Chapter 1304 The first cooperation between the two profiteers?
Phyllis is one of the weirdest rulers I have ever seen. She looks like a queen, but she is actually a peddler. She is sometimes calm and wise, but she is actually a peddler. She shoulders the heavy responsibility of a nation, but she is actually a peddler. She
...Actually, he is a hawker. If there was a "ranking list of weird emperors" in the macro world, then Phyllis would definitely be in the top three, and she would defend the title for the rest of her life...
The biggest difficulty I have in communicating with Phyllis is that whenever I want to talk about business, Phyllis will digress into speculation. Of course, the reverse is also true: whenever Phyllis wants to talk about business, I
Maybe I am off topic...
"Oh, so you are interested in this stone!" Sandora explained a little, and then Phyllis understood the reason why she was brought. She immediately looked at the piece that had been cut into pieces with bright eyes.
A few pieces of meteorite, "Is it possible that this is really a treasure? I thought all I dug were broken... Well, I mean, we don't know how valuable these stones are."
I glanced at Phyllis silently: "Don't talk about this in front of me. Who doesn't know that you know very well that what you are digging are broken rocks that are everywhere in the universe. Let me tell you, this piece
The meteorite is of little value, but the thing inside it is the culprit that caused you to be hunted down by the fallen apostles in four quadrants: the black lump you are holding in your hand."
Phyllis was curiously studying the piece of black hard material (?) we cut out of the meteorite sample. When she heard this, she jumped up on the spot as if she had been burned by fire, and threw the black lump far away. Tavel
(Quality Projection) After seeing it, she quickly went to rescue the important relics from her hometown: She stood there without moving, but a translucent shadow exactly like herself floated out from her body. This shadow rushed to remove the black lump before it hit the ground.
After catching it, when he walked back to Tavel, the translucent shadow almost looked like a real person: there was just a circle of interference ripples unique to mass projection around him. Tavel looked at the newly split phantom around him.
, shrugged: "It seems that one more mass projection has been added. Let's report to the Second Armor Research Laboratory."
The mass projection that had just split off a minute ago handed the black lump in his hand to Sivis, and then disappeared in a beam of teleportation light.
Me: "...So your mass projection is split like this?"
"Ah, yes. Your Majesty, this is a special ability," Tavel's mass projection (actually I don't know what number this is, I feel like I haven't seen her body for a long time) pointed
Himself, "What others don't have. I have transformed myself and tried to make full use of all threads. My goal is to create a quality projection for each thread..."
I thought about it and thought that by then Tavel would be able to cover two football fields with himself: Why are there such characters around me who are single-handedly taking advantage of the army? Aren’t the cute army of mini-dolls enough?
"Such a dangerous thing... What did you want to do by calling me here?" Phyllis first stared at Tavel in stunned silence, then suddenly realized that she seemed to have fallen into a pit, and she looked at it with a look of doomsday.
Looking at the black lump that almost killed him and hundreds of his subordinates, he retreated calmly, "I'm telling you, I never want to have anything to do with those lunatics again..."
"Take us one more time. To the place where you found this meteorite." Sandora ignored Felice's miserable expression as a matter of course, "If possible, bring back the entire meteorite belt there.
Of course, we will send out the empire’s engineering ships, so you don’t have to worry about manpower.”
"But I'm worried about safety issues!" Phyllis was furious at that time. She jumped about half as high as Pandora. "I watched the video of the battle on your border a while ago. It was the end of the world when you fought.
Is the level good? A large number of mortal races will die when you are watching! The creed of your life is to risk your life. You play with your own life and also play with the lives of others! I feel that if I join you, I will die too quickly...
"
I thought about it and thought this guy’s summary was very reasonable. What should I do?
"Um, I understand your concerns." I looked at Phyllis, knowing that this was a difficult task, especially when the strange queen in front of me had a psychological shadow. Not to mention the fallen apostle.
Is the persistent pursuit of a piece of hometown material just for nostalgia or for greater value? Anyway, since they can hunt down once, they can hunt down a second time. Phyllis is also worried about being ganked when she takes us to dig rocks.
It makes sense: Those fallen apostles are also Xiling apostles, and their persistence is definitely no less than ours. "Let's do this. I will send the royal elite to escort you. If you find anything, Sandora or I will personally lead the legion there."
How about we respond? When the Fallen Apostles do come, all you have to do is hide them: during the border defense battle, weren't you hiding in the Imperial Admiral the whole time and nothing would happen to you?"
"Don't mention this," Phyllis curled her lips, "Now that I think about it, I feel scared. When you gods fight, do you have to drag mortals along to act as cheerleaders... By the way, how about I give you the coordinates?
Can you go dig it yourself?"
"This matter is important, and we don't want any unrest to arise," Sivis looked seriously at Queen Fialli, who had already started bargaining. "We have to ensure that every piece of information is absolutely accurate. Mere coordinates are not enough."
