Just as New Eden was preparing for a new round of military expansion, the Omega Federation welcomed a special guest.
There were only two people in the empty conference room. Bale, who was supposed to be the owner, was sitting on the left side of the conference table, but there was another middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.
"What, Mr. Bale is you surprised to see me?"
Gray Dasaszo looked at the fierce man in front of him and said with a smile.
Faced with Gray Dasaszo's question, Bale could only force out an ugly smile.
"I thought Darsaszo would send someone here, but I never thought you would come in person, especially in such a special period like this."
When Harry Dasaszo, the first heir of the Dasaszo civilization, was attacked by a killing angel and died on his way back after attending the Omega auction, he didn't care much about it, and he even felt grateful in his heart.
This killing angel did not carry out an attack in his Omega Star Territory.
At that time, he just expressed regret when facing the inquiry of Darthaszo Civilization, because without enough evidence, the Darthaszo Civilization had to worry about the forces behind the Omega Federation, so he was not at all concerned about it.
Worry.
But when Mu Yunyan left the Omega Federation and announced that he would join New Eden in the neighboring star field as the leader of the Killing Angels, he felt that something was wrong.
The captain, chief instructor, and one of the top members of his own combined fleet was actually the Killing Angel, and he was also the leader. This made it impossible for the Omega Alliance to escape even if they jumped into the Yellow River.
And when this happens, the forces behind them are very dissatisfied.
"My best and most beloved child died because of you. How do you think I, a father, should take revenge on you?"
Gray Dasaszo looked at Bale. Although his face was smiling, his eyes did not hide the anger in his heart.
But Bale just shook his head and sighed.
"Sir Gray, you'd better tell me your conditions. Now the war will break out no matter when. Time is limited. After all, you don't want others to know your whereabouts, right?"
The emperor of the Dassaszo civilization came here in person, so he definitely didn't come for revenge.
But he had to be prepared for heavy bleeding.
Gray Dazaszo stared at Bale with a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, his upper body slightly bent forward.
"Oh? Are you so confident that I won't retaliate against you?"
Looking at Gray Dasaszo's expression, Bale was more certain of his judgment. He leaned on the chair, took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it, and said to Gray Dasaszo very firmly:
"War is just an extension of interests. If you can obtain enough benefits without losing any blood, why start a war?"
Looking at Bale, Gray Dasaszo gave a sinister smile.
"What you said is correct, but don't forget, that is my son, my favorite and most outstanding son!
What kind of benefits do you think would make me give up revenge?"
Bale looked at Gray Dasaszo and put out the cigar he had only taken a few puffs on.
"If you want to launch a war to take revenge, there is no need to come in person. You only need a notice or even no notice, so what you seek most is benefits.
Moreover, you are still young and have many outstanding children, so you have enough time to cultivate a satisfactory heir. There is no need to risk the fate of the entire Dassaszo civilization to go to war with the Omega Federation."
Bale said, pointing to the ceiling above.
"You also know that it is okay for you to teach the Omega Federation a lesson, but it is impossible to cause huge damage or even destruction to the Omega Federation. Those people will not really sit idly by. After all, we are theirs.
Money tree.”
Listening to Bale's words, Gray Dasaszo also put away his sinister expression and showed a gentle smile, a sarcasm that could not be expressed in words.
"As expected of a businessman, he has a thorough understanding of interests!"
"Businessmen pursue profits, and so does civilization. As a leader of a civilization, you must not only consider yourself, but more importantly, the entire civilization."
Bale said with a very humble attitude.
Although the people behind them will not sit back and watch the Omega Federation be destroyed, they will not mind replacing an agent and using them to quell the anger of the Dhasaszo civilization.
As he said, the entire universe is pursuing interests, and having an agent can solve this problem is undoubtedly the best interest for the people behind them, so he cannot help but be humble.
He doesn't want to be a victim.
Gray Dasaszo is also very afraid of the people in the Omega Federation.
Behind the formation of this Omega Federation are three behemoths, the freedom camp, the justice camp, and the Pan-civilization Business Alliance as a neutral and neutral camp.
After the camp war that year, the freedom camp and the justice camp in the southern theater faced each other. As a military relaxation zone between the two camps, the Omega Star Territory was initially occupied by the survivors of the war and gradually developed.
Relying on the convenience of this location, these people started a reselling business and made a lot of money, but then they were attracted by the Pan-Civilization Business Alliance and sent the Bale family as agents to get a share of the pie, and then they also
With their support, it is getting bigger and bigger.
But after seeing how profitable the reselling business was, people from the two camps also began to send agents.
In the beginning, the three parties fought fiercely and formed a three-legged confrontation in the Omega Star Territory. However, the long-term war made it difficult for them to do business.
Therefore, under the mediation of Bale, the Omega Alliance, a purely commercial organization, emerged. After seeing that this method was more profitable than fighting alone, the two camps also acquiesced.
In the subsequent decades of development, the Omega Federation gradually broke away from the control of the three parties and became an independent organization.
Of course, Bale and others also know that their existence is due to the support of these three parties, so most of the interests of the Omega Alliance are still handed over to the three parties in exchange for protection.
Therefore, the Omega Consortium is in such an embarrassing situation of being independent even if it is called independent, and not being controlled by the three parties even though it is not independent. It feels a bit like opening a store and paying protection fees to the three gangs on time.
Gray Dasaszo handed a list to Bale and said no more:
"If you agree to the above conditions, the matter will be settled. If you don't agree, then prepare to accept the wrath of a civilization."
Bale looked at the list and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Sir, the money and resources are no problem, but do you think our business consortium can produce the manufacturing technology for these three generations of dreadnoughts?"
Although the conditions proposed by Gray Dazaszo include a huge amount of compensation and resources, the Omega Consortium can still afford it, but the manufacturing technology of this dreadnought is too outrageous.
Don't say they don't have it, even if they do, they won't be able to agree.
The manufacturing technology of these three generations of dreadnoughts is top secret even to the people behind them, so how could it be handed over to them?
You must know that even the main fleets of the civilizations directly under the Angel Civilization are still using third-generation flagships, or even two-and-a-half-generation flagships. The technology of these three-generation dreadnoughts is not even affordable even if the entire Omega Federation is sold.
Bale looked at Gray Dasaszo and said with a bitter smile: "Let's do this. If the other conditions are increased by 50% on the original basis, the manufacturing technology of these three generations of dreadnoughts will not be used for laughs, otherwise we would rather accept war."
Looking at Bale, Gray Dasasso showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but then disappeared.
Originally he just wanted to give it a try, and he didn't have much hope for it, so he simply replied:
"make a deal!"
At this point, the grievances between both parties were settled.
Shortly after the talks ended, an Omega Federation fleet escorted hundreds of large transport ships towards the Beecher Meteor Domain.
The mighty fleet made other fleets along the way avoid it.
In Omega Star City, a pair of eyes narrowed slightly as they looked at the fleet leaving in a mighty manner, with a mocking look on their lips.
When he turned to leave, he clicked on the communication and sent an encrypted email.
