Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 67 67 Sinners

When Tang Mo saw the talker at the Silver Fox Tavern, he was startled by his appearance.

If it was an accident that Tang Mo came to this world, then it was even more surprising when he saw the "silver fox" in front of him.

The other person is a gray-haired old man, an old man with a beard, a head full of white hair, a long beard, and a face full of wrinkles.

 He was hunched over, leaning on an ordinary-looking cane, and followed behind him was a strong man. Weiss told Tang Mo that the strong man was the guy called the bartender.

 Because of his thinness and hunchback, this old man looks about the same height as Matthews, but the two old men give people completely different feelings.

 Dwarf Matthews is strong. Although he is short, he looks very stocky when viewed from the side. The old man in front of him gave people the purest and most direct feeling of thinness, the kind of thinness of a dying man.

 There is actually nothing special about an old man. What is special is that this old man is exactly the same as Tang Mo, with a pair of dark eyes—a person just like him.

He saw the surprise in Tang Mo's eyes, and with a smile on his face, he said, "I never expected that Tang Qi's child would grow so big in the blink of an eye."

The man who looked like a bodyguard standing next to him helped him and walked to Tang Mo. The old man looked Tang Mo up and down.

"What? I'm curious? I'm curious how a criminal could be here and become the talker of the Silver Fox Tavern?" The old man asked a topic that Tang Mo was interested in, but did not give an explanation.

The old man just pointed at the factory building behind Tang Mo and said, "Won't you invite me to sit inside?"

 Tang Mo saw another "Chinese" in this world for the first time, so it took a lot of effort to readjust his emotions.

 He smiled, made a gesture of invitation, and replied with a smile: "Of course, please come in! I haven't asked for the old gentleman's name yet."

"Hahaha! The old man's name is Leo." The old man with gray hair and a beard said with a smile: "He is also a criminal with no ability. He opened a tavern in Bunas."

Tang Mo actually already knew that the sea that Bunas was leaning on was named the Endless Sea. Naturally, there were many countries on the other side of this sea.

 The so-called sinners are the sinners exiled from an ancient country on the other side of the Endless Sea.

These criminals committed crimes in that country, so they were exiled and became homeless.

Most of the criminals are directly exiled on the island and left to fend for themselves, so many refugees will try their best to escape from the island and live in exile in other countries.

The mortality rate of criminals is extremely high, and more than 90% of criminals will die of hunger and cold. Only a few people will survive the escape and live in other places, such as the Kingdom of Wright.

In this world, only the names of criminals are familiar to Tang Mo, and in a country like the Kingdom of Wright, this kind of name is actually not that strange.

  After all, there are dwarves here, as well as elves or orcs who occasionally pass through. No matter how strange their names, surnames and even looks are, they will not attract too much attention.

"Mr. Leo came to see me, what's the matter?" After Tang Mo was initially surprised, he began to prepare to regain the initiative in the meeting. He didn't want to be led by an old man and end up giving up the initiative of cooperation.

The old man named Leo had a smile on his face. He looked at the noisy factory not far away and said with emotion, "Tang Qi's workshop can develop so big in your hands. It's really... amazing." good."

"Um...you're not here for a visit, are you?" Tang Mo led the way and invited the two people into his office.

This place has obviously been carefully tidied up. The messy drawings on Tang Mo's table have been sorted and put away. Now there are only some Aunt Trish's specialty dishes on the table.

Two bottles of ale just bought were standing on the table, which fully showed that the standard of this dinner was not too high.

 Obviously, Leo, who followed Tang Mo into the room, didn't mind Tang Mo's not-so-thoughtful reception.

 He ​​smiled, waved his hand, and said to Tang Mo: "Of course not, I'm here to cooperate. I think you, a young man, are very interesting. At least what you do makes me feel very good."

“Since it’s cooperation, how can the old gentleman think we can cooperate?” Tang Mo walked back to his chair, sat down on it, and assumed a comfortable posture.

Just now, before going out to greet the old man and his party, he inspected his factory and was so busy that he almost forgot about the dinner.

 A brand new workshop was put into use, and hundreds of workers started working in the new workshop. Tang Mo's factory has now begun mass production of paper-cased custom-loaded ammunition, so Beiling doesn't need to worry about the ammunition supply for the time being.

"You can give me a sum of money every month, and I will provide you with a lot of... the news you want. No matter what kind of news you are interested in." Old Man Leo pointed at himself and said.

