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"Goodwin, how are things on your end? What did our Deputy Governor say to you?"

Inside Osges's reception room, a young man dressed in water merchant attire was communicating with Goodwin.

This man was named Farmar Walter, the second-in-line heir to the Walter family, the eldest son and only descendant of the family head.

Farmar's attire was extremely luxurious, a deep blue velvet wide-lapel windbreaker, paired with necklaces, shoulder straps, and pouches woven from diamonds, gems, crystals, and gold, exuding a rich aura of money from head to toe, without concealing his extremely wealthy family background.

As the only eldest son of the family head, Farmar Walter would not allow anyone to challenge his position as heir.

Goodwin was the most typical example.

Farmar was the one who had previously sent people to attack Goodwin and his wife.

In the eyes of this young master of the Walter family, if it weren't for Goodwin's good relationship with the so-called Deputy Governor, he and his daughter would not have lived to this day, let alone be qualified to communicate with him directly.

In the communication screen projected by the holographic device, Goodwin and Elena were sitting in a transport vehicle, just driving out of the Royal Court District.

"Young Master Farmar, the Deputy Governor promised to continue purchasing water and water purification equipment from the Walter family. But the prerequisite is that we maintain the selling price of water at the current level."

Farmar crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and asked as he exhaled white smoke:

"Besides this promise, is there anything else?"

"Not for the time being. The Deputy Governor hopes to discuss other cooperation projects after reaching an agreement on purchasing water and water purification equipment."

"Alright, I understand, send me the recording of your meeting." Farmar snapped his fingers, and the communication ended.

The holographic device received the recording file and automatically played it.

The holographic screen projected by the device disappeared, and several figures sitting around the device became prominent.

Their identities were:

The owner of this reception room, Osges Gamin Vogues;

The second son of Spike Lowe, the medical giant of Nest City;

The eldest daughter of Ruth Burton, the leader of the Rejuvenation Domain of Nest City;

The youngest heir of the Pinnis family, Hackus Pinnis, the controller of the Coin Guild, the leading merchant family in Nest City;

Visborg Wanser, the eldest son of the Wanser family, the arms dealer of Nest City.

Including Farmar Walter, there were a total of 6 people in this reception room.

Farmar and the others were Osges's strongest supporters.

Their fathers worked for the current Governor, and they themselves supported the person most likely to become the next Governor.

This was the consistent style of the nobles, which could be regarded as a tradition that had existed since the establishment of Nest City.

Now, this tradition was being challenged.

An unremarkable reclusive family, a single seedling in that family, a minor who was devoted to scientific research and used his research results to gain the upper hand, had suddenly become the Deputy Governor, stepping on Osges's head.

Such a bizarre scene appeared too abruptly, to the point that Osges and his five little partners were caught off guard.

They could only continue to advance their own plan on the "Ghost Potion" while trying to contain the Deputy Governor's momentum.

As the leader of the group, Osges had to guard against the Deputy Governor dismantling his group from behind.

For example, through the secret talks with Goodwin and his daughter, the Deputy Governor secretly promised heavy gifts and offered lucrative conditions to the Walter family.

Osges had no doubt that the Walter family might leave his camp because of the Deputy Governor's empty promises.

Thus, there was the scene of Farmar Walter communicating with Goodwin on the spot under the gaze of everyone and playing the recording.

Before long, the recording of the Deputy Governor's meeting and exchange with Goodwin was finished, and the reception room fell silent.

Hackus, the son of a wealthy merchant, slumped lazily in the soft sofa, playing with the data pad listlessly.

Ruth raised one leg and slowly swayed her high heels with her toes wrapped in pale pink stockings.

The other four each lit a cigarette, exhaling smoke in the room, thinking about the content of the recording.

After a long time, Osges exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and said in a deep voice:

"Farmar, I advise you not to take Lino's promise too seriously. He is willing to continue purchasing water and water purification equipment from your family purely to stabilize you."

