Domestic animation adventure

Almighty Cultivation Supreme

The forces of all parties are like wolves that smell blood, gathering in the thirteenth branch of the Hades Exchange.

Before the auction even began, the atmosphere in the venue was already tense.

Lu Chunqiu frowned, "I really didn't expect that so many top forces in the galaxy would appear in such a remote place, this time we came in a hurry, and the points we prepared were too few." ”

Lu Dongxia nodded, "Yes, I just pressed the star ring for 200,000 points, even if we add these, we can only make up 700,000 and 800 points, which is still far from it." ”

"After all, the opponents of the auction are old foxes like Zhai Leng and Ince, and the forces behind them are all the top giants in the galaxy."

Lu Chunqiu shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile. "No way, we have been mainly doing business with the Suzaku Exchange in the past, and the Hades Exchange has not traded much with us."

There are three major dark exchanges in the galaxy, Hades, Futu, and Suzaku.

Sea Burial Flower has always been a business partner of the Suzaku Exchange, and they have been working together for many years.

As long as the Lu family brothers and the Vermilion Bird Exchange say hello, it will be easy to win these four spatial jump engines, but here at the Hades Exchange, the face of the sea burial flower is not so easy.

"We can make up some points." Jin Shi said suddenly.

"You guys?" Lu Dongxia was stunned and said in surprise: "You know, the competitors we are facing are a group of galaxy giants, and the points needed are not decimals. ”

"We have a merchant association in the Earth Federation." Jin Shi said in a deep voice: "According to the rules of the military department, unless it is absolutely necessary, it is not allowed to interfere with the normal operation of the people, and now is the time when the military department needs help, I will send a secret telegram, and the merchants will never stand idly by." ”

"Time is running out." Lu Dongxia glanced at the auction hall and saw Du Yiming walking up to the auction table with a smile on his face, which indicated that this crucial auction was about to begin.

"Trust me, it won't be long." Jin Shi said confidently.

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In the darkness of endless space, a mammoth-class cargo ship is sailing alone.

The ship is registered in the Republic of Ferron, but in fact its real owner is the Earth Federation Merchants Association.

Merchants are a group of Earth merchants who live outside the territory, in order to obtain the right to do business in various parts of the galaxy, almost all the merchants have given up the citizenship of the Earth Federation and joined the country where they are located.

But like all Earth settlers, Earth diasporas, they have never forgotten who they really are.

Orlando was an elderly man, sitting in the middle of the command room, in his exclusive position with the captain, looking at a list of densely written words and data.

Swish~

With a flick of the ballpoint pen in Orlando's hand, twelve of the latest vector reducers were crossed off the list.

There are many more goods that have been crossed out like this on the entire list, and they are all the highest-tech, most advanced products in the galaxy at the moment.

"Just sort the goods according to this list, and then hand them over to the general association of traders, and the price will be according to the cost price." Orlando finished his work, took off his glasses, and handed the list to his young son, Jeremy.

Jeremy, who had curly blond hair, frowned, looked at the list and said, "Just the cost price?" Why not add our shipping costs? ”

Orlando frowned, looking at Jeremy with deep eyes, his face becoming more and more serious, making the young Jeremy feel a panic in his heart.

Suddenly, just as Orlando was about to say something, his eldest son, Tronde, suddenly burst into the command room from outside.

"Father! Receiving an urgent secret message from the Federation Army's Hidden Star Legion, they now need our help to raise points from the Hades Exchange! Tronde said excitedly.

"How much do you need?" Orlando asked hurriedly.

"I don't know, they only left an account opened on the Hades Exchange." Tronde said quickly: "My opinion is to transfer all our points!" After all, the military rarely asks for help in the form of emergency ciphers, and I think these points must be important to them! ”

"The military department needs us, and our hometown needs us now!"

Orlando's eyes showed love, he looked at his anxious eldest son Tronde, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, you have lived up to the blood of the earth flowing in your body. ”

"Go ahead and transfer all our points on the Hades Exchange to the Hidden Star Legion, but remember, don't leave our names and return them as soon as we release them."

"From now on, if you encounter the same thing, you don't need to tell me, just let it go."

"The needs of the Federation are our mission! Bankruptcy, at all costs! ”

"I understand!" Tronde hurriedly left the command center, muttering, "I can finally do something for my hometown!" It's amazing! ”

Points are not money, but the existence that cannot be bought with money, and it is the accumulation of credit generated by perennial transactions, which is not easy to come by.

However, just a simple cipher message from the military department allowed the Orlando family, a merchant, to transfer all their points to the military department's account at the first time, without any conditions, and even without leaving their names

Orlando looked at his youngest son and said in a deep voice: "Remember, although we are businessmen, businessmen also have our own motherland!" ”

Little Jeremy nodded a little ashamedly, turned around and left the command cabin, went to the cargo hold, and arranged for the workers to prepare the cargo to be unloaded.

For so many years, the Earth Merchants have been a strong supporter of the Federation.

Back then, when the weak Earth Federation had just begun to develop, it was suppressed by the surrounding countries sparing no effort, with arms embargoes, technology embargoes, and food embargoes, and they wanted to trap the Earth Federation in the corners of the galaxy.

It was in this context that the merchant was born.

They are a group of earthlings with lofty ideals, who emigrated to other countries, engaged in commercial activities, helped federal authorities procure needed supplies, and smuggled shiploads of in-demand goods into the federal territory at the risk of their lives.

The Earth Federation, like all countries, has customs and anti-smuggling bureaus, but many people don't know that in fact, the Earth Federation is one of the largest smuggling groups in the galaxy, and the merchants are the executors of this huge national smuggling group.

It has long been the practice of merchants to pay for the goods and how much to deliver to the federation at a fraction of the cost.

Although in the later stage, the Earth Federation finally relieved itself financially, and had enough financial resources, wanting to repay the Merchant Association's silent dedication over the years, and adding a small amount of hard work to the basic price of goods.

However, every penny overpaid was returned by the merchants intact.

For the merchants, it's not a matter of money, it's a matter of principle.

People can be far away in the world, but their hometown and compatriots must always be in their hearts.

Orlando walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the dark starry sky around her.

He has the ability to always pinpoint the direction in which the Earth is located, no matter how far he sails.

Orlando is often like this, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out for a long time.

He took out an ancient passport from the drawer of his desk and slowly opened it.

The passport is blue, that's the color of the sea.

The mark on the passport is round, which is the shape of the earth.

Orlando's ancestors passed down this passport, which is the only proof that they were once citizens of the Earth Federation.

Year after year, merchants sent machinery, medicines, and weapons to their hometowns.

But they, and their descendants, will never go back.