Gundam: From Piece to Player

With the increase in income, the new humans with strong brainwave abilities also realized that although combat pays more, it is always life-threatening, after all, the enhanced humans of the Earth Federation can be quite troublesome at times.

After the age of 30, the new humans with strong brainwave abilities no longer want to fight, and corporations become the place where they can continue to contribute their remaining energy.

Spurred by this behavior, Alphard Pharmaceuticals expanded rapidly. Instead of enacting antitrust laws, the New Federal State allowed it to acquire all pharmaceutical companies and now completely monopolizes the pharmaceutical supply market for nearly 50 billion people in the New Federal State.

In addition to the domestic market, Aier Pharmaceuticals has also targeted emerging markets overseas, circumventing trade restrictions by repackaging and re-exporting to begin sales.

By UC104, Alphard Pharmaceuticals was estimated to be generating 4000 billion hectares in profit annually in China, compared to 200 billion hectares in net profit for arms giant Buch Dynamics.

Selling medicine can make you much more money than selling weapons.

So while 19 billion seems like a lot, it's not all that... The two of them wouldn't think that this amount of money is not worth buying the lives of 1900 people.

"Fine, I'll talk to Ailu about it."

"Don't fight yet. What if you pay them but they don't hand over the player?"

"Let's send 1.9 million first and see their reaction."

Interrogation room in a prisoner-of-war town hundreds of millions of kilometers away.

"Ding! 1900000 has been deposited into your Finance Treasure account..."

Karma then heard the AI ​​tell her that a nine-figure transfer had been made to her overseas account.

The transfer order required that 190 people be sent back to neutral territory first, and then payments would continue depending on the situation.

Goodness gracious... Is the New Federation's finances really that good?

Almost two small goals were given to me without hesitation.

Chapter 378 Typhoon

In that case, let's return those ugly and unimportant prisoners first.

We'll pull the strings a bit more and collect some interest on the rest.

After all, I'm a person who keeps my word.

Although these are just numbers to Kalmar, who is financially independent, seeing and receiving changes in the numbers still stimulates the release of some strange hormones in her body.

"Hathaway, the New Federation really values ​​you guys. I once captured a group of Earth Federation (referring to the Earth Federation) expeditionary force prisoners, and back then the Earth Federation was stingy and refused to pay them."

Kalma said, "I eventually sent them back, covered all their food during that time, and provided them with all kinds of free medical care and free education. Even though I gave up countless resources, I didn't feel like I lost out at all. Do you know why?"

Hathaway lowered his head and remained silent, while Kalmar continued speaking.

"Because I made these lost sheep realize their value as human beings, and their value does not need to be given by others."

"Professor, are you an anarchist?"

"If I were in their shoes, would I have created a space alliance?"

"Then you are a communist."

"Don't talk nonsense. The country I hate the most is the Soviet Union, without exception."

"Feel sorry."

“I just want everyone to be their own god,” Kalmar said. “The government’s role is to provide a good society and living environment, food, medical care and housing, and the rest is up to the citizens to choose the jobs that create value.”

"One's own god?" Hathaway was deeply moved by this question.

Karma picked up the kettle and poured a cup of tea into the other person's cup.

"In your opinion, what kind of country is your new federation?"

"..."

Hathaway fell silent, deep in thought.

"It can't be that hard to answer, can it?"

"I feel that there is no significant difference between living in SIDE2 and other evaluations. I learned about them from TV advertisements and other people's words, which are quite subjective."

Hasavi lowered his voice, his confidence lacking.

Karma raised an eyebrow, realizing she had asked a foolish question...

Hathaway was the young master of the Eight States Group from childhood, and later moved to the New Federation where he became a new human and my general father.

In the original timeline, Brad was merely a mid-to-high-ranking colonel, and his mother relinquished her inheritance of eight states. Although he came from a respectable family, at least one could witness the hardships faced by ordinary people at the bottom of society on Earth and in the universe…

This timeline is definitely a privileged class in the universe; the children of officials are playing spy games.

"You really are a young master."

"Feel sorry."

Hathaway apologized for the second time.

