Chapter 470 The Tribe Needs Arms

Not mentioning the whispering Geermu and Senping, the old patriarch frowned and looked at Swain with his peripheral vision.

With the current strength of Tubutai, it is impossible to complete the transaction with Noxus.

Unless the other party is willing to help them improve their strength.

But they are neither affiliated nor surrendered, and are even open enemies.

In this case, how could Noxus help them.

Seeing that the old patriarch seemed to have guessed what he meant, Swain spoke again:

"Help is not free. For half of each transaction, you can exchange weapons produced by the empire at 90% of the market price."

"Weapons of the empire?" The old patriarch looked puzzled.

He didn't know what kind of weapons the empire had, and their Ionian weapons were not weak.

On the other side, Senping even had disdain on his face.

"Including aerospace battleships?" Geermu mentioned.

Hearing his words, Senping and the old patriarch also moved their eyes, and their contempt was gone.

Why didn't they think that aerospace battleships were also weapons.

After figuring this out, they turned to look at Swain with fiery eyes.

"No."

Swain's answer immediately extinguished the enthusiasm of the others.

But before they could show their disappointment, Swain continued:

"The aerospace battleship is the seat of the president of the parliament and the symbol of the empire. But if it is a lower-level sky battleship, the empire does not mind supplying it."

"Sky battleship?" The old patriarch asked immediately, "Please tell me in detail, Your Excellency the Grand Commander."

"That is the standard battleship of Senator Trifari, and its firepower is not lower than that of the aerospace battleship. But compared with the aerospace battleship, there is not much room for subsequent improvement." Swain said calmly.

"The sky battleship is enough, what else do we need to pay?" The old patriarch couldn't help but say.

They don't care about the subsequent upgrade space. As for the ability of the aerospace battleship to fly across regions and destroy Presidium with one shot, which force doesn't want it.

Even they couldn't imagine that Noxus didn't mind selling such a big killer to the enemy at all.

Only Germu had some guesses in his mind.

He had seen the battle video of Senator Trifali with his own eyes.

These warships were already invincible artifacts for them, but for those god-like beings, they might just be some larger toys.

Thinking of this, Germu couldn't help but secretly glanced at Swain with awe.

He still remembered the giant crow that Swain summoned.

"The price?" Swain raised his mouth slightly, "Each sky battleship costs at least 1 million Trifali gold coins, and the maintenance price in non-wartime also requires 3,000-10,000 gold coins per month."

"This is too high. No, we can't afford it." The old patriarch smiled bitterly.

This price, compared with the power of the aerospace battleship, is naturally not expensive.

But compared with the current situation of their Tubutai tribe, it is too different.

Even if the trade between the two sides is calculated 10 times in the future, plus those special needs, they can only receive less than 100,000 Trifali gold coins a month.

Without considering the cost, it would take a year to save enough, not to mention the high maintenance costs.

"What if it's an Imperial naval ship and Hextech guns?" Golmud asked.

Swain glanced at him calmly: "The Imperial naval ship ranges from 10,000 to 100,000, it depends on your needs. The Tubutai tribe is not near the sea, and does not need Imperial naval ships at all."

"As for Hextech guns, the cost from the original Z711 to the latest Z720 is different. If you can afford it, you can buy as many as you want."

"What about Hextech single-soldier combat weapons? I remember it was called W7?" Golmud asked.

He ignored the shocked faces of the old patriarch and Morihira next to him. For the sake of the tribe, some things must be finalized at the beginning.

Although Noxus is brutal, it is also very trustworthy.

Since there is no way to resist, the top priority is to earn more benefits for the tribe.

Swain didn't mind Germu knowing this at all, but explained very considerately:

"W7 is a hero-level individual weapon. Now the empire's latest W9 weapon is enough to give adults the destructive power comparable to the master level."

"However, I don't recommend you to buy W9 weapons at the beginning. You can buy 10 sets of W7 weapons for the same price, which is enough for you to arm more people."

"Your Excellency, we agree with the cooperation with you and the Meredith Chamber of Commerce in the general direction, but there are some details that need to be considered privately by the tribe. We have prepared a welcome banquet, and please don't come to your honor, Your Excellency, the Grand Commander."

Germu got the signal from the old patriarch and stood up with a natural smile.

After seeing Swain nod slightly to indicate his acquiescence, Germu was relieved:

"The characteristics of the Kuzan region are guaranteed to impress the adults. Shak, take Your Excellency, the Grand Commander to the banquet."

After shouting outside, Shak, who was waiting outside, ran in, saluted Swain in awe, and led Swain on the way with some restraint.

After Swain and his companions left, only the old patriarch, Morihei, and Germu were left in the huge reception room.

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"I basically know all the information Noxus has released." Golmud said seriously, "The price they offer is not low. Although it is far less than the market price in Noxus, after all, we are the place of production here, and they are buying in large quantities."

Modi came back before, not only with an impression, but also with a detailed record of what he saw and heard in Noxus.

Those weapons and equipment, as well as some basic common sense of the empire, all come from that record.

"What is W7?" The old patriarch was a little curious about this.

"W7 Hex single-soldier weapon, in short, is a killing weapon that can instantly turn an ordinary person into a warrior and a mage." Golmud said seriously.

"How can there be such a thing that goes against common sense? Can this thing be mass-produced?" Morihei couldn't help but say.

For an ordinary person to become an excellent warrior, it takes at least several years of hard training, not to mention a mage.

Could that single-soldier weapon directly transform an ordinary person?

"W7 is the basic weapon of the Meredith Chamber of Commerce guards. At least thousands of batches of production will not be a problem for Noxus. And as far as I know, the equipment of the Noxus army can only be stronger than this." Golmud sighed.

Seeing that Morihira was about to say something, Germu shook his head and gave a detailed introduction:

"Can you imagine? After wearing this set of weapons, ordinary people can burst out with speeds similar to mine, and the force of the swords in their hands is far beyond that of the Vastaya people who are gifted with strength, and their defense is like a hard heavy armor, which is difficult to break with ordinary swords. And... It is said that this set of weapons also has a combat assistance system."

"Combat assistance system? What is this?" Morihira muttered.

He looked at Germu's serious look, and couldn't help but believe it a little.

The main thing is that Swain agreed to sell it to them.

If what Germu said was false, it would definitely be a lie that could be exposed immediately and was meaningless.

"He can analyze the enemy's data and then give the best attack or evasion plan. As long as you are familiar with this system, you can fight perfectly." Germu replied.

"An emotionless killing machine." The old patriarch hit the nail on the head.

In his opinion, as long as ordinary people overcome their fears and have such equipment, they will definitely be extremely terrifying on the battlefield.

What's more, the person wearing such equipment is definitely not an ordinary person.

It was hard for him to imagine how strong those brutal Noxian soldiers were when they put them on.

Noxus had already shown its sincerity, and it seemed that there was no need for them to refuse. They just needed to get more benefits for the tribe.

In response to this, the old patriarch asked Morihei and Golmud to discuss a charter.

He himself got up and went to the banquet hall.

When guests come to visit, there is no reason for the host to be absent.