The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

1644: Latent (Medium)

James Bond came directly to the Biss man carelessly, and snorted coldly with a hint of contempt, "Hmph, the Biss man."

"Hello, Mr. Sutley." The Bissman responded with a smile.

"Chetri. If there are such mistakes or temptations again, then you all have to find a way. I'll just listen to a concert on the planet Rebis." James Bond said coldly.

"This is not a lucrative business for us, Mr. Chettery." The Biss waved his hand, and a bodyguard next to him immediately took out a piece of metal and put it on the table, "There is about 20 grams of neutron star matter wrapped in it." , Quarter Power Dockyard uses this thing to build the armor of the Cheer-class assault landing ship, which makes it immune to most artillery fire even without shields. This thing is not available in the market... …which also means, sky-high prices.”

However, James Bond took out a piece of credit ingot, and then used the credit ingot to push the piece of metal aside, and said indifferently: "Don't use this kind of thing to fool me. I don't care if you are a neutron star or a white dwarf. Where can I sell this thing to me? Sell it back to Kuat? Then the next day, you will be invited by the Ministry of Security of the Republic to live there for a few days?"

"It seems that you still don't quite understand the value of this extracted neutron star material, Mr. Chetri." The Biss said.

"I just want cash. That's right, credit ingots, and don't fool me with the credit notes issued by the Republic." James Bond didn't even have the patience to sit down and talk, he looked a little irritable.

"Your request is a bit unreasonable, Mr. Chettery." The Bissman said.

"Listen to me!" James Bond slammed his hands on the table, and said viciously: "The 500,000-ton tractor beam, this is already a weapon-level equipment! Tell the person behind you! First, I want to know that you have the financial resources, and second, I want to know that you have normal needs! I don’t want my products to be found on a pirate ship one day!”

"Credit ingots are impossible, Mr. Chetri. I can increase the price appropriately, so that our cooperation may continue." The Bissman said.

"Let your boss talk to me, you can't make any decisions." James Bond stood up and threw the credit ingot he just held in front of the Biss, just like sending a beggar, " Here's your tip, you're welcome."

After speaking, he turned and left without any hesitation at all.

【Obviously he took out the neutron star material just now to test you, James. Normal businessmen would not be interested in this stuff, and those interested in neutron star matter would only be separatists. 】Nova's voice sounded in his mind.

[What is the origin of this middleman you found? 】James Bond also began to learn to speak in his head, and let down the guard on this part, so that Nova and Tosh's telepathy could know.

[A dark broker. To put it simply, his job is to find some low-priced sources, and then supply them to places that are urgently needed and sell them at high prices. But the problem is that a broker like him dares to do almost any business. We contacted his batch of 500,000-ton tractor beams, and it is conservatively estimated that he can earn 5 million credits every time he enters and exits. ] Nova said.

[Is it still too late for me to change my career? ] James Bond said with a smile.

【You will, do it better than him. ] Gabriel Tosh said.

At this time, one of the bodyguards of the Bis man came over quickly, "Gentlemen, please stay."

As he spoke, he wanted to grab Tosh, but Tosh reacted super fast. Even without turning his head, he grabbed the bodyguard's neck accurately and lifted him up!

"My boss, I want to talk to you." The Bissman came over and made a gesture of invitation respectfully.

Looking along his hand, I saw a blurred holographic projection in the room just now.

"You finally showed me a little sincerity, but not much." James Bond walked over and said.

"Proceeding with caution is the life-saving talisman of our profession." Said the person shrouded in the shadow in the holographic projection. His voice clearly sounded like a voice changer.

"Hehe...the Corellians?" James Bond said with a sneer. Even though his voice has changed, he can still distinguish a person's accent from the rhythm of his speech.

"Very sharp." The man said, "Now that I'm here, you should tell me, why can you impress me?"

"My company can build a 500,000-ton tractor beam, that's why," James said.

[Let’s talk about it at ease, for this mission, we really built a few 500,000-ton tractor beams that look like modified goods. 】Nova said in telepathy.

"Your company's qualifications can only build 20,000-ton grades," said the broker.

"In the entire Galactic Republic, there are no more than ten companies qualified to produce 500,000-ton tractor beams. You can go to them to order." James Bond sneered, "500,000-ton tractor beams, It can already easily tow the lost power of the Jaeger-class battlecruiser. If it is obtained by pirates, then the transport ship caught by this tractor beam will not even have a chance to struggle."

"What I care about is your company's technical strength." The broker said.

"I brought a sample, and you can inspect it at any time." James said, "This is assembled from the parts I bought from a group of Trandoshan scavengers, all of which were disassembled from the battleship. The military-grade components are absolutely reliable! If you give enough money, I can even give you two million-ton ones!"

"Very good! I need 100 500,000-ton-class ones! If your price is right, I'll take the two one-million-ton ones too!" said the broker.

"You also know that these things are all illegally modified, so I want to pay with credit ingots! According to one-fifth of the market price!" James said.

"I don't have so many credit ingots, but I do have a lot of credit notes from the Republic, and I can also exchange them with other things," said the broker.

"And I also need a guarantee that my things will not be resold to pirates!" James emphasized again, "Don't lie to me! With 100 tractor beams, you can completely arm an entire pirate fleet! "

The broker thought for a while and said, "Somewhere, a series of big projects are going on, and I can give you some information. The amount of this big project is very large, and the materials involved in it are just a drop in the bucket." ! Besides, this is the project of Kuat Power Dock!"

"I'm from the planet Kuat! Why didn't I know? Besides, Kuat Power Dock? Don't tease me, they still lack tractor beams? Huh!" James Bond said, turning around and leaving again.