Kruze pondered for a long time before finally venturing a question.
"If we refuse..."
"That's fine, that's fine. Even if we can't make a deal, we can still be friends. We'll still do everything we can to help you drive out the Iron Wall Fleet." Nie Yun's smile was utterly sincere.
Drive them out? So, more of the same-show up without putting in any real effort?
Kruze sighed helplessly to himself.
"All right! We can agree to your demands. But since we're talking about free trade, would you sell... your Legendary Mecha?" Kruze suddenly asked.
After witnessing the power of those mecha fighting en masse, Twin Stars had long been drooling over them.
They had sent even the Iron Wall Fleet scrambling. Did their value really need any further explanation?
Their power was like a jet-powered J-20 suddenly appearing among a flock of propeller-driven Mustangs. They belonged to completely different eras.
In Twin Stars' eyes, the fundamental reason the Solar System had defeated the Iron Wall Fleet was that terrifying Mecha Forces unit!
Whoever commanded the Legendary Mecha would command the galaxy!
"Of course! As long as you can afford them." Nie Yun agreed with remarkable ease, as though he had expected the question all along.
Wasn't exchanging high-tech products for vast quantities of resources precisely why he wanted them to open their markets?
Weapons were undoubtedly among the most profitable commodities, and the more advanced the weapons, the greater the profits.
Nie Yun had considered selling mecha before. Unfortunately, they had no interest whatsoever in those cheap cannon-fodder models.
"What?" Hearing Nie Yun's readily given answer, Kruze froze.
He could hardly believe his ears.
He had never held out much hope. His request had been intended to provoke a firm refusal, which he could then use as an opening