Farmar stuck his cigarette butt into the ashtray, shrugged his shoulders, and leaned on the back of the sofa:

"Our Deputy Governor didn't say a word about suspending the construction of rainwater pipelines and water purification plants, which means he has made up his mind to use his own purified water. Once the rainwater pipelines and water purification plants are built, he will kick our Walter family away. I am very clear about this, you don't need to remind me."

Farmar opened his arms, draped his two arms on the upper layer of the sofa back, and looked at Hackus, who had been burying his head in playing games:

"Hey, you little ghost from the Pinnis family, tell me, where is the assassin Osges hired?"

Hackus was having a great time playing and turned a deaf ear to Farmar's call.

Ruth kicked Hackus's calf with her raised foot, and Hackus finally came back to his senses.

"What? What's wrong? Is there anything I can do?"

Farmar looked impatient and repeated the question:

"I'm asking you a question, Hackus. Where is the assassin Osges hired?"

Hackus opened the communication record on the data pad, looked through it, and said:

"The people from the Cold Trade Group said that the Imperial Ministry of Law's fleet left earlier today. We have to send the money to the transfer space station. As soon as they receive the money, the Mud Man will set off."

Farmar asked:

"Mud Man? What is that? Can it kill the Deputy Governor?"

"I don't know about that. Osges's psionic power told him to hire Mud Man as an assassin."

Hackus looked at Osges.

Osges nodded:

"Yes. Psionic power told me that the Mud Man has the ability to freely transform into various kinds of things, is proficient in stealth and infiltration, and has never failed in the assassin business. I have prepared 400,000 Throne Coins to hire a Mud Man to kill our Deputy Governor. You don't have to pay for this money, I will bear it alone."

Farmar clicked his tongue, shook his head, and raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth:

"400,000 Throne Coins? An assassin? Too little. I'll pay two million and ask the people from the Cold Trade Group to send five more Mud Men over."

The generosity of the Walter family's eldest son stunned everyone present.

Two million Throne Coins was more than enough to buy an unarmed transport ship, and a brand new one at that.

Farmar was actually just using this money to hire assassins, which was simply outrageously generous.

Osges thought for a moment and suddenly realized:

"You want the water purification technology in Lino's hands, Farmar? Okay, no problem. After Lino dies, I guarantee that I will find a way to send his water purification technology to you."

Farmar snapped his fingers:

"Very good, it's easy to talk to you, that's exactly what I think. Then it's settled. I'll pay two million, you pay four hundred thousand, we'll hire five assassins, and strive to make Lino die without a burial place."

"Heh, since you two are so generous, isn't it a bit too much for me not to participate." Spike Lowe, who hadn't spoken for a long time, stood up and poured himself a glass of red wine:

"I'll pay 800,000 Throne Coins to hire two assassins. My condition is that after it's done, let me see the information on the starch preparation technology invented by Lino. I know that this technology has been included in the Holy Database of the Machine Church, and cracking it will only bring trouble to myself. So, I just want to find inspiration from it and use it in the pharmaceutical field. Do you have any objections?"

Farmar shrugged, "Whatever, just don't interfere with the work of the Water Guild."

The others shook their heads.

Spike sat down with his wine glass, "Then it's settled. I'll pay 800,000. Anyone else?"

Ruth raised her right hand and said with a smile:

"I'll also pay 800,000, with the same conditions as Spike."

"Very good." Osges signaled to Hackus.

Hackus scratched his head, "Then how about I pay 1.2 million? I don't have any conditions, just everyone be happy."

"Heh heh heh, yes, just be happy, the best news is that the Deputy Governor is dead." Osges straightened his clothes, closed his open windbreaker, crossed one leg and said:

"I'll raise the commission to two million, on par with Farmar. Visborg, what do you think?"

Visborg Wanser, the eldest son of the Wanser family, was bloodthirsty and had a notorious reputation.

