Looney did not press further, but said: "There are enough merits in the vast universe waiting for us to get it. The merits we have in front of us are actually nothing. Since you don't want to say it, then I will understand. After a while Let's leave together. As for the two young agents, let the commanders and lancers below handle it. As for whether they can survive, it depends on their own abilities."
"Okay." Hathaway agreed.
Looney opened a bottle of wine, poured a glass for Hathaway, and said: "Now is the celebration time, I think we can have an in-depth chat. You will not interfere in my core areas, and in return, I will not touch Touch your core areas. So, I need to know what you want and which area you are more willing to develop in."
Hathaway was a little surprised. She picked up her wine glass, pondered for a moment, and said, "I am still young after all, and the properties I will inherit in the future may not be what I want or like."
Looney raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Oh, you haven't decided yet, have you? If you don't mind, I can give you some suggestions."
"Please speak." Hathaway listened carefully.
"On the surface, the best field is naturally energy, especially the energy of starships. No amount of antimatter and wormhole fuel E matter is enough. However, the most scarce fields will have the fiercest competition. We Winton Although the family has its own industry in this field, its proportion is not large, and there is almost no possibility of improvement in the future. But if it is extended along the industrial chain, such as starship power furnaces or key components and materials of engines, We have strong competitiveness. My suggestion is to focus on the energy field and choose the engine or key materials industry."
Hathaway thoughtfully asked: "What you said makes sense. But why didn't you choose these two industries instead of developing military equipment?"
"To be precise, it's ammunition, all kinds of ammunition, including energy weapon ammunition." Looney said with a smile.
He took a sip, pondered for a moment, and then said: "The competition in this field has always been fierce, and basically you can't make much money. In fact, when I chose this field, there were many people around me who opposed it. Especially our Winton family is very strong in this field. It’s not an advantage. But it’s the best choice for me.”
Hathaway became curious and waited quietly for the next step.
Looney hesitated for a moment and then said: "Actually, the reason is very simple. It's just that if you say it, people will laugh. I know very well that I don't have outstanding talent. When I was in the academy, I couldn't get into the top 50 no matter how hard I worked. It proves this. My family does not belong to a powerful faction in the Winton family. If I want to maintain my current position, I need to work much harder than others. So this industry is the most suitable for me."
He smiled bitterly and continued: "The competition in the supply of ammunition is fierce, and the profits are not high. If you are not careful, you will be kicked out. I must always stay alert and humble, and cannot let glory, status and power go to my head. Only then can I continue to do it." .”
Hathaway was a little surprised and said, "Talent is not as important as you said."
"It's hard to understand that. Also, family is part of the gift. It gets many people where they start from where most people end up."
"It seems like these words shouldn't come out of your mouth."
Looney laughed and said, "It's nothing. You'll understand when you grow up. Okay, it's almost time now, we should set off."
A moment later, a strange-looking spaceship slowly took off into the sky, and the Doomsday Shadow Fortress below became smaller and smaller, eventually turning into a black dot.
Inside the spaceship, Hathaway quietly watched the earth gradually moving away on the screen, remaining silent.
She suddenly remembered that there was another question that had never been answered, that is, why did Chu Jungui feel that her perfect etiquette movements were a threat? A quirk or an excuse?
The spacecraft quickly rushed into the storm clouds. When the first wave of thunderstorms hit, the outer layer of armor exploded and exploded into countless pieces, releasing a strong electric current and briefly weaving a power grid around the spacecraft. The spacecraft, carrying the power grid, accelerated violently and rushed into the depths of the storm clouds.
In the fortress, Joseph looked up and looked at the lightning quickly disappearing in the clouds, and said, "What a waste!"
Next to him, Kyle also sighed, "I wish I could be so rich."
Joseph felt the same and sighed, "This spaceship is enough for us to fight for a month."
"That's right! If I were replaced by warriors and equipment, I could wipe out this planet!" Kyle started bragging again.
William remained calm, "It would be bad if they weren't so extravagant."
Joseph's eyes lit up, "That's right! After all, we spent the money of the Jolly Roger, so why are we sad? They are doing this nonsense, so we can narrow the gap, hahaha!"
William coldly responded, "There is a huge gap in status between us and them. Even if they act like this, they still have much more resources than us. So the gap is still widening, but the speed of expansion has become slower."
Joseph's laughter stopped abruptly.
William walked out, "It's time to get to work. The losses in this battle still need to be counted, and the report needs to be prepared."
Joseph and Kyle looked at each other and followed.
Kyle couldn't help but said: "Who are those two little guys? Do they really have no backup? The firepower is completely different!"
"Whatever, as long as the people are rescued, the Jolly Roger will make up for all our losses." Joseph didn't care.
"Anyway, I don't want to chew on that rock anymore!" Kyle complained.
"Me too." Joseph agreed completely.
"If we don't chew it, they might chew it down before long." William has a habit of speaking in an unpleasant way.
"This...isn't possible?" Joseph hesitated.
In the outer space of the N7703 galaxy, a huge mobile base jumped out of the wormhole. Then the surrounding space fluctuated, and warships jumped out one after another, and then moved closer to the mobile base.
In the mobile base, Chi Tong looked at the dazzling blue star outside the window and remained silent.
A soft female voice sounded in the room, "We have gathered three level 2 agents this time, we will definitely succeed."
Chitong smiled bitterly, "Even if it succeeds, is there any point?"
"The probability that they are alive is 10 to the power of minus 9, which is not zero."
Chitong smiled bitterly, "Are you telling a cold joke?"
"I'm recounting the facts."
"There are still some starships that haven't arrived yet. Let's wait a few days."
"Okay." The female voice fell silent for a moment, then spoke again, "We received a special channel message asking for our identities."
"What channel?"
"Channel 179316."
"That is the highest-level secret channel of the dynasty. It replies to our identity and interrogates the other party's identity."
A minute later, "The other party replied that they are the Third Squadron of the Ninth Fleet."