"Although you are a spy, the fact that you have become a qualified candidate shows that you have a very resilient spirit. But would you be interested in becoming my bodyguard?"

"Guards."

"Of course, you can also choose to stay in the POW town with your captain friends and wait for the day when the ransom is fully returned. That way, you won't have to be a qualified candidate anymore, and you can go back to the New Federation and continue being your young master."

Looking at the legend before him, Hasavi was actually somewhat tempted to agree, but he was also afraid that the other party was just toying with him: "Aren't you worried that I might do something to you?"

"Then you can rest assured, I've undergone some modifications, you can't beat me."

If they're so powerful, is there any need for guards?

"It is my honor to serve you."

After much deliberation, Hathaway said that he had thoughts of atonement.

“Oh, and I should remind you again, if you get too close to me, your father will be very unhappy. He hates me,” Karma said.

"I'm not afraid."

Hathaway thought of his father, or rather, his resolve hardened.

In the Atlantic Ocean, a large military submarine is secured by a robotic arm, and the water in the dock is drained.

The flag hanging at the bow of the ship is a sword stuck in two X-shaped bones.

Submarine warships belonging to the [Death Vanguard] force of the New Federation.

The components are distributed and transported to Earth, where they are assembled.

This is the abandoned island port base of the Principality of Zeon... Now it has become one of the secret strongholds of the New Federation on Earth.

In addition to space colonies, infiltration of the Earth Federation is also underway simultaneously.

The new Federation must ensure that on the day the war for Earth unification begins again, the Earth Federation will have no secrets from the new Federation.

Villas on the island.

"I never expected Mr. Hauserley to come down from space."

"Would you believe me if I said I was avoiding blind dates arranged by my family?"

"Haha, you're really joking."

Opposite the intelligence officer at the new Federation base, a young man in a suit had one hand resting on the sofa, with curly blond hair and a handsome face.

It inevitably evokes images of the red comet from one's youth.

Hassely Rona, 24, is the eldest son of Mazia Rona. His brother-in-law went missing more than ten days ago, and his fate is unknown.

Hasselly said, "Miss Palaya, I would like to confirm with you one last time, is it confirmed that General Guggenheim will attend the annual military budget meeting on June 7th?"

Are you questioning the information I provided?

"We're just checking, please don't be angry," the intelligence officer reassured him.

Hassely glanced back and saw a woman in a long shirt and jeans with her arms crossed, surveying the ocean beyond the island.

The green hair almost matches the greenery outside the window... From a biological point of view, it is unlikely that Homo sapiens would have this hair color.

But judging from the hair texture, it doesn't seem like it was dyed.

Quess Palaya is their newly developed informant; her father was the previous Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Earth Federation.

He no longer holds a public office due to the cabinet change, but still has connections within the federal government.

To be honest, he didn't believe in persuading these privileged children of officials to work for them—even if they charged commissions for every piece of information they provided.

Then there must be another reason... that led the other side to take an anti-Earth Federation stance?

Hauser didn't think he could convince this older woman with his propaganda about the new humans. After actually getting to know her... the difference between his first impression and his current impression was too great.

"Miss Palaya, do you still have any valuable advice to offer us?"

"Let me make it clear first, this will cost extra."

"no problem."

“Guggenheim was frequently targeted for assassination, and he would arrange for a bodyguard team.”

"Oh, what's the structure of the guard team?"

"Guggenheim usually carries a squadron of MS, composed of enhanced humans. In the past, some people have tried to escape successfully, even if they have to pay a price to defeat the guard team."

"learn."

That's how we figured out the defensive setup.

"If there is a tropical storm surge to cover the enemy's flight before it arrives in Dakar, the success rate of directly attacking the military transport plane it is on is very high."

The other party added.

Could it be that the other person majored in meteorology at the University of Earth Environment?

Are you good at weather forecasting?

Hauser gestured to the intelligence officer with his eyes to quickly check the weather in Dakar for the next few days.

"That's right. There's a tropical storm surge forming on June 5th, and there's an 80% chance it will develop into a typhoon."

"What date is the meeting?"

"On June 7, the typhoon will pass over the ocean outside Dakar."

What a golden opportunity!