The bartender beside him helped him pull out his chair, and then stood behind Old Man Leo. Tang Mo seems to be developing rapidly now, but in fact he is now so poor that he can wear pants-even if Beiling is very satisfied with his steam engine equipment, what he can get in a short time will probably only be produced in Beiling of various objects.

Part of it is grain, which Beiling has hoarded, and the price has been deliberately kept low; the other part is the ore mined by Beiling, and the quantity will be increasing!

 It’s a pity that although these two things are valuable, they are really not gold coins that everyone likes.

So Tang Mo could only forget about gold coins for the time being, and changed the subject and said, "It sounds very good, but, old man...do you just want to do business here? In fact, if so, you don't have to come in person at all. If I want to buy any news, I just need to ask Wes to go to your tavern and pay for the news.”

  Talking about business, this is an area he is very good at. Anyway, it’s just nonsense. If you find a way to fool the other party into your own rhythm, you will win, right?

"You're right. The reason why I came here in person is not just to bring in a business. You know, news is really valuable in the hands of people who know the importance of the news. I'm here to confirm that you are He's not such a person..." The old gentleman remained calm and explained to Tang Mo.

Tang Mo saw that the other party had temporarily forgotten about the gold coin transaction, and he immediately nodded his head and said, "Actually, I attach great importance to all kinds of news."

He pointed at himself and boasted like a queen: "It's just that I am a businessman, an honest businessman who produces and sells products, and I don't have much energy to take into account some very important news."

“Then, let us provide you with this service, as long as you can afford the corresponding price.” Leo brought the topic back to price again.

 There is no other way. Although he has other considerations, his professional habits make him care more about profits.

Tang Mo was righteous and awe-inspiring, as if he had abundant funds: "I said, this is a good proposal. As long as the remuneration is appropriate, I have no problem."

“So, how much do you plan to pay?” After hearing what Tang Mo said, Leo immediately asked happily.

Hearing Leo's question, Tang Mo immediately started his performance: "Actually, the reward can be divided into many aspects, right? If it can be paid without gold coins, maybe it will be good for you and me."

"We don't lack anything..." Leo frowned. He didn't know what Tang Mo wanted to pay for.

"Don't be so sure. What I can provide may allow you to get twice the result with half the effort many times." Tang Mo boasted.

 In fact, he still has many things in his hands that intelligence organizations particularly like: telegraph machines are one of them!

Tang Mo is currently working on his own power generation system. As long as this system is completed, he can light up the technology tree in many directions.

 On the one hand, it is electroplating and other technologies, and on the other hand, it is the corresponding electromagnetic wave application. Because the blueprints and technology were perfect here in Tang Mo, he was able to quickly produce radio-related equipment.

With this kind of thing, the transmission speed of information will be increased tens of millions of times. When information becomes timely, it becomes more valuable.

It's a pity that Tang Mo's telegraph machine is still in the supercomputer database in his mind. He hasn't even made a light bulb. Of course, there is still some distance to go before he can reach the wireless telegraph machine.

So, Tang Mo had no way to fool Leo in front of him with something like a telegram. He could only think of other ways.

With lightning speed, Tang Mo himself had come up with telegraph bugs, C4 explosives and a lot of other messy things, but he couldn't get any of these things out now.

He can't just take a few PPT sheets and start boldly imagining the future like an insurance salesman, right?

 Across the table, the old Mr. Leo was not very interested in Tang Mo’s thoughts, but he politely said, “Oh?”

"As you know, we are producing new weapons, weapons that are better than those provided by the Cyric Consortium." Tang Mo was about to take out the revolver, which was also the "key product" he was holding in his hand now. .

However, Leo lacked interest: "Although we sometimes need weapons, most of the time, we are actually just gathering information, and we don't need so many weapons..."

 “What about the food?” Tang Mo asked again.

"What do we need food for? Give food to those eyes and ears?" Leo frowned.

"I also have salt, a backpack made of leather...even pots and pans, kitchen knives...a shovel and a bayonet..." Tang Mo recited the list of his group's products in one breath.

Leo's expression also became very exciting: "Are you kidding me? What do you think I need these things for? Should I give them to my subordinates as welfare?"

Tang Mo pretended to be shocked and asked, "What's wrong with this? Isn't it something you should consider to improve employees' benefits?"

 (End of this chapter)