A cruiser fleet was mobilized from its organization, through its final long-distance voyage, to engage in battle all the way with the Dusk Fleet.

Personnel, logistics, combat support, and overall command—there are so many issues in various aspects, so no matter how efficient you are, it takes time, right?

By the time the company manages to settle all these tasks and comes looking for Chen Ming, what he needs to accomplish should be almost done as well.

So Chen Ming simply directly spelled out his situation.

"There is at least one cruiser guarding me here at Dusk, plus the defense forces of a star system. I feel that if there's only one cruiser, then it's not worth coming."

"There's at least one industrial colony occupying one-fifth of the planet's area in the star system. The cruiser model is Brilliant, and it's very likely to be supported by a Radiant."

Old Wu looked at the terminal in slight surprise and asked, "Did you just say that?"

"Yeah, you can't really think I'm staying here in Dusk for fun, right?"

"Haha..."

Chen Ming detected a hint of awkwardness in Old Wu's words and said, "You..."

"Haha, don't think too much. I just figured that in your situation, you can blend in anywhere, right?"

Chen Ming was a bit speechless—Old Wu clearly meant that Chen Ming staying in Dusk might be better treated than staying with the company.

Although it does seem to be true right now, one shouldn't say such things carelessly.

Realizing that his words might be inappropriate, Old Wu quickly changed the subject, saying, "So where are you now? Do you mind sharing? Old Lu has blocked many for me, but there are still people bugging me."

"Yeah."

Chen Ming responded, and through Sentinel, he marked out the industrial colony planet on the star system map located in Dusk's territory in the unknown star realm outside the Empire's territory and sent it to Old Wu.

"Alright, the reason I contacted you was indeed because I wanted to discuss something related to the company, but there's another matter."

"Let's talk privately."

Chen Ming ended the communication.

What he said earlier could be heard by the company, but the content of his thoughts that he intended to discuss with Old Wu is better kept hidden.

As Old Wu walked through the cabin door opened by Sentinel, he conscientiously removed the battery from the terminal, preventing the company from continuing to monitor.

On the ship Sentinel, which was fully controlled by Chen Ming, no one could bypass Chen Ming's control of the ship's equipment to monitor the internal situation of the ship.

After boarding, Old Wu found a chair in the captain's cabin of Sentinel, crossed his legs, and looked at the control panel that had already been activated in front of him, asking, "What's the matter?"

Cher Ming's words quickly appeared on the display screen of the control panel.

"I need you to help me procure some supplies, some materials, and a spaceship, using my card and my money."

Old Wu nodded directly, "Sure, but what are you planning to do?"

"Form my own fleet."

"Uh..."

"I know it sounds a bit excessive, and there are many issues, but I will always solve them, and there will be supporters."

Old Wu scratched his chin, somehow feeling a bit reminiscent, and said, "Hmm... I really don't have much advice to give you. It seems like you have only two paths to development: research or fleet building."

"Whichever path you choose is the road you must walk, and since it's your money anyway, whatever you plan to do, you'll bear the consequences."

"If you go bankrupt one day, we'll always be here waiting for you to come back."

"Old Lu also asked me to check on how you're doing lately, and he said the final payment has been transferred to your card."

"But the higher-ups have strictly forbidden him to engage with you in the same way again, claiming it tarnishes the company's reputation. Even with this Pirate Space Station, they won't allow it."

The boss's concern and Old Wu's words seemed to give Chen Ming a feeling that he had never experienced before.

It felt pretty good.

As for the matter of refurbishing and selling weapons, Chen Ming wasn't surprised.

He made a small profit of over forty million, and even if he couldn't do it anymore, he could accept it.

This kind of thing couldn't really be done for long, as the weapon's factory codes were fake and would eventually be discovered.

Cancelling it sooner saves future trouble.

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