He was the most high-profile at every gathering, and liked to show off his muscles and physique.

But today, he was surprisingly silent.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I must first tell you some news that is neither good nor bad.” Weisberg placed his interlocked fingers on his lap, his face somewhat dim, and sighed softly:

“Recently, there have been some changes in the personnel of the Planetary Defense Forces. The company commander and regimental commander who used to be friendly with our Wanzer family have retired from the Planetary Defense Forces for various reasons. Replacing them is a group of Terrans, said to be elites from the Zhongsi Academy. After the new commander took office, the rebel side suffered heavy losses.”

This news caused the atmosphere at the scene to freeze, and everyone frowned, even Hakas, who was usually frivolous.

Osgers asked with his arms crossed:

“Are you saying that the Planetary Defense Forces and the rebels are getting out of our control?”

“That's right, that's what I mean.”

“Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier?!” Osgers' anger surged, and he questioned sharply.

Weisberg spread his hands:

“Sorry, I saw you discussing so enthusiastically before, and I couldn't bear to interrupt you. However, don't worry, our family has already made a decision…”

Weisberg paused, and held up four fingers of his left hand:

“Our Wanzer family can allow the Planetary Defense Forces and the rebels to get out of control, but the object of the Planetary Defense Forces' loyalty and protection must be our own people, that is, Osgers. Therefore, 4.8 million Throne Coins. Our Wanzer family will pay 4.8 million to hire twelve assassins to try to kill the Deputy Governor.”

“Hiss—”

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A sound of gasping for air rang out in the room.

After two seconds, Osgers clapped his hands, the anger on his face disappeared, replaced by admiration and affirmation:

“Good, good, good. I admire the Wanzer family's decisiveness and generosity.”

Osgers stood up, took the wine bottle and wine glasses, poured a glass for everyone, and said excitedly:

“The Wanzer family will pay 4.8 million Throne Coins, and Famal and I will each pay 2 million Throne Coins, Hakas will pay 1.2 million, and Spike and Ruth will each pay 800,000, for a total of 11.8 million Throne Coins, to hire twenty-nine Mud Men assassins, which will definitely make Lino's bones shatter.”

Everyone picked up their wine glasses and formed a circle, raising their glasses to drink.

Hakas suddenly joked:

“What if we still can't kill Lino after all this?”

Osgers was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly:

“Hahaha—if we still can't kill Lino after all this, I am willing to serve Lino like my father served Lord Fuges!”

Famal also laughed:

“Ha, I agree with Osgers' statement. A person who cannot be killed by twenty-nine assassins is indeed worthy of our following. When the time comes, I will represent the Water family and send the water body and water purification equipment to Lino without any problem.”

The others deeply agreed, echoing Osgers and Famal's remarks.

With a total expenditure of more than 10 million Throne Coins, let alone the Deputy Governor, even Lord Fuges would have to die.

The promises made by Osgers and Famal had a playful element, but they were also a genuine idea.

A Deputy Governor who was hunted by twenty-nine assassins and did not die was indeed worthy of following and loyalty.

But they seemed to have forgotten a crucial thing because of excessive excitement and excessive expansion of desires:

If the Deputy Governor did not die, whether they could serve him would not be up to them.

The secret meeting of the six people ended with a common drink of fine wine.

More than 10 million Throne Coins were paid in three installments: 4 million were paid first, then 4 million were paid when the assassins arrived, and after the assassination was carried out, regardless of success or failure, the remaining balance would be paid.

Hakas contacted the people from the Cold Trade Group, and the two parties reached a verbal agreement on this.

An armed freighter loaded with 4 million physical Throne Coins will depart tomorrow to transport the first commission to the transit space station.

If everything goes smoothly, the assassination can be carried out on the evening of the First Dawn Festival.

Everyone was not worried that the Cold Trade Group would take the money and do nothing.

