NOVEL NEXT Chapter 432: Chapter 432: Incoming Call
"Is that man still here?"
Even though the top structure of the Griffin base was still largely unrepaired, the monitoring system near the top had been repaired in advance.
Now, Kryuger could also stand in the operations command room and directly observe the situation at the top of the base.
However, when he saw that huge thing resembling a spaceship, which was still parked not far from the entrance of the Griffin base, he couldn't help but ask Helian with a headache.
"Not really. Renault asked me earlier if he could purchase some ammunition materials through Griffin's channels." Hearing Kryuger's question, Helian replied somewhat helplessly.
Originally, she thought that after completing this commission and receiving the payment, Renault would immediately leave. But she didn't expect this man to actually stay directly next to the Griffin base this time just to buy some materials to make ammunition.
"He said he wanted to buy ammunition. Why not go to IOP for that? They are now considered professional arms dealers. It's just ammunition for Doll use, and IOP wouldn't refuse Renault's business, considering there's no grudge between Renault and IOP.
And buying ammunition is one thing, but why bother to buy materials to manufacture ammunition?"
"Materials? Are you sure it's not the ammunition printing materials sold by IOP?"
IOP sells those to Griffin, all neatly packaged portable ammunition printing materials, convenient for Griffin to uniformly allocate ammunition. This was a new technology recently introduced by IOP.
"Yes." Helian nodded, looking at Kryuger, waiting for his decision.
Purchasing ammunition materials through Griffin's channels was not something she, as the agent, could decide.
Upon hearing Helian's confirmation, Kryuger frowned and pondered for a moment, but he didn't make Helian wait long. He nodded, "Alright, sell it to him, but there won't be any discounts on the price. After all, IOP sells it to us at a very high price."
"Understood, I'll contact IOP and arrange for the goods to be delivered."
Although Griffin no longer purchased ammunition materials from IOP, they used to buy them earlier. After all, purchasing raw materials for self-production was much cheaper than buying ammunition directly.
But the ammunition production lines at headquarters had not been used for a long time, and with the convenience of ammunition printing equipment, those old goods were simply shelved.
Before contacting the personnel at IOP, Helian also informed Renault of this news.
Upon receiving the message, Renault nodded in satisfaction.
This operation was quite satisfactory. The only regret was that this time's commission fee would probably be spent entirely. Apart from leaving some money for his Doll units as pocket money, there would only be some funds left for purchasing daily necessities.
Where did the remaining money come from and where did it go? Security contractors really had no money-making opportunities.
"Commander! Come taste the canned food we made! It's the result of many adjustments I made with NZ75!"
Renault shook his head, then CF05 and NZ75 ran into the workshop, each holding a can.
"Adjustments? Is adjustment necessary for making canned food? Hm? Orange canned food? When did you plant oranges in the vertical farm? Why didn't I know?"
Among the two cans, one was the common strawberry canned food, and the other was orange canned food, but Renault didn't remember planting oranges or any fruit in his vertical farm.
Although he did buy orange seeds before, because this thing was a tree, Renault was worried that its rapid growth would lead to insufficient space in the vertical farm, so he didn't plant it.
But now, it appears that CF05 and NZ75 had planted oranges?
"Well, this is a new place, and our ship is even larger than the original vertical farm. It's a waste to leave the spare space unused, so we planted some things that hadn't been planted before." CF05 scratched her head, somewhat embarrassed.
"Well, did the orange trees cause any trouble?" Renault was now a bit worried that the orange trees planted by CF05 and NZ75 would undergo some kind of magical change like the wheat.
"Of course not! We're not as reckless as Simonov! I carefully calculated the amount of fertilizer needed!"
As long as the crops were maintained to continuously produce various fruits without giving them enough energy to mutate, there shouldn't be any problem!
But the problem of increased crop production couldn't be avoided. Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't have to study ways to preserve these crops.
Renault also took the cans and fork from the two and tasted them. After trying them, he nodded, "Okay, any leftover fruits that can't be eaten should be made into canned food. By the way, did you two plant peaches?"
Although strawberry canned food and orange canned food were delicious, Renault always felt that something was missing without peach canned food.
"We did! We did! But peach canned food isn't difficult to make, so..."
All the trial peach canned food they made was eaten by the two of them, otherwise there would have been more than just these two cans.
"Alright, go back to work." Holding the cans, Renault waved his hand to the two.
"Okay!" Hearing Renault's words, the two ran off.
Not long after, the two ran into the ship's workshop, where Scarecrow was setting parameters on one of the devices to manufacture the cans used to hold the fruit.
"Scarecrow! We're done! The commander said we can go all out!" CF05 shouted loudly.
Hearing this, Scarecrow nodded directly. She commanded a few Ripper to move the raw materials over and starting the equipment.
Watching the excited CF05 and NZ75, Scarecrow shook her head. It felt necessary to pour cold water on them now, after all, everyone's tastes were different when it came to canned food.
Although she thought the taste CF05 and NZ75 had come up with was fine, she wasn't sure how many people really liked it. Maybe they wouldn't even be able to sell a single box in the end.
"Don't get too excited yet. After the canned food is made, whether it can be sold is still a question."
"Oh, right... But there shouldn't be any problem selling them. I'm very confident in the fruits grown in the vertical farm!" CF05 patted her chest confidently.
Beep beep—
"Hmm?"
Hearing this sound, all three people present looked at the machine that had just been started.
Is the machine having a problem?
Scarecrow also lowered her head curiously, looking at the control panel in front of it.
There were no problems with any of the parameters, and the production line was operating normally. What's wrong?
"Um... it seems to be your phone, scarecrow..."
After looking around, NZ75 immediately pointed to Scarecrow's pocket.
"Phone? Who's calling at this time..."