In fact, I want to say that having the coordinates is probably enough. With the accuracy of the Empire's scanning ship, it is not difficult to find a stone in the vast universe. But seeing the expression on Sivis's face, I knew that this was not the case.
A question that can be analyzed rationally: When it comes to news about the origin and hometown of apostles, all Xiling apostles must be more paranoid in addition to rationality. This is the case with Sivis now. Even if it has no impact in theory, she
You have to have people from Fialli go with you to feel at ease.
Seeing the determined expression on Sivis's face, Queen Wei knew she had no choice, so she could only sigh and nod: "Okay, okay, I'll take you there - but the agreed escort team must be of high quality and quantity."
, In addition, if I really encounter those madmen, do you mind if I run away first? Although the Fiyali people are not afraid of war, we are really not ready to accompany the gods to fight..."
Of course that's no problem. We nodded happily.
"One last thing," Phyllis thought for a moment, "about the price - don't look at me like this, I'm a businessman."
I knew that Phyllis would change the topic in this direction sooner or later, whether as a queen or a businessman. She should always maximize the benefits that the Fieri people can get, but she has already obtained low-level arms from the empire.
Now that she has the right to sell low-level arms, I really don’t know what else she is dissatisfied with. Both of us are very clear about the significance of the right to sell low-level arms. It not only means amazing commercial value, but also means that the Fiyali people can use some "little cleverness". Although
The tracking chips on those weapons have restrictions on the use occasions. The Fiari people cannot buy them for their own use in their own world (the worlds that allow the use of imperial fire are all reviewed, and the Fiari people's world is not included), but
I'm sure that Phyllis will try her best to let her scientists try to imitate those things. And even if they can master a little technology from it, their various technologies can rise to a straight level. This "extra benefit" is very important to the empire.
It's not painful to say it, and the impact on the macro world is acceptable. So I don't bother to care. The empire's non-interference in other civilizations refers to no "catastrophic interference". We can't control impacts like this that can't trigger the end of the world.
Come on. Think about it, how many censors are there in the macro world? In theory, these censors do not interfere with the normal operation of their own world, but they are mortals after all. After all, the Imperial Code does not care about trivial matters, saying that the actions of these censors have an impact on their world.
There is no impact on the operation of the system - is it possible? We can only try to ensure that this impact is benign.
Remember the topic about the Imperial Code. When the gap between civilizations reaches a certain level, it will be extremely difficult for the lower party to influence the higher party. In layman's terms: as long as the Fiyali universe is not blown up,
What the hell...
Oh, this topic has gone too far again.
I thought about it, and suddenly something came into my mind: "Okay, aren't you planning to create some kind of Void Consortium?"
Phyllis nodded quickly: "Yeah, I think the Fiari Void Consortium is the biggest challenge in my life, building a business empire that spans the multiverse..."
"Okay. The empire will support your consortium: you can give priority to using the world-traveling gate, and you can set up consortium stations in various worlds and only need to apply with the local outposts. In addition, we can set up a cross-void communication network for you:
You know the technical difficulty of this kind of network, given your own strength. Even if it can be built, its stability and bandwidth are still problems, but I can use the empire's technology to help you build one. What do you think of these benefits? It's better than a hammer blow.
Isn’t it a much better deal?”
Phyllis was stunned for a while, and jumped half as high as Pandora again: this time she was happy. Then she began to confirm with me again and again in an unbelievable tone, because she didn't think she could get such a privilege just by leading the way.
In short, she felt that we were planning to pack her up and sell her along with her adjutant... I really don’t know why she would be so persistent in selling her adjutant, even after she was sold.
When she was in danger of falling, she immediately thought of tying up her adjutant...
Facing Felice's confusion, I spoke righteously: "You don't understand the significance of this thing to the empire. It's a piece of cake for you to lead the way, but for us, the origin of this meteorite core is of great significance. Apostle Xiling abides by
Exchange of equal value."
After I finished speaking righteously, Sandora began to roll her eyes and muttered to me in the spiritual connection: "Aren't the things you just mentioned the same as the consortium support plan we discussed last time? And we also plan to do it at the same time.
Support several financial groups."
Well, that’s right, the exciting benefits I told Phyllis were actually decided before. As far as this transaction is concerned, Phyllis didn’t get any extra benefits at all, but I
I think you have to do this when facing profiteers. I don’t know why, but when I was trying to trick this strange lady in front of me, I didn’t feel any pressure at all. I even felt like I was upholding justice and eliminating harm for the people.
"Then when do we leave?"
Feeling that she had already made a lot of money, Queen Fiyali was now so motivated that she actually asked when to set off. It was not that she had forgotten the dangerous moment when the fallen apostles chased them four quadrants for a stone, but that she had a precise business vision.
After weighing my own life against the profit from this expedition, I felt that the things I could earn were worth more than my life. I probably will never learn this way of thinking.
