"You mean, as long as we customize a batch of arms and weapons for you at cost price, then all the arms of your army in the next ten years will be purchased from us, right?"
After taking a sip of the black tea in the cup and putting it down, Yang Tianyi smiled and asked Edward in front of him, while the robot clerk standing aside also refilled the tea for the two of them in time.
He had just finished his first cup of tea, but Edward had already drank three cups in a row, with a satisfied look on his face. It can be seen that the other side's world does not have such a drink with human characteristics, and it can only be enjoyed when people are discussing business in the trading market.
The young Duke nodded and began to feel slightly nervous. In his opinion, the advanced weapons produced by Qunxing Military Industry that far exceeded the primary market specifications were the only hope for the Hughes family.
Under the joint witness of the Traveler Administration and the system, if either party tears up the contract, a huge amount of liquidated damages will be deducted according to the degree of breach of contract, and it will be added to the blacklist of the Wanjie Market. In serious cases, it may not be able to return to the market for life.
Therefore, neither Edward nor Yang Tianyi is worried that the other party will breach the contract.
Under Edward's expectant gaze, Yang Tianyi once again picked up the snow-white paper on the table. On the paper was the arms purchase list written by Edward himself.
"In addition to basic firearms, you also need large-caliber howitzers, anti-aircraft guns, anti-materiel weapons and more than conventional ammunition supplies."
"Besides that, you also need some land vehicles that are simple to operate and heavily armored..."
Yang Tianyi raised his eyes from the list, and after meeting Duke Edward's expectant eyes for a few seconds, he sighed slightly.
"Although it can be seen from your needs that your current situation is very difficult, let me reject your proposal."
Edward Hughes' request is not difficult for the current military industry of the stars to fulfill. Many weapons can be picked up ready-made in the world of Elysium.
By selling this batch of weapons at a price slightly higher than the cost, he can at least earn tens of thousands of system points in profit, and also gain a stable source of income for ten years.
But the problem is that Yang Tianyi wants much more than tens of thousands of system points.
He wanted Edward's world.
Touching his smooth chin, Yang Tianyi showed what he thought was a kind smile and proposed an "immature idea" to the young Duke.
As the originator of the idea, Yang Tianyi is willing to spend 110,000 system points to upgrade his time traveler level to level three, and then team up with Edward to become his teammate.
As for what happens next, it's very simple.
As travelers and system owners of the same team, both Yang Tianyi and Edward will have the power to establish portals to each other's main world. At that time, no matter how many weapons and material support Edward needs, they can be sent directly through the portal without going through transactions. The market serves as a transit point.
Since Edward always came to Wanjie Market every now and then to spend a lot of money, Yang Tianyi had long been thinking about his main world.
It's not that he is greedy and never satisfied. It can only be said that any time traveler would salivate over a world that could continuously produce points.
Edward fell into deep thought after listening to Yang Tianyi's description, and was obviously interested in the future of forming an alliance with an arms dealer.
After a brief thought, Edward shook his head and said with a hint of doubt in his tone.
"Your products prove that the world you live in is much more advanced than mine. If I team up with you and let your army and high-tech products enter my world, it is not difficult to guess who will rule the world in the end. in the hands."
Smiling self-deprecatingly, Edward tapped his fingertips on the armrests of the sofa, adjusted his posture, and used his body to feel the ultra-high level of craftsmanship he had never seen before.
"A backward world whose productivity is not up to modern times and an advanced world that is already capable of interstellar travel. Everyone knows what the outcome will be, right?"
"You're right."
Yang Tianyi did not deny Edward's statement, because if he thought about it from his perspective, if he was the laggard, he would definitely doubt the other party's true purpose.
"Do you know."
Feeling that the atmosphere had become a little heavy, Yang Tianyi smiled and pointed at the sofa where Edward was sitting.
"The sofa you are sitting on now was bought from a human country in my world called the United Nations of Earth. The main race that makes up this country is also human. It is exactly the same as us in appearance and even genes."
Under Edward's somewhat puzzled gaze, Yang Tianyi continued.
"But in my opinion, only you who are fellow travelers are my kindred spirits. From you, I can find the long-lost sense of belonging."
“Belonging as a human being.”
After hearing Yang Tianyi's heartfelt monologue, Edward couldn't help but sit up straight, stared at the slightly red eyes of the black-haired young man in front of him, and stretched out his hand.
As the two warm hands held each other, both Edward and Yang Tianyi seemed to feel each other's loneliness - the loneliness of being a stranger in a foreign land.
Letting go of Yang Tianyi's hand, Edward lay down on the sofa again. He couldn't help but recall the time when he had just traveled through time. When he was a child and thought he could live a luxurious life as a noble, the existence of the demon tide was revealed. His mother told him it as a bedtime story.
With great ability comes great responsibility.
Realizing that his time travel was no accident, Edward began to rely on his gradually blurred memories to train the new army, develop technology, liberate the serfs in the territory, and distribute land, farm tools, and seeds to the slaves.
And Edward not only wanted to free the slaves, he also wanted to enlighten the people's wisdom.
All children who have reached the age in the territory must go to the territory school set up by the Hughes family for free to study and learn literacy. Those with the best grades can be promoted to bureaucrats who manage the territory.
The unprecedented police system has drastically reduced the crime rate in the territory of the Hughes family. The happy civilians all praise the wise rule of Young Master Hughes.
This act of putting the entire aristocratic system on fire caused him to be assassinated by assassins several times. If he hadn't practiced martial arts since childhood and the dedicated service of the Xius Grenadiers, he would have died long ago due to system binding. Before.
After the lord system was bound, more bold reforms and technological innovations were applied to the territory of the Hughes family.
A year before the outbreak of the demonic tide, the originally barren western part of the Kingdom of Leon had been managed by the Hughes family into the richest place in the entire kingdom, with the highest production of food and iron.
But the more he led the subjects under his rule to move forward, the more serious Edward's sense of powerlessness became.
The pressure of living in a world of low productivity and demonic tides for a long time caused Edward to suffer from severe anxiety. His symptoms could only be relieved when he traded with people in the Bankai Market.
Yang Tianyi's words today reminded him.
Maybe what he has been tired of is not the day-to-day life of a feudal lord, but the world in which he lives.
He was tired of everyone around him, and felt a huge gap in having advanced ideas but not being able to share them with the people around him.
He was tired of the so-called continents, kingdoms, empires, races and cultures, which seemed reasonable but fell into clichéd plots.
Perhaps his thrilling life journey of more than ten or twenty years is just a few sentences in someone else's novel, and the world he lives in is just the drunken imagination of a third-rate novelist.
If he traveled to a world with a grand world view and advanced productivity, Edward's symptoms might not be so severe.
But some things are neither possible nor possible.
After drinking the black tea in the ceramic tea cup, Edward couldn't tell whether he was having an anxiety attack or not, but he believed that he was awake enough and made the right decision.
"I am willing to accept your invitation to become your teammate."
