Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 259

Outcast Omega-Pampered by the Alpha General

Chapter 259 Buying Everyone’s Junk

That question seemed to leave the mouths of several legion commanders at the same time.

Orion wanted to buy low-rank insectoid cores?

The Empire had fought insectoids for a century.

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If there was one thing every military force had in absurd quantities, it was low-level insectoid cores.

It was true that insectoid cores were important ingredients for high-grade mecha energy blocks.

But high-grade mechas needed high-grade cores.

Low-grade cores were difficult to extract, had a high processing threshold, and contained energy not mu better than energy stones.

So unless there was no alternative, low-grade energy blocks were usually made from energy stones.

The same applied to starships and motherships.

They used high-grade energy sources. No one bothered stuffing them full of low-level insectoid cores for poor output.

That was why huge amounts of C-rank and B-rank cores had piled up despite constant production.

Over time, the frontline legions considered them top-tier junk.

Too wasteful to throw away.

Too useless to consume.

And now Orion wanted to buy this junk.

Had he lost his mind?

But Orion’s recent actions had been too strange. General Marston, Admiral Harper Sloane, and the others could not guess what he was planning.

Some officers in the Seventh Legion got clever and offered Old Mr. Landry an outrageous price.

Old Mr. Landry blocked them on the spot.

Then he completed two trades with the bear-like warriors of the Fifth Legion.

“Originally, I was trying to be kind. I thought every legion was having a hard time, so we could buy a batch from each of you.”

During the video meeting with the various legions’ logistics departments, Old Mr. Landry sighed.

“But someone insisted on raising prices on the spot and forced this old man to support our bear friends’ business instead. What can I do? I am helpless.”

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“Exactly, exactly. That is exactly right.”

The logistics minister of the Fifth Legion nodded frantically.

Their bears were super honest.

More business, please.

The logistics departments of the Fourth and Sixth Legions did not know whether to laugh or cry.

A sale was a sale.

They were not losing money anyway.

Old Mr. Landry had good connections too. Many elites in the logistics departments of the different legio had once been his students, so the prices they offered were fair, even below market rate.

Before long, batch after batch of low-rank insectoid cores entered Moonfall.

Low-rank was low-rank.

But the quantity was terrifying.

While the low-rank cores were being secured, Dr. R was invited to Moonfall to help the Second and Third Legions coordinate construction of the hyperjump star gate and the connection of several orbital satellites.

Orion did not invite only Dr. R’s team.

He also extended offers to many White Tower research teams.

Dr. Thorne’s team was among them.

“Five teams, including Dr. R and Dr. Thorne, announced they are relocating to Moonfall? How is that possible?”

At a routine council meeting, many lawmakers were stunned.

These national-treasure scientists were devoted to research, upright to the point of stubbornness, and almost never leaned toward any faction.

Was Orion the only popular member of the Ashford family?

No.

All three generations of Ashfords were well liked.

But those scientists had still stayed obediently inside the White Tower for more than a hundred years without moving.

“What is strange about it? Orion is spending a fortune to build a hyperjump star gate. The satellites he is cutting into orbit include a habitable planet, a training wasteland, and a military-industrial planet…”

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At home, one lord sneered and spoke bluntly.

“Orion is building a military stronghold. He wants the Second and Third Legions to take root there completely.”

Was this marrying a Beta?

This was finding himself a living father.

No matter whether outsiders thought Orion had gone mad, or that King Orion had been seduced by his little fox spirit, the Second and Third Legions did not slow down for even half a step.

The only problem was that money truly did not last.

“Your Highness Prince Harold, we are almost out of money. Can you really not try a little harder?”

No one knew which bastard sent that anonymous message to Prince Harold.

It angered Harold so badly that, already in a foul mood after arguing with Helen, he failed to sleep the entire night.

Julian stayed out of all of it.

Orion’s birthday was almost here.

Julian’s whole mind was filled with mecha manufacturing.

So the night he returned t

Moonfall, he asked Orion for a team.

More accurately, he only wanted one team.

Orion gave him an entire vanguard regiment.

Caleb, an SS-rank Alpha, led it personally. Every member was an S-rank Alpha.

Their main traits were simple.

Hardworking. Durable. Fast. Accurate. Flexible-minded.

For some reason, though, every one of them stared with their mouths slightly open when they saw Julian holding the wolf cub.

Their calls of “Little Master” sounded especially awkward.

Sometimes, they even shrank their necks like they were afraid Julian might recognize them.

Julian did not understand.

Was he scary?

But none of that mattered.

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During the two or three days while the outside world shook over Orion’s moves, Julian divided the reginent into several material-gathering groups.

Group One crossed the Kvernight Flower Sea in Dawnless Puins, collecting mithril stardew drop by drop

from Rift Orchids.

Group Two dove into the high-pressure deep ocean of Mirrorflower Realm, searching the seabed for deep-blue pearlescence, a rare clay that looked like starry midnight.

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