Trade Negotiations

Gangplank's men led us to see him; the guy had quite the airs, sitting there without uttering a single polite word. 💋♩ 💣👍

Finally, Yasuo spoke first, "Captain Gangplank, I am [Wind], representing us in this trade negotiation. These two are my assistants, [Future] and [Youlan]."

Seeing that he remained silent, Yasuo continued, "We have come on our master's orders to discuss trade matters. Would the captain be willing to cooperate with us?"

"Tell me, what do you want, and what can you give me?"

"We need food and various ores; we can provide advanced firearms and gold coins."

"That sounds good, but our food and minerals aren't cheap."

"Wouldn't firearms and gold coins suit you better?"

"Hahaha... That's right, to tell you the truth, this time I brought ten whole shiploads of food and ten shiploads of ore, enough for Piltover to use for a year and a half."

"How much firearms and gold do you need, Captain?"

"I don't want gold coins, I only want firearms—ten thousand anti-aircraft cannons and one hundred thousand muskets."

This guy is really asking for the moon; he actually wants ten thousand cannons and one hundred thousand muskets!

Let alone tiny Bilgewater, this is a huge sum even for a vast empire like Noxus.

Putting aside whether the price is reasonable or not, Piltover simply couldn't possibly have that many firearms!

"Captain is joking. Piltover doesn't have that many firearms. Our master has already said that we can provide two hundred cannons and three thousand muskets."

"Huh? You can't even come up with one-tenth? Fine, then I'll be generous and give you a ship full of grain and a ship full of ore."

"Don't rush to set a price. You can check out the quality of our firearms first before making a decision."

After Yasuo finished speaking, he pulled out a pistol from his body. Its exquisite appearance was very attractive, and its powerful force was enough to penetrate a steel plate half a centimeter thick.

Such high-quality firearms could be made anywhere but Piltover, yet Gangplank was still not satisfied:

"This is just ordinary stuff. I know you have a Hextech Weapons that can fire bullets indefinitely. Why don't you trade that for it?"

"Hextech Weapons are never revealed to outsiders, please understand."

"Then we won't share our food supplies with anyone, please understand!"

Alanta's face was extremely ugly, and he seemed about to make a move, but Gangplank saw it but remained unconcerned.

I don't know if he's taking advantage of our small numbers or if he's simply not afraid of Hextech Warriors at all.

At this point, Yasuo conceded again. "Since the captain likes Hextech Weapons, I'll go back and ask my master; he should be able to equip you with one."

"One? I have tens of thousands of brothers, would we fight tooth and nail over a single pistol?"

"Only one, or blood will spill on the spot!"

Alanta finally couldn't hold back anymore. Her temper and appearance were completely mismatched, even though Camille had said she had an elegant and refined air.

Gangplank gave a few cold snorts with a forced smile, and several burly Great Han emerged from behind him.

They wore brightly colored woven clothing, had dreadlocks on their heads, and their bare shoulders, chests, and backs were covered in tattoos. Each of them held a golden shield.

These people weren't the kind of big, imposing figures that were all show and no substance; they exuded a powerful aura, as if they possessed overwhelming force.

I searched the database and their information came to mind: Servant of the God at the Temple of Bahru.

These people are incredibly powerful, especially when they form a formation, their strength increases exponentially.

However, after comparing their combat strength, I realized that they were no match for us. If Gangplank thought he could rely on these people to resist the Project Warrior, he was dreaming.

Alanta could also access this information, and was about to attack with her [High-Frequency Energy Dual Blades] when Yasuo stopped her.

"Captain, we don't want things to escalate; it's not good for anyone. If you insist on having so many firearms, then we'll have to let you buy them on credit."

"I don't want things to escalate, but it was your assistant who insisted on taking action. Credit is not an option, but considering our years of business relationship, I can make some concessions."

"Speaking."

"Ten Hextech Weapons, one thousand cannons, and ten thousand muskets."

This number sounds reasonable; it seems Gangplank was just testing us.

Of course, we still can't come up with that amount. Yasuo just revealed the chips Camille offered, but he didn't tell the truth and concealed part of it, all in order to increase the stakes now:

"We can provide a maximum of two Hextech Weapons. The cannons are all high-end products; two hundred cannons are enough to form an artillery unit. As for muskets, if we expedite production, we should be able to produce around five thousand."

"That's too little, too little! I'm losing out!"

"If you are still not satisfied, then I will have no choice but to go back and report to my master, and have her come and negotiate with you."

"Ha, you're trying to threaten me with the Gray Lady?"

"It's not a threat, it's an ultimatum."

Gangplank stared intently at Yasuo, a sinister smile soon creeping onto his face, "Alright, it seems this is the only way. When can you deliver the goods?"

"All items can be prepared in a week."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you here for a week."

The negotiations ended "pleasantly" without any conflict.

When we got back, we reported this to Camille, and she was unusually happy and actually reinstated Yasuo as captain!

However, Zed remains the captain because the Project Squad has grown and split into two groups.

Basically, apart from Zed, we are still the same team, with the remaining sixth and seventh generation warriors forming a new squad.

Akali and the others did not show any dissatisfaction, clearly indicating that everyone was acting in accordance with Camille's will.

Yasuo is now back to being Wind Team, neither happy nor sad, much like before...

A week passed quickly, and it was time to make the deal with Gangplank.

Because of the importance of the matter, Yi and Lucian also went along this time, in addition to the three of us.

During this time, Yasuo didn't do anything unusual. It's amazing how patient he was. I tried to talk to him a few times, but I gave up each time.

It's only been a few days, we can't be too hasty, or all our efforts will be wasted if we're exposed.

In addition, I noticed that the residents of Piltover have a very positive opinion of Camille, often referring to her as a "Guardian" or a "Pioneer."

This inevitably made me waver. Perhaps she wasn't a bad person, and that she started the war simply because of differing stances.

A rare dense fog descended on the sea today, but it had little impact on navigation systems.

Gangplank delivered the food and ore to us as promised, but just as we were about to return, an accident occurred!