The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

Gene seeds are a non-renewable resource. To be honest, they are much more valuable than the transport ship itself. If the Forge General is willing to give him more gene seeds, he will accept it.

But doubling it was too little: "Double it would only be a thousand, give me five hundred more."

"Mars won't just give in to your every request!"

"Surely more than five hundred gene-seeds must have been lost in a damaged cold storage unit? Do you want me to guess where the rest went?"

The Casting General showed a pained expression: "One thousand five hundred, we really can't have more."

"Of course I won't ask for more, but for the extra five hundred I want Iron Hands gene-seed."

Just like the Sons of Medusa who later split from the Iron Hands, the Sons of Medusa were never legally established.

The Iron Hands' clan system means that each clan has its own Techmarine, Apothecary, and Librarian. Splinter clans can operate independently without relying on the Chapter.

But legally speaking, they still belong to the Iron Hands, and the Empire will naturally not replenish their equipment, ammunition and gene seeds according to the standards of an independent regiment.

Leon had to find some reinforcements for his pilots.

Kubik's physical pain turned into testicular pain, but he still nodded.

He transmitted the authorization function for extracting the gene seed to Leon, and after reaching the agreement, he waved his hand weakly at Leon.

"Give me three days, and I'll prepare these gene seeds and secretly deliver them to you. Once you get them, leave Mars immediately and don't stay here any longer."

"It's hard to say. Maybe one day Mars will beg me to come back."

Kubik snorted coldly. He raised his hand and signaled several mechanical servants to "foreign" Leon and Amidel from the Foundry Director's Temple.

“We had a good harvest this time.”

Li Ang was quite satisfied.

"But what about the transport ship?"

Armidale pondered this. "Are we going to give up all the production equipment on Maxim?"

"There's no rush. There's always a way."

Li Ang still remembers Huangquan No. 8, who took the initiative to take over the attack cruiser.

He still didn't know what Huangquan No. 8's purpose was, but the other party's attitude was undoubtedly a gesture of goodwill.

As long as you are willing to pay a little more, it should not be difficult to get a transport fleet from Huangquan No. 8, it just takes a little more effort.

Leon and Amidel returned to the forging ship in orbit together, waiting for the forging general to deliver the 1,500 gene seeds as agreed.

But an unexpected visitor takes a different turn.

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"Are you saying that a Rogue Trader has come to Mars specifically to meet with me?"

Li Ang confirmed with the captain, who nodded and said, "Yes, they have requested a meeting with us and hope to meet with you aboard our ship."

Is this a ready-made transport ship delivered to your door?

Li Ang didn't refuse: "Please invite him in."

He didn't trust most of these merchants, most of whom had no integrity or credibility, so he hadn't considered them before. However, since the other party had taken the initiative to come to him, Li Ang thought he could still talk about it.

The Rogue Trader who wished to meet him soon arrived at the reception room.

"My warmest regards, venerable sage."

The other party's clear and pleasant female voice had a hint of cunning aftertaste. Leon looked at the other party's hooded figure for a moment, but he could not see anything except the other party's elegance and composure.

"It's such an honor to meet you."

She leaned forward slightly, and something seemed to move slightly in the shadow under her hood.

Li Ang narrowed his eyes.

"you know me?"

The other party chuckled. "Ah, you're right. Your 'great achievements' on Terra are hardly a secret to us poor, well-informed businessmen."

This traveling trader was obviously no ordinary merchant.

Anyone who can find out about the internal affairs of the High Lords' Council must either have a strong background or be a "professional" in some sense.

"So, is it typical of you pathetic businessmen to be so secretive during meetings?"

The other party sighed in a feigned aggrieved manner, then raised his hand and gently lifted his hood.

The hood slipped off, and Leon could see the other person's long chestnut hair and cunning amber eyes, but what attracted Leon's attention more was the pair of furry ears on the other person's head.

"Subhuman?"

"Exactly! My name is Holo, and I come from an ancient family of wandering traders."

She puffed out her chest with pride, her ears perking up. "But don't confuse me with those mutants from the Lower Hive. I'm descended from an ancient bloodline that was among the first to follow the Emperor. My Rogue Trader license was granted by him personally."

A trading license issued by the Emperor himself?

This is not just a matter for the Yabuyas. Compared to those Rogue Trader families who have been licensed by the Primarch or even just the Moff, there are very few families that have been licensed by the Emperor himself.

Le Ang didn't want to delve into her family story. After all, a family recognized by the emperor himself was indeed much more reliable than an ordinary traveling merchant.

He decided to get straight to the point: "So, Ms. Holo, why did you come to me?"

"Ah, sage, you really ask questions even though you already know the answer."

Holo blinked. "I heard you're worried about your transport ships. Coincidentally, I happen to have an idle fleet. Perhaps... I can help you?"

Sure enough, here comes the point.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. What do you want?"

"What we want is your future~"

"You might as well explain it more clearly."

"Ah, a lot of things wouldn't be so interesting if they were explained clearly. I just heard that the Sage plans to build his own Forge World in the Taiping Star Region?"

