives were speechless.

Before they arrived, they had studied the situation here, and reporters had covered the battle.

Thirty thousand drug dealers were killed on this land; they were used as sacrificial offerings, as gifts, and as the foundation for sacrifice.

In a religion that still retains bloody sacrifices, these corpses have many uses!

Therefore, no one wanted to provoke this person, nor did anyone want to provoke him; instead, they spoke directly.

"Mr. Karl, we cannot make a decision on this matter. Please allow us to return and discuss it with the company's senior management!"

Almost everyone shared this view, and each of them had made up their minds that if the company sent someone here again, they would rather give up their job than come here again!

That's terrifying! When negotiating with others, they only ask for money, but this guy is negotiating for both money and his life!

But Carl wasn't so easily fooled. Looking into the eyes of these executives, he knew what they were thinking. He shook his head and said, "No need. Right here, in front of everyone, call your superiors!"

"Make my terms clear to them. If any of them are unwilling, that's fine. We'll approach them one by one and settle accounts with them!"

Carl immediately launched into a threat. After studying the language habits of the blond man next door, he discovered that the other party didn't actually have any particularly powerful political means; he was just relying on the country behind him to exert maximum pressure!

If a nation can exert maximum pressure, why can't he? Behind him are the gods of the Americas!

So, these executives reluctantly made a video call, all pointing their cameras at Karl.

In fact, the real decision-makers of these companies were also waiting for news from here, so no matter which country they were in, they were able to connect to the information smoothly and see the man in front of them.

Before they could even wonder, they heard Karl's voice:
“I am Karl, the servant of the Eagle God, and the temporary ruler of northern Mexico. Your subordinates cannot handle this matter, so I have come to you!”

Karl calmly explained his background and stated his conditions without reservation or hesitation.

However, after saying this, he added, "Don't think we can't do it... If you don't believe me, look out the window, or look at your respective news platforms!"

He raised his hand. "Alex, let Atlas come out and show him to them!"

Alex nodded, gave a soft whistle, and the next second, an enormous snake appeared next to the conference room.

Meanwhile, the surrounding social media outlets also began frantically filming!
They spread the news about the Apache tribe to the world, as well as the current situation of the city, and gained huge traffic because the world was paying attention to the news here.

The second appearance and unfolding of this giant snake was, of course, announced by them.

The information was transmitted very quickly; within almost two minutes, the people on the screen showed rather unpleasant expressions.

“Yes, that snake in Miami is Atlas! It’s the pet of the Rain God, Lord Tralock, and the power we hold!” Carl’s voice rang out. “I hope you understand what I mean, instead of thinking of running away or denying it!” “I don’t listen to reasons. I just want you to either bring in the revenue every month or the compensation. Of course, if you don’t, I’ll let Atlas collect it!”

"I think even your gods would give our deity some face, wouldn't they?"

This statement is a blatant threat, and it's very direct!
He had even considered the mythological aspect: even if each country truly had its own gods, who would be willing to wage war against this group of people? To fight against this group of barbaric blood-sacrificing madmen?
What's more, they're in the right!

The ubiquitous remains of the indigenous people on this land are their justification; even if they were to wage a divine war against the opposing gods, they would still be in the right!

And what gods and extraordinary beings are behind these multinational corporations?

They've done so many despicable things that they don't even dare to have much contact with these righteous sects, for fear that the other side might dislike them and wipe them out under the guise of "for justice."

Therefore, despite their immense power and extraordinary wealth, they are powerless against extraordinary threats.

Finally, the mining company completely backed down. "Chief Karl, we agree to the first point: from now on, we will deliver half of our monthly mining revenue in full!"

They had no choice but to back down, because they had been cultivating this area for too long, and a large portion of their profits came from it. Most importantly, even half the profit from minerals far exceeded the cost!

They've invested in this area for too long. If they really withdraw, not to mention compensation, even just abandoning these heavy assets and industrial equipment will cause them huge losses!
Once one side yielded, the rest were naturally easier to persuade. They all expressed their submission, for how could they possibly abandon the market of this country after making so much money here?

As for those who would actually lose money, they gritted their teeth and declared their obedience.

There was no other way; they were convinced that the monster that had caused the Miami tsunami could trigger another tsunami in their city.

This time, however, there may not be a single cardinal in their city to protect everyone.

Under such immense pressure, even if they lose money, they have to swallow this cake studded with shards of glass.

"It seems everyone agrees? Excellent!" Karl smiled. "Then our cooperation will continue, and I would like to extend an invitation to everyone to attend the sacrificial ceremony a week from now!"

"During this ritual, we will officially declare war on drug traffickers across the entire continent. Every drug trafficker and every drug dealer will be our enemy!"

"And this ritual will also herald the resurgence of the civilizations belonging to the Mayan Empire, the Aztec Empire, and the Inca Empire. The believers of the gods will return to the land of the gods!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present, as well as those on the other end of the phone, exchanged bewildered glances.

Was it really a sacrificial ceremony, or some kind of intimidation event? Why don't they believe it!

However, everyone still accepted Karl's invitation. Since they had already paid the protection fee, they were now on their side.

No matter what, this is still an extraordinary force! This extraordinary force has not yet been truly established, and everything is in a state of disrepair. Wouldn't it be wonderful if they could join it?
Most people know that the future world will be an extraordinary world, and the future era will be an extraordinary era!
If they can be the first to obtain a ticket to the extraordinary era from this extraordinary force, these multinational corporations, which are not much weaker than small countries, may very well be able to forge a new path!

Thinking of this, many people instantly became excited and even enthusiastically discussed participating in the sacrificial ceremony.

They failed to notice the cold indifference in Karl's eyes.

The descendants of tribes are often the most ardent racists, otherwise they would not have held onto this homeland that was on the verge of decay.

Therefore, these people are plotting something extraordinary; they are after all the assets this group owns on this land!
"We're keeping you here to maintain stability, for the future of this country. As for what happens after stability is achieved... humph!"

P.S.: Third update. There's one more chapter to go. I'll try my best to write it (I usually wake up around 4 PM, and after getting up, eating, and doing all sorts of things, I can only write at night. It's not that I'm deliberately dragging it out; my sleep schedule is hopeless...).
(End of this chapter)