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Chapter 3040 Cheese

"I didn't expect that the Nesson galaxy still has these things... Is this really the parent star of the Astat War? Green skin, short man, Hrud... I think it's a completely alien nest! The judges of the Empire are blind?"
In a scarred cruiser in the Third Legion, Adoron was angry and received treatment from the pharmacist, while saying to Lucius, who was staring at Lar's Blade, in a daze not far away:
"You feel it, that kind of power, I need to talk to the Primrose."
Lucius didn't even turn his head, but just said lightly.
"That's your business, I have other things to do."
"This time the loss is so big..."
Aidoron looked at the bright red numbers on the screen, and the fleet sent to attack Nassen V was basically wiped out. He originally wanted to let the fleet of the 14th Legion hold the enemy's firepower net, and then they took the sir from the fire, but he didn't expect that it would be the result.
The defensive power hidden in the Nasen Galaxy was much more than he expected. When he fled from Nasen V in shame, only two of the several strike cruisers survived. Now they could only join the power of the outer intercepting the Spiritual Fleet. Anyway, the 14th Legion spent a lot of money this time and attacked Nasen and Brakato at the same time. Now the Spiritual Fleet ships should be dealing with them.
"...Fabius's bastard didn't know where he ran. He spoke pretty well. He pretended to die when he really wanted to work hard. The whole legion was in a mess. How did I make a plan!?"
Aidoron's complaints did not attract any attention from Lucius, and he didn't even care about the other party's sarcastic words. Instead, he smiled contemptuously and put away the Blade of Lar.
At this moment, a nervous voice suddenly came from the communicator.
"Master, you are rendezvousing with the support fleet."
"Receive me the Dark Poet."
"yes."
Soon, a twisted sound rang.
"Chief Lord Commander, we did not encounter Ada's fleet, and they did not seem to be planning to reinforce the Nesson Galaxy."
"oh?"
Aidoron encountered an unexpected situation again. He touched his chin and said:
"Do they think the fleet of the 14th Legion is more threatening? But I remember Taifons said that he would only send a small fleet, or... the Spiritual race actually doesn't want to care about human affairs at all? That would be interesting. Does Soshiyang have a conflict with his Spiritual race's mistress? Or does he no longer control the royal court?"
Suddenly, the bridge shook suddenly, followed by endless alarms.
Aidoron quickly stood up.
"What!"
"Master! Fleet... The fleet of the Spirit Clan! Very large number!"
At this time, there was also a roar of anger mixed with surprise from the Dark Poet.
"Where do these spirit races come from! Damn it! What is it! Why is it behind us-"
Before he finished speaking, there was only a disturbing noise left in the speaker.
"The Dark Poet...is destroyed!"
Looking at the huge dark butterfly that appeared on the screen, Aidoron was stunned, and Lucius, not far away, also frowned.
"So they have been waiting for us..."
"No, no!"
On the other hand, in the kitchen of the Warring States Monastery, which was still in wartime, Dogo waved his hand while trying to shake off the person behind him, but Rozim soon appeared in front of him, bent over, folded his hands together, and said humbly; "Our tall Dogo brothers, you are the only one who can save me now."
"Those are my capital for doing business! I have been wandering with you for years, but I haven't made any money. I finally saved these things."
"Borrow it, borrow it, it's not that I won't pay it back..."
"What are you going to do? Who told you to pretend to be a saint when you leave Crocodile City and give all the money you have finally gained to the poor, otherwise would it be like this?"
Rozim really has no choice now. He just now secretly transported all the cheese in the warehouse and gave it to the Hrudes, and then Luco came to take over the command of the monastery. This is actually nothing. The key is that he emptied the cheese inventory of the entire monastery fortress of the Warring States Monastery, and the purpose cannot be explained to outsiders. This thing is also one of the more expensive daily foods, because the Warring States uses special cheese in important celebrations and weekly meals. In Asta
It is also often used in the special restaurant. There are also a little bits from the servant restaurant from time to time. These fifty tons are basically a year's quantity, and now they are emptied by Rozim. It's okay for two days. After a long time, those people will definitely be suspicious if they can't eat cheese. After all, Rozim has really done something to secretly embezzle food funds in the war gang, and this matter needs to be revealed. Although Luco may not do anything to him, this person is not familiar with Rozim. In the best case, he is also arrested and waited for Soshiyan to come back to deal with it.
No one can tell when Soshiyang will come back. If the Sixty-Seven Years War is not over yet, he will have to be detained for sixty-seven years, which is no different from going to jail.
In this case, Rozim can only block the hole as soon as possible, but the special cheese is not cheap. He must go to the high-end food trader to purchase it. Taking the Gantt cheese, which was originally the largest inventory of the war group, as an example, this is produced from the nearest agricultural world, Gantt 6. The current market price in Nest 4 is 10,250 proge coins per kilogram. If it is fifty tons, it will require 512.5 million proge coins.
What is the concept of this number?
As a special servant of the battle group, Rozim's monthly allowance and various subsidies are about 13,000 promillion coins, while the most common third-level civil servant in Nesson 4 has a monthly salary of only 3,500 promillion coins.
Although he is the owner of the restaurant and can handle almost tens of millions of dollars every month, in fact, most of the funds are strictly supervised and regularly counted, so he is not easy to do it. Although he has made a lot of assets in Crocodile City, in the end, except for Sisna who took away some jewelry and clothing, he has given most of the money to the poor.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! So in the face of this severe "supplement" plan, the only thing he can ask for help is Dogo, because this short man sold a bunch of automatic turrets and a large amount of equipment to the battle group not long ago, and he should have a fund of 100 million or 200 million yuan. Rozim then asked the other people in the battle group to borrow some, collect about 300 million yuan, buy a batch of high-end cheese, and buy a large number of low-end and inferior cheeses, and you should be able to get through the level.
"Hey, fat boy."
Suddenly, a lazy and sticky voice sounded. At first, Rozim didn't care much and still wore Dogo, but when Chuanquero, who was washing the bucket, heard the sound, he jumped into the bucket and flipped it over.
"Fatty~"
Dogo also noticed and then patted Rozim's hand.
"Oh, that cat is calling you."
"ah?"
Rozim turned around and saw a fat cat with fluffy orange hair lying lazily on the cabinet, swaying his tail, and the cat's face was very humanized contempt.
"Why are you here? You are not..."
"I'll come if I want to, but you still have two tricks to stop Slaanes's slaves."
The royal cat Garfield looked at Rozim with a smile, then stroked his beard with his claws and said slowly:
"Her Majesty the Queen asked you to go to the royal court, pack up, and prepare to go over and drive your broken ship."
"Ah? Her Majesty the Queen..."
"You should have known what to pretend, right?"
Rozim scratched his face with his hands.
"But I'm in a little trouble now..."
"Hmph."
Garfield shook his tail hard, and with the flash of psionic energy, several huge metal suitcases appeared on the chopping board. Rozim walked over and opened it and saw that there were neatly packed prop coins inside!
"this--"
Rozim stared wide and then looked up.
"Really or not?"
"I'm not interested in making ape's bark specifically. Your Highness has left a lot of dust in the royal court's treasure house, saying it's special activities, but the Jinyuwei uses very little... Use it to solve your troubles, and then set off quickly."
"Okay!"
Rozim was immediately energetic and greeted others.
Chapter completed!
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