Many people knew that Leon needed a transport fleet, but not many of them could directly point out his plan.

Some people could guess it more or less, but Hayes was probably the only one who really knew it.

Was it Hayes who revealed the information?

"Where did you know that?"

"Hey, don't be so nervous~"

Holo blinked. "Businessmen always have to have a bit of foresight, don't they?"

Li Ang didn't respond, just stared at her.

Holo sighed, her tone becoming slightly more serious.

"A transport fleet, a planet far from the heart of the Empire, and we know from special channels that you've already captured Maxim from the very beginning... With a little thought, I can guess what you're up to~"

This barely makes sense.

Many people are not unable to imagine what Li Ang is going to do, but they dare not imagine what Li Ang is going to do.

Building a forge world was never something a sage could accomplish on his own. Even Hayes, who knew Maxim and the transport fleet, probably only guessed that he planned to build his own industrial hive.

If this Rogue Trader could immediately figure out that Leon was planning to create his own Forge World, then she was being a bit too "fantastic".

…But this is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The benefits that a long-term trading partner can bring are certainly much greater than him going to Huangquan No. 8 to ask for a temporary transport fleet.

No matter how Holo knew the news, Leon realized that he had to invite Holo to sit down and formally discuss the issue of the transport fleet.

Chapter 234: Kaul's Revisit.

"There's not even a shadow of my Forge World, and you dare to bet on it? Aren't you afraid of losing everything?"

"Alas, sage, you underestimate me. I've been a businessman for a very long time and have seen more investment risks than you've used motor oil."

Holo returned to her lazy demeanor. "Besides, my nose is very sharp. I can smell the scent of 'opportunity'~"

"What chance are you talking about?"

Li Ang was a little curious.

"It's simple. What we want is the Sage's priority purchasing rights for the Forge World."

Priority purchasing rights.

These five words mean that when Leon starts to sell the products of his forged world to the public, Holo will have the first right to purchase them at the same price.

Even some things that would not be sold publicly had to be sold to her in small quantities.

If Holo is large enough, he can even use this right of first refusal to monopolize the entire output of a small forging world.

Li Ang tapped his fingers on the table, considering the pros and cons of this matter.

He definitely won't suffer any loss. In the world of Warhammer, the productive side is the boss.

But it is not enough to just avoid being at a disadvantage.

"I won't even discuss how long it takes to build a Forge World before it can be put into initial operation. Even taking your upfront investment into account, a transport fleet can't buy you the right of first refusal on a Forge World."

"We've spared no effort in our investment. In exchange, we can not only provide a transport fleet, but also deliver some of the rare materials you need for construction through trade channels."

Holo's tone was light, yet it carried a seriousness that could not be ignored:

"Besides, many of the scarce goods the Forge World needs, such as STC, also need to be obtained through the Rogue Traders, right? Compared to trading with those Rogue Traders with their own ulterior motives, I think having a fixed trading partner to help take care of this is a good choice, right?"

These words hit the mark for Li Ang.

He has already mastered most of the technology to build a new type of forging world, so simply building it is not a problem for him.

The problem was that he lacked the talent to manage Forge World.

Urquidex had mentioned that he was the head of the shipyard's production line back in Port Covenant. Considering the priest's abilities, Leon felt it would be no problem for him to be promoted to Regional Director of Forge World or even Director of the production line after some training.

But what about the people other than him?

Maxim only kept low-level priests, and there were not many people who could be responsible for middle-level management.

This is of course nothing in wartime management, but if you want to seek development and progress, a healthy management team is indispensable.

A reliable traveling merchant family cannot solve the internal affairs of the Forge World, but it can take over most of the external affairs of the Forge World, so that Leon has one third less things to consider.

Li Ang had to admit that he was moved.

However, the premise of all this is that Holo is indeed reliable.

"To be honest, I can't trust you yet."

Li Ang said.

"Ah, now it comes down to trust. Can we assume that our family has a good chance of getting the right of first refusal?"

"Trust can't be built with just words. How do you prove that you are trustworthy enough?"

Holo didn't care for the pointed questioning. Leon saw her ears twitch slightly, and even her tail leisurely swung in front of her.

"Ah, sage, you are so cautious. But it doesn't matter. I will prove myself in the following actions. When we arrive at your chapter's home star, you will naturally know my trustworthiness."

"How long will it take for your transport fleet to be fully prepared?"

"Half a month is enough~"

"Half a month?"

This speed far exceeded Li Ang's expectations.

Even for the Imperial Navy, mobilizing a heavy transport fleet would require at least several months of preparation.

Holo seemed to sense his doubts and immediately put on a pitiful expression, with her ears drooping.

"Our family hasn't been open for business for a long time. The bulk grain and spice trade has been difficult since the orc crisis."

She said with a wronged tone, "If I don't do some big business soon, I'm afraid I'll be lonely. So, no matter how soon you want to leave, we can cooperate, okay?"

Li Ang stared at her, and the sense of disobedience in his heart became stronger and stronger.

too fast.

An idle fleet that just happened to appear when he needed it most and could be fully equipped in a very short time?