Super Spender-Chapter 676 - 670: Who Eliminates Who (Part 1)

Chapter 676: Chapter 670: Who Eliminates Who (Part 1)

However, after his speechlessness, Caleb Shaw knew that Finn Lewis must have other requests. He couldn’t just make payments with no demands in return, especially such a hefty sum of eighty billion star credits.

“Your Highness, do you have anything to instruct?” Caleb Shaw asked straightforwardly. Given the terms already laid out, he felt if he wasn’t more proactive, he would fall short. Hence, he didn’t hesitate to raise the question.

“Yes, I want the merchandise on time, preferably within two days. I need the delivery at a particular location and the warship should be equipped with robots that can enter the battlefield immediately after I take over, or any suitable personnel. You decide. Can you handle it? If it’s difficult for you, I can cough up some more money.” Finn Lewis returned the question straightforwardly.

To Finn Lewis, money wasn’t the issue. The real issue was, if the tiger doesn’t show his might, will you take him for a sick cat? Finn Lewis felt he had to assert his dominance. These two mercenary groups were just perfect for the purpose. As for the rest, he couldn’t care less. The money he had poured into it was just one cubic meter of Roberts Coin, and he had a whole vault of it. He had several cubic meters just at hand.

In fact, Finn Lewis felt the values of Roberts Coin in the Galactic Federation was a bit high. But this was of no concern to him. What mattered was that he could acquire it. This was the real deal.

“No need, we can deliver the order in two days. We can also meet your demands completely. These are not insurmountable tasks.” After contemplating, Caleb Shaw agreed. Finn Lewis must need a bountiful supply to maintain such a large fleet. Since Finn Lewis had asked earlier, it signified that he probably couldn’t provide all the supplies himself.

This indicated a continuous coffee revenue stream in the future, which was the most exciting prospect for Caleb Shaw. Once this issue was resolved, the rest was no big deal.

“Okay, keep in touch at all times, and get the fleet prepared. I am likely to be in the vicinity of this star sector. You should be ready to warp to this area at any time and be prepared for the battle.” After some thought, Finn Lewis straightforwardly informed them of his approximate coordinates. With the capability of the warship, a single warp is enough. As for the condition of both parties after the warp…

If Finn Lewis couldn’t win with this many warships at his disposal, what’s the point of buying them if he had to run?

After receiving Finn Lewis’s coordinates, Caleb Shaw raised his head and said succinctly, “No problem.”

“Hmm, that’s it for now. I have already wired the payment into your previous account. We can discuss the details later.” Finn Lewis nodded succinctly.

“Understood.” Caleb Shaw agreed and immediately cut communication. He needed to contact the forces behind him urgently. Two days was a very short time. Even though they had stock, preparing such a large fleet required considerable effort. Moreover, they had to warp to a designated point beforehand.

After finalizing the negotiation with Caleb Shaw, Finn Lewis immediately said to Luna Starfield, “Luna Starfield, organize the warp trajectory and give a reasonable coordinate. If they want to ambush me, then they should be prepared for an ambush.”

“Your Highness, without any surprises, those who manage to have first-class and second-class warships should be from the royal family. Normal nobles wouldn’t be capable of this. If it’s the royal family, then it must be one of the nine families of the royal surname.” Luna Starfield quickly responded. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

“Could you tell?” Finn Lewis wasn’t concerned about the nav guidance under Luna Starfield’s control, but he was curious about the family behind Caleb Shaw. As Luna Starfield had mentioned, since they sell warships and are so secretive, their status must be unique. Otherwise, they would consider the ramifications of selling these warships.

“It’s not difficult to calculate. Without resorting to intelligence search, there’s an eighty percent probability it’s the Wren Clan from the nine great royal clans.” Luna Starfield swiftly responded.

“Uh, if I remember correctly, seemingly the nine great royal surnames do not incline the name ‘Wren.’ Though I only heard it once, I’m pretty sure there are no double surnames like ‘Wren’ in the ancient royal clans. Speaking of which, I’m not even sure if the double surnames on earth have any connection with those in the Galactic Federation.”

Are these things influenced by people behind the scenes? Maybe. But it’s futile to think of it now because Finn Lewis deemed it unlikely. What’s the use of influencing those people on Earth? Hasn’t the instigator, who harassed Finn Lewis and then descended on Earth, simply existed there just to reap?

If it’s all for reaping, what does it matter what culture those people embrace? After the harvest, there’s nothing left.

“Strictly speaking, no, but the Wren Clan and the Green Family are in an alliance. Though their dominions are a bit lesser than the nine great royal clans, it isn’t by much. Recently, however, there seem to have been some frictions between the Wren Clan and the Green Family. The Wren Clan is famous for the production of warships and related military items, but their economic situation isn’t very good. Currently, the Wren Clan has fallen into a financial crisis, and if they don’t find a new financial source soon, they are at risk of economic collapse. In the long run, this might very well restrain their clan status.” Luna Starfield said all of this instantaneously, things that no one else here would likely know.

Finn Lewis suddenly realized that he had ignored a lot of information. His personal AI seemed to have access to a lot of intelligence. Finn nodded and said, “You let the warship advance according to the established strategy first, then you talk to me about the Lord Jade Dragon, that woman mentioned.”

As Finn Lewis inquired Luna Starfield, a certain distance away from Jasmine Davis, in a fleet, a voice resonated with anxiety in the command cabin, “Mr. Wind Martin, the mercenary association just updated a nine-star mission.”

“What nine-star mission?” The middle-aged man, addressed by the pirate as Mr. Wind Martin, would have been recognized by Finn Lewis as the same middle-aged man he had spoken to previously. He was the second-in-command of the Koller Pirates, a group named after a person.

“130 billion star credits as reward to hunt down the main fleet of Koller Pirates and Devil Pirates, as well any of their main bases, and even some personnel. They are all included in the bounty. It is said that more than eighty percent of the mercenary groups have already accepted the task.” The other man spoke with mild trepidation.