On the journey back, Feng Mo and Chu Yun-jian shared laughter and teasing, with Feng Mo taking full advantage of the situation to flirt. By the time they arrived at Starport One, Chu Yun-jian's face was still flushed with embarrassment as she stepped off the hovercar.
At Starport One, Feng Mo gently pulled Chu Yun-jian into his arms, whispering softly, "Yun-jian, wait for me. Storm Star System is only the beginning. One day, I'll carve out a vast territory, claim a kingdom, and lead a fleet to the Chu family to propose. What do you say?"
"Hmph, by then, who knows how many women you'll be proposing to? But you must promise me one thing: when you do establish your kingdom, I, Chu Yun-jian, must be your queen. All the other women can only be concubines," she demanded, blushing deeply, while her small hands pinched his waist playfully.
"Alright, my queen, you have my word," Feng Mo replied. That was a promise he could keep. As for Ai Er, she was destined to be his Grand General, born for the battlefield and never suited to a quiet life in the rear.
In the interstellar age, monogamy was a concept that only applied to the weak. The powerful, regardless of gender, had the privilege of multiple partners. The so-called equality movements mostly served to keep the masses entertained and distracted. After a tender goodbye, and with Feng Mo making numerous promises to ease Chu Yun-jian's reluctance, he turned and boarded Storm, the flagship. Composing himself, he issued orders from the captain's chair: "Hua Qin, send this raw material list to the Chen family of Snow Eagle. Make sure they expedite the shipment."
"Yes, sir!" Hua Qin responded efficiently.
Feng Mo then initiated a video call with Ai Er. When she appeared on the screen, she was inspecting the fleet, her demeanor strictly professional.
"How did the negotiations with Demon Star System go, Ai Er?" he inquired.
"Commander," Ai Er replied formally, "the deal has been finalized. The first batch consists of ten billion slaves: ninety percent are humans or humanoid species, and ten percent are other races. A deposit of one million star coins has been paid, and the full delivery is scheduled for one year from now. The value of this batch is estimated to be nearly two billion star coins."
Feng Mo was astonished. The profit margin was enormous. Ten billion slaves valued at two billion meant each slave cost only a fraction of a star coin. If sold properly, the return on investment could be five times higher, though only if he found the right buyers. Standard slaves were cheap, but rare and talented slaves fetched premium prices.
"Two billion star coins? What a fortune. Thankfully, I never planned to spend any of it. Consider it interest for all the suffering my Ai Er has endured over the years," Feng Mo teased.
Ai Er's face flushed ever so slightly, and after exchanging a few more formal words, she quickly ended the call. Behind her, the Mero sisters, Laila and Lacey, giggled at her embarrassment.
Leaning back in his chair, Feng Mo activated the Emberfire system interface.
Temporary Mission 1: Collect enough dark matter and dark energy crystals from the White Hole to construct a Tier-4 warship. (Completed) Reward: Tier-3 Perfect Gene Serum.
Claim your reward?
Feng Mo mentally confirmed.
Reward claimed: Tier-3 Perfect Gene Serum recipe acquired.
With the recipe in hand, Feng Mo forwarded it to the Elf Queen, adding a note to request assistance from the Federation's top pharmaceutical suppliers to rush the delivery of the necessary ingredients to Storm Prime. Given the elves' affinity with nature, the Elf Queen was uniquely skilled in discerning the finest medicinal materials, and Feng Mo trusted her completely.
The preparation of the serum would require the Elf Queen's expertise, so he invited her to accompany the shipment to the base. Feng Mo had always had great self-control in the past, but ever since experiencing intimacy, his desires had grown insatiable. The mental strain of constant danger and battle needed to be relieved, and spending time with Ai Er was the only way he could truly relax.
When Storm finally docked at the Starport, Ai Er, the Elf Queen, and the Mero sisters, Laila and Lacey, were there to greet him. Two elf attendants carrying silver cases stood behind the Elf Queen, likely containing the precious medicinal materials. Feng Mo, under the watchful eyes of his crew, maintained his composure and refrained from any public displays of affection.
Back at the base, Feng Mo intended to retreat to his quarters, but Ai Er summoned him to the office, where he found the Laila-Lacey twins waiting. They had just returned with the Explorer Fleet for resupply.
After a warm embrace with Ai Er, the twins saluted Feng Mo and said, "Commander, the Explorer Fleet has returned to Storm Prime for resupply. Awaiting your orders."
"You've done an excellent job over the past six months," Feng Mo praised. "You've discovered valuable new resource planets, expanding our domain from forty-seven to fifty-four. Keep up the good work. Finish surveying the Storm Star System, and once that's done, we'll scale up the fleet for even bigger missions. Great rewards are in store."
His words motivated the twins, who left the office energized and eager for their next mission. As soon as they were gone, Feng Mo picked Ai Er up, carried her out of the office, and headed straight to their private quarters. The five days they'd spent apart felt like an eternity. In the privacy of their room, their reunion was passionate and unrestrained, with Ai Er's provocations fueling the flames. (Imagine the details as you wish.)
The next morning.
Refreshed and invigorated, Feng Mo rose, dressed in his combat uniform with Ai Er's help, and made his way to the lab. The Elf Queen had been waiting there, ready to assist.
Upon entering, Feng Mo handed the recipe for the Tier-3 Perfect Gene Serum to Kylan, the Elf Queen, and said, "This serum is tailored to my genetic structure. Once you've crafted it, analyze the formula to see if there's anything you can adapt to improve the gene serums for our troops."
"Understood, Commander," Kylan replied.
The serum's preparation was complex. Every step, from selecting the medicinal materials to extracting their essences, filtering impurities, and compressing the final product, required absolute precision. Watching Kylan work was mesmerizing, her movements graceful and refined.
Over two hours later, the serum, a luminous blue liquid, was carefully poured into a glass vial. The Tier-3 Perfect Gene Serum was complete, a product of painstaking labor and unwavering focus.
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