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As a legendary Astartes, Titus was an exceptionally perceptive man.
The moment he saw Li Qinwu's half-cracked, half-not expression, he instantly got what Li Qinwu was thinking, and a nameless anger rose within him.
Then Li Qinwu paid the price for that half-cracked expression.
"Inquisitor, I heard that you brought a large quantity of goods with you on this visit to Macragge.
According to Macragge law, you need to pay 85% in taxes."
Hearing that figure of 85%, Li Qinwu nearly exploded on the spot.
Space travel was extremely dangerous. If you brought a planet's specialty goods to another planet, their value could increase by anywhere from one hundred to three hundred times.
It sounded pretty good. As long as one shipment made it through, you could make a fortune.
But the problem was that Imperium taxes were crushing as well. Taxes collected between planets ranged from 70% to 90%.
Now you understood why Li Qinwu had risked life and limb to put on the skin of a space auxiliary cop.
Because in most cases, when local planetary rulers saw an Inquisitor, they were busy sending the distinguished guest away. They would never think of collecting taxes from him.
With taxes of 70% to 90%, making one trade run was equivalent to working for the local planetary government.
Once the losses from Warp travel, local resupply, crew wages, weapon and ammunition consumption, and refueling the Plasma Reactor were factored in, being a space merchant was not nearly as outrageously profitable as it seemed.
But after Li Qinwu put on the skin of a space auxiliary cop, whether profits increased a hundredfold or three hundredfold, he swallowed it all whole. That was why his power had snowballed so