EVE: Starting with a Space Station

New Eden Heavy Industry.

This is New Eden's weapon shop in Omega Star City, which is mainly used to sell warships, weapons and ammunition. It is also the office of the Mord Corps for some secret missions.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see that the walls of the store are full of holographic projections and introductions of various weapons, equipment and ammunition, from shield equipment to weapons, especially ammunition, which has all kinds of missiles, mixed bullets, projectiles and energy crystals, but the ammunition is not as large as the flagship.

However, there are only two destroyers in the battleship.

"Ola, how is the situation of this store? It won't lose money, right?"

Shi Man looked at the huge store without a single customer, and he couldn't help wondering.

It shouldn't be!

Although the things sold are some T1 derivative equipment and ammunition, and the battleships are also locked, compared with other stores, they are much higher in price and practicality.

It shouldn't be so deserted.

"Commander, this store can bring billions of star coins to the civilization every month, especially the sales of equipment and ammunition are the hottest."

Ola walked beside Shi Man and pointed to the ammunition area on the right.

"Then this." Shi Man glanced at the empty store. It didn't look like there was any business!

Ola looked at Shi Man who was looking around, and immediately understood what he meant. He smiled and said, "Commander, this business is mostly done on the trading network. Few people come to the store to trade in person. This place is more often used as the office of the Mod Corps."

Because both warships and weapons and equipment are huge, this small store is definitely not enough to hold them, so the goods are parked in the warehouse in the cargo area of ​​the space station. Even if someone wants to see the goods, they just contact them on the trading network and then go there to see the goods together. They rarely come to the store in person.

Ammunition is even more dangerous. Not to mention antimatter and other ammunition that can cause great harm to the space station, just say that if an ordinary light missile explodes accidentally, it is unknown how many people will die in this place where only the rich and the noble shop, so no matter which space station it is, it is strictly prohibited to bring it in.

"Is that so." Shi Man nodded, looking at Mod, who was wearing a woolen coat and holding a thick cigar in his mouth, and turned his head and gently put his elbow on his waist, "Compared, it seems that your Mod Group is better at business!"

Mod exhaled a smoke ring and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Of course, I am not as good as Aura in conspiracies and tricks, but when it comes to being a mercenary and doing hired tasks, I am a professional. In this regard, even Gustas and Serpentis combined can't beat me!"

This is not Mod's bragging. After all, the Mod Group is not a pirate in the game, but a mercenary organization that accepts the task of the United Mining to patrol the Cloud Ring Star Region and protect the assets of the United Mining.

"Look at what you can do."

Shi Man rolled his eyes, skillfully took out a pack of cigarettes from Mod's coat, and lit it happily, ignoring his resentful look.

"Commander, don't take them all, leave some for me."

Mod didn't bring many cigarettes this time, only one and a half packs, and Shi Man took one pack away, which made him feel a little resentful.

"Ola, when does the auction start?"

Shi Man ignored Mod's words, turned to look at Ola, and put the cigarette box in his pocket.

"It starts at nine o'clock tonight, you can rest first, I have prepared a room for you."

Shi Man looked at his personal terminal, it was only past three o'clock, it was still early, so he nodded.

"Lead the way. I'm a little tired after driving the spaceship all the way here."

Driving this warship can be connected to the neuron. Long-term driving will make people nervous. Only after professional training can you ignore this fatigue and drive for a long time. But a guy like Shi Man who has not been trained will inevitably get tired after driving suddenly.

"By the way, Ola, please contact the person in charge of the auction and add our auction items. It will be fun if we can't participate in the auction." When he came to the room, Shi Man stretched and reminded Ola.

"Yes."

Ola smiled and nodded in response.

Watching Shi Man enter the room, Mod glanced at Ola: "Ola, do you need me to go?"

After all, Ola's use of this robot appearance to discuss business will inevitably make others feel despised.

That's why Mod asked this question.

"No, you just need to protect the commander well, I will go alone." Ola shook his head, and then said seriously, "From now on, you must stay by the commander's side. The commander's safety is more important than anything else, and there is no room for error. You should understand!"

Mod heard this, looked at Ola slowly spitting out a circle of eyes, and suddenly showed a ferocious smile: "Don't worry, no one can hurt the commander when I am here!"

After saying that, he threw the cigar to the ground fiercely and stomped it out with his foot.

Omega Auction House.

Just a few hours before the auction, in the conference room.

‘Bang’

“Barry, do you really think that angel civilization will not start a war?” Matt, the CEO of Lambert Heavy Industries, entered the conference room and stared at Barry who was sitting in the chairman’s seat.

God knows that he went on a business trip to other star regions for half a month, and Omega had such a big thing, and even such an absurd thing was personally promoted by Barry, the chairman.

Auctioning angels, really dare to do it!

“Angel fleet, of course I’m afraid.” Barry leaned on the chair with his legs crossed and smoked, looking at the angry Matt with a smile, “This news has been spread, it’s too late for you to say anything now, right?”

Matt looked at Barry with an indifferent face, suppressed the anger in his heart and forced himself to calm down: “Cancel the auction, and send the angels back to calm the angels’ anger.”

Before Barry spoke, Tattle Mashi on the side directly refused.

"Although there is not enough time to prepare for this auction, all the civilizations and forces with some strength around have already sent representatives. If it is cancelled like this, where will our Omega's face be?"

Looking at this guy who has always been at odds with him, Matt's anger was evident on his face. He pointed at him and cursed: "I thought you were just narrow-minded, but I didn't expect you to have such a vision. I really don't know why Xingchen Heavy Industry chose a fool like you.

This is almost a dead end. What face do you still care about, idiot!"

"You!"

Tattle Mashi slammed the table and stood up, glaring.

"What do you mean you? You are a fool, so don't be a CEO. Hurry up and let a wise man come up. Otherwise, Xingchen Heavy Industry will be defeated in your hands sooner or later." Matt looked at Tattle Mashi who stood up and was not afraid. He also slammed the table in return.

Everyone looked at Matt, who was like a barrel of explosives, and did not stop him. Instead, they squinted their eyes to watch the show. They only lacked popcorn and Coke.

Matt thought of something and turned to look at Mu Yunyan, who was putting her feet on the table and concentrating on playing games.

"Mu Yunyan, you have angel blood yourself, don't you know the consequences of doing this?"

Mu Yunyan didn't take it seriously, swinging her feet on the table: "Although I am an angel half-blood, I am not an angel. Have you ever seen an angel without wings?"

"Then you have also lived in the angel civilization, and even graduated from the Angel Higher Military School. Don't you know the consequences of their doing this?" Matt didn't expect that the girl who was considered half-angel in front of him would also be so indifferent, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"What consequences can there be?" Mu Yunyan glanced at Barle, and when Barle nodded, he continued, "It's just a few killing angels. Let alone auctioning them, even if you publicly execute the angel civilization, they will not pay attention to you. What's the hurry?"

Matt was stunned

"Killing angels?!"

Also, forget about those who have excellent and good reputations, I can accept white reputation, but this bunch of red reputations is a bit too much (οο)