Chapter 390: Chapter 390 I Want Another Batch of Cosmic Battleships
Ronald Planet was a rather famous planet in the Belen Star Region, its diater was dozens of tis that of Earth. From the vastness of space, it appeared as a massive tal sphere, its civilization having developed over billions of years, reaching a third-tier advanced level.
Their forte was chanical technology. The exquisite chanical craftsmanship of theirs received high praise throughout the universe’s civilizations.
Large chanical factories could be seen everywhere on Ronald Planet. For a civilization to develop, it needed a lot of funds since advanced technologies were never given freely by other civilizations. Therefore, exporting various chanical products beca their largest industry.
The largest chanical factory on Ronald Planet was nad after the planet itself. The factory at least sold flying machines, land machines, and nautical machines of a first-stage primitive civilization, and at the highest level, it accepted orders for advanced Cosmic Battleships. As long as you paid, they would make anything!
The staff of the Ronald Factory continued to operate as usual. Even though their business was quite extensive, they didn’t often receive large orders, most of which ca from first-tier and second-tier civilizations.
The Cosmic Federation was mostly in a state of overall peace with occasional localized conflicts. The majority of civilizations purchased these war machines just to resist external invasions, so the volu of orders for these war machines wasn’t huge. Only certain tools and chanical products had larger order quantities.
Hughes Peter was just an ordinary salesman at the Ronald Factory, specifically responsible for receiving all sorts of orders and instructing the factory to produce and deliver. He was just unlucky, as his departnt was in charge of war machines.
For three months, the largest order he had received was just for one Cosmic Battleship of a second-stage primitive civilization, with a price of less than ten million cosmic coins, and their commission was pitiful, essentially earning only the basic salary for three consecutive months.
“Worker ID 10086, you have received a new order from the Space-Ti Store, please process it as soon as possible.”
“An order from the Space-Ti Store?” Hughes Peter was unusually alert. It had been a long ti since he had heard such a delightful voice. His family solely relied on his ager inco. Without commissions from orders, he was almost considering a career change.
However, he wasn’t a cultivator and didn’t have much money to modify his body chanically, so he could only do such mundane work on his planet.
“Wait, Space-Ti Store?!” Hughes Peter confird that he had not misheard.
The orders he usually received were the most basic ones, but an order from the Space-Ti Store was quite different.
The Space-Ti Store had appeared in the cosmic civilization only a few thousand years ago, its earliest inventor reportedly being a human from a first-tier civilization that had not yet joined the Cosmic Alliance. After generations of optimization, it finally ca into formal use.
Yet, not everyone could use such a Space-Ti Store. The equipnt was extrely complex and generally only affordable by the universe’s nobility, because the Space Stone used at the core of the Space-Ti Store needed to be a certain size to withstand such long-distance transactions.
And such large Space Stones were extrely rare, with prices not even lower than a small star system. Thus, those who could use this Space-Ti Store were either rich or noble.
“Hello, esteed custor, this is Ronald Factory of the Ronald Civilization, Worker ID 10086 at your service.” Hughes Peter quickly adopted a highly respectful attitude, not to ntion the commission he could earn from this business, he absolutely couldn’t afford to offend soone using the Space-Ti Store, nor could his civilization.
He glanced at the other’s information but saw nothing displayed. Transactions in the Cosmic Federation required real-na authentication, unless the person’s region wasn’t part of the Cosmic Federation.
But how was that possible? Civilizations not part of the Cosmic Federation were generally low-level. How could such a person afford the Space-Ti Store?
“Could it have been found by chance?” Hughes Peter speculated, as this phenonon had appeared in other civilizations. But even if one did find it by chance, they wouldn’t have a penny to buy anything.
Thinking of this, Hughes Peter beca quite disappointed. Such primitive civilization people possessing cosmic coins was rare, to begin with, hoping to earn a commission from this was almost a pipe dream.
“Whoa, what is this creature?” Fang Jueyu saw the creature on the screen. Although it had so human features, many parts were replaced with chanical components, and it was covered with various pipes, looking like a scientific freak.
“Host, this is a human from the Ronald Civilization,” Xiaoyi had information on all civilizations affiliated with the Cosmic Alliance here. “They developed a chanical civilization, and their cultivation practice wasn’t prevalent, but to pursue stronger physiques and longevity, they replaced their organs with machines.”
“Yikes, having to modify myself like that, I’d rather die early,” Fang Jueyu remarked internally with a hint of disdain.
“Host, don’t you still need a batch of high-end equipnt to deal with potential wormhole appearances in a few years? In such a scenario, warships of a third-stage advanced civilization would suffice, but these things aren’t typically in stock and need to be custom-ordered. You can pre-order now, and then pick up directly!”
“Makes sense!” Fang Jueyu’s Space-Ti Store could be activated for only an hour each ti. If the items weren’t in stock, there was no ti for transmission, and if low-level mistakes happened then, it’d be disastrous.
“Hello, I need a batch of UC001 model Mobile Soldiers,” Fang Jueyu spoke in universal cosmic language.
Hughes Peter was even more astonished. How could this human’s civilization not join the Cosmic Federation yet speak the universal cosmic language? Could it be a space explorer?
Thinking of this, he discarded his initial dismissive attitude, realizing this person might rely be exploring near a barren civilization.
But the request was strange; the price per unit for the UC001 model Mobile Soldier was only 100,000 cosmic coins, significantly higher than other incos, but due to the high product price, the commission was low. If the total was 100,000 cosmic coins, getting even 1 cosmic coin in commission would be considerable.
“I need a hundred units of this model, all with the highest specifications.”
“Alright, sir, 100 units of top-equipped UC001 model Mobile Soldiers, our factory has a large stock available and can ship directly through the Space-Ti Store. Total price: 10 million cosmic coins, with a discount to 9.8 million cosmic coins. How would you like to pay?”
At 9.8 million cosmic coins, Hughes Peter could earn a commission of 98 cosmic coins, which was excellent given his months of zero commission earnings.
“I wasn’t done speaking, I also need one EXA-07 model Mobile Soldier, with the highest specification.”
This model of Mobile Soldier is the main battle force of a second-tier primitive civilization, possessing greater mobility than those mass-produced types and having free flying capability within the atmosphere. Surely, such a unit would need a commanding unit, and he already had soone in mind for the pilot!
The price of an EXA-07 model Mobile Soldier was tens of tis higher, reaching 5 million cosmic coins. But, frankly speaking, it was still a small order, and Hughes Peter couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed.
“Sir, do you need anything else?”
“Yes, can you make advanced Cosmic Battleships?”
“Si… Sir… You want Cosmic Battleships?” Hughes Peter’s voice trembled slightly, since the cheapest Cosmic Battleships cost over a billion cosmic coins!
“Alright, give a batch of those as well!”
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