Super Spender

Chapter 834: Chapter 828: Comparison Leads to Discarding (4)_1

“I want to purchase a portion of first-class battleships, just the standard ones in the Federation will do. I also need a large number of first-class transport ships, second-class transport ships, and civilian merchant ships,” Finn Lewis said straightforwardly after some thought.

“What specific quantity?” Oswald Wren, knowing very well about the prince’s financial power, asked in astonishment. If Finn Lewis himself described it as a large number, it surely meant it wasn’t small.

“For the price of first-class battleships, I’m not sure about your cost, but I’ll give you 100 million star credits each. I need a hundred of them. Additionally, I need a hundred first-class transport ships, a hundred second-class transport ships, and between three hundred to five hundred third to fifth-class transport ships and reconnaissance ships. I’ll give you the specifics in a bit. Also, I need about two hundred civilian merchant ships,” Finn Lewis stated the numbers he needed outright.

As Finn Lewis spoke, both Oswald Wren and Nora Rhodes had looks of utter amazement on their faces. Wren, with an odd expression, asked Finn Lewis, “Are you planning to start a world war or what?” @@novelbin@@

“Not quite, but I’m someone who lacks a sense of security. I won’t bother you with the specifics for the price of these warships. Let’s say this, I’ll give you 2500 billion star credits,” Finn Lewis offered a very high amount. Although he hadn’t done the specific calculations, he was confident that the number was more than enough.

More than enough indeed. Oswald Wren was rendered speechless. The main business of the Wren Family was the production of various ships and warships, so as a direct heir, he was well aware of the cost and selling price of their products.

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While Finn Lewis spoke, Wren had already roughly calculated in his mind. Even though the number given by Finn Lewis was staggering, the production cost of all these ships wouldn’t exceed 1300 billion star credits; Finn Lewis had doubled the figure.

At that moment, Wren suddenly understood the sentiments of others in the school. Damn, who could refuse such a rich patron? No wonder so many were seeking to do business with Finn Lewis. Who wouldn’t want to engage in business this way?

Even he couldn’t help but take a deep breath at the price Finn Lewis mentioned. The amount was terrifying. What puzzled Wren even more was what Finn Lewis intended to do with so many warships. With such a fleet, it wouldn’t just be Finn Lewis’s minor and pitiful family lands that would be affected. Once all these ships were produced for him, his military strength would shoot up to the first in the entire Federation.

Absolute first, without a doubt, even if the Oversight Bureau was included. Indeed, Wren wanted to ask Finn Lewis, “Can you afford to maintain so many warships?” The daily maintenance costs and consumption of a starship were about one-thousandth of the construction cost.

In other words, in roughly three years, just the warship maintenance costs would amount to the construction of a new warship. Mind you, that’s just maintenance costs, not including the entire consumption. You should know that the space fighters, mechs, etc., carried by the warships would have their own separate costs in combat.

Of course, if no large-scale wars were fought, the costs would be roughly that one-thousandth per day. But in a large-scale war, this number would rapidly increase depending on the scale of the war.

Therefore, Wren really wanted to ask, “Can you afford it?” The production costs of these warships, added to those purchased previously, might total 1500 billion, meaning a daily cost of 1.5 billion star credits. Such a terrifying expenditure was not something just anyone could afford.

“I have no objections to that price, but with so many warships, forgive my frankness, Your Highness, the entire Galactic Federation is quite safe. Buying so many warships may look good, but their consumption is frightening. I think if Your Highness has the economic power, you might consider expanding your territory and developing its economy instead, which would be better for increasing your power more quickly,” Oswald Wren still couldn’t help but ask.

“Heh, the only thing I’m lacking now is everything but money. I’m so poor all I have left is money,” Finn Lewis said with a faint smile.

Oswald Wren almost spat out his water onto Finn Lewis’s face. How shameless; even the wealthiest of the royal family members wouldn’t dare claim to be so poor all they had left was money.

“Well, if that’s how you put it, I won’t refuse business that comes my way. Forget 2500 billion, I’ll give you a discount, 2000 billion star credits. But let’s get this straight: our family does not have these warships in stock. However, we can produce them for you. With such a large quantity, even if we go into full production, it will likely take about a year. So you can specify which warships you need the most urgently,” Oswald Wren said, a bit speechless, but he felt it was inappropriate to take such a huge advantage of Finn Lewis, so he ended up giving him a discount.

Finn Lewis smiled, not commenting, but cheerfully said, “Give me your Star Bank account number.”

Oswald Wren nodded without hesitation, starting to understand Finn Lewis’s style. Always paying upfront, even without signing a contract, so he too was decisive. He wanted to see if Finn Lewis could still be so straightforward when spending such a massive sum—truly showing the essence of extravagant wealth.

“Then I shall take my leave,” Finn Lewis said with a smile as he stood up.

“Welcome to visit again,” Oswald Wren said with a slight smile. Although he had previously looked down on this man