Their side had cooperated with the other party many times and had already established a deep-rooted relationship.

What's more, after Osgers became the Governor, it would only benefit the Cold Trade Group and would not harm them.

Before the meeting adjourned, Weisberg Wanzer raised a concern from his family:

“Everyone, have you considered this matter? After the Deputy Governor dies, Lord Fuges may lose his mind and use the artificial sun to launch a light spear, killing Osgers, who directly benefits from the Deputy Governor's death. The possibility of this happening is extremely low, but it is undeniable that it may indeed occur.”

Before Osgers could offer his own opinion, Ruth joked:

“Do you think that launching a light spear with an artificial sun is something the Governor can decide alone? The control of the artificial sun is in the hands of the Mechanicus Abbey in the Hive City. Launching a light spear requires the consent of the Hive City administrator of the Abbey.”

Osgers also laughed:

“Ruth's statement is completely correct. Besides, I won't face the light spear alone. There are so many innocent people around me, and there may even be other branch members of the Fuges family. How irrational do you think the Governor would have to be to force the Abbey to take the lives of innocent people and members of the Fuges family with a light spear?”

Weisberg was speechless from the rebuttal and could only raise his glass to signal a toast:

“Okay, I've thought too much. Even if that old guy Fuges had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to take the right to launch the light from the Hive City administrator. Cheers, everyone, I'll drink an extra glass for my overstatement just now.”

“Cheers!”

“For our common future!”

Glasses clinked.

Followed by the gurgling sound of swallowing wine.

After the meeting, the six people were proud and left one after another.

Hakas returned to his residence and entered the bedroom.

Here, he saw Ruth, who had arrived earlier.

The two embraced in the artificial moonlight, Ruth teased Hakas' cheek with her slightly pink hair, and murmured:

“Not enough, Hakas, I feel it's not enough. We need to add a few people to the assassination list and use their money to do our own thing.”

Hakas and Ruth smiled at each other:

“Yes, baby, you reminded me. I foresaw a possibility, more chaos brings more spoils. I want to make some changes to Osgers' assassination plan. Cunning and exquisite, only by constantly changing can I draw more wisdom from my psychic powers.”

Ruth gave a flirtatious look and pounced on Hakas:

“Let me feel your enthusiasm and passion, dear. Your psychic powers are making you constantly stronger, stronger in all aspects, I can feel it deeply.”

…

…

Lino had no idea that his bounty was as high as more than 10 million Throne Coins.

At this time, he was staying up late in his private laboratory to manufacture the Kroot Shaper.

The frame of the Tick Tock Box has been completed and can be loaded with the Ork brain at any time.

As soon as it is powered on, the Tick Tock Box can run.

Noisy Box, Bang Bang Stuff, Click Clack Legs, Clang Clang Arms, and the miniature plasma reactor removed from the Hunter Duke's equipment are all displayed on the shelves by the wall.

The Kroot Shaper's Bang Bang Stuff are custom-made weapons, all built according to the Kroot Shaper's hand size.

The materials they use are mainly warp energy single crystals, and a small part are metal objects that cannot be replaced with single crystals.

In order to further enhance the Kroot Shaper's mobility, Lino specially logged into Guga's “account” and pondered more than a dozen different machine witchcrafts.

He used the newly learned machine witchcraft to create different styles of mecha inner skeletons, servo motors, hydraulic transmission devices, electronic muscle bundles, optical imaging components, automatic sensors, breathing grilles, temperature control components, silent magnetic boots, and other components.

After multiple installations, tests, and removals, the first-generation Kroot Shaper with excellent performance took preliminary shape at midnight on this day.

After equipping all modules except the flight backpack and nutrition supplement components, the total mass of the first-generation Kroot Shaper reached 550 kilograms.

Lino is painting the first-generation Kroot Shaper.

At the same time, he is also thinking about the official name of the Kroot Shaper, establishing his own original Kroot mercenary.