"You go prepare now and leave after lunch," Sandora replied. "I will let our most advanced and fastest void shuttle ship and the Royal Escort Guard go with you. If that world is near Far Frontier,
Then you can arrive at the station before or after dinner at the earliest. I hope to get your good news before breakfast tomorrow, and then send someone to pick you up."
This action plan proposed by Sandora to Felice is very interesting. All its moments are based on meal orders...
Phyllis also felt that there was something worthy of complaining about this timetable, but she soon exclaimed about another thing: "Leaving at noon? Are you in such a hurry? I still have business to discuss today."
"Business?" This time it was my turn to be surprised, "Let me go, your talent for survival in a strange environment has been fully charged, right? Your consortium has received business in just a few days?"
Phyllis smiled quite complacently, while reaching out to take out something from her bag: "Actually, it's not a big deal. But it's not bad as a starter. It's from the media audio and video field, and a strange guy approached me.
We said that he could provide supply and wanted to use the consortium's channels to sell a low-cost, high-consumption audio-visual product in Hongshijie. He himself said that it was not convenient for him to do so..."
I had an ominous premonition before she finished speaking. After she took out the contents of her bag, this ominous premonition came to fruition: Phyllis held several pirated disks with simple packaging in her hand: windowsxq
.StarCraft 6, 4dmax2077, Red Alert 8, and even an installation disk for Homeworld 9, with the words "Produced by Pao Pao, absolutely exquisite..."
The first thing I can think of is: the child's mother finally couldn't stand the slow game development progress and never-ending delays of people on earth, so she started to make her own games. The second thing is, hello Cicaro
He was so courageous that he even dared to pirate copies of things written by Pao Pao and sell them on discs. The third thing was... the world was about to end.
"You have a strange expression," Phyllis looked at me in surprise, while carefully putting away the pile of pirated disks that looked just like ordinary CDs, but may have insane capacity and content. "What's the problem? Is it entertainment?"
Are the products contraband in the empire?"
"No," I said through gritted teeth, "the goods on sale are the contraband..."
Phyllis: "?"
"Anyway, you don't have to worry about it anymore." I patted Phyllis on the shoulder and said to myself that what I was most worried about at the beginning finally happened: a historic encounter between a pirate dealer who is the number one in the void and a profiteer who is the number one in the void, and
They seem to hit it off. If these two people really cooperate sincerely, the market economy of the macro world will really be on the road of no return. "I suggest you not to buy anything that guy gives you, believe me, his bag
There is no genuine product in it. When you first moved around on earth, even your ID card was made by hand. If you do business with him, you will be tricked to death by tons of fakes that look like the real ones."
Phyllis said in confusion. Seeing the confused expression on her face, I knew that this strange queen would never know the pain unless she was tricked by Sicaro once. I have the intention to send someone to take Sicaro out now.
After being arrested and detained for a few days in a small dark room, but when I thought that the person who was framed by the fakes this time was Phyllis, the most rapist in history, I felt like it was nothing. After thinking about it, I think the reason is this
: It’s better for pirates and profiteers to cheat each other than for them to go out and harm others. Lin’s scales are not necessarily the only things that can be produced and sold in this world. In theory, the lower limit and moral integrity are fine...
I slightly revealed the identity of the pirate dealer, and Phyllis immediately showed a horrified look. She probably didn't expect that such a strange model would appear in the seemingly hard-hearted Imperial soldiers, and then she didn't have to worry about the business discussion today.
Er: We are all our own people anyway, and I told her that no matter what, the seller would not be able to come out today. I decided to let Phyllis set out to lead our patrol team to find stones, and then send someone to
Cicaro took control and had a good chat with the old boy about his career.
Because the departure time was urgent, and there were only two hours of preparation time left, Phyllis said goodbye and went back to find her navigator and accompanying scientists to prepare, while Sandora decided to stay at the headquarters, and
Tavel and the others continued to study the black lump from their hometown. Although it was just an ordinary piece of metal-rich ore, no matter how much they studied it, they could not reveal any earth-shattering secrets, but it was of great significance to the Xiling Apostles.
In Shandora's words, even if she can't study anything, it's good to just look at it and be stunned for a while: at least for the first time in her life, she was so close to the aura from her hometown, and this feeling made her very novel.
Still the same sentence: Who said that the Xiling apostles are not emotional? They are just boring...
On the other hand, Xiaoxue, this girl came out with us and was thoroughly beaten. I originally expected her prophetic power to have some effect, but that black lump obviously exceeded the limit of the prophet's power. I hope
The origin of the Spirit Apostles has spanned a time span that cannot be described in numbers. Even if Xiaoxue suffered from internal injuries, she would never be able to see where her "home world" was.
In this way, leaving Shandora in an excited state, my daughter and I returned home, and then we saw a giant fox chasing its tail in circles in the yard: the fox was as big as Charlie, and in
Next to her, there are a lot of clay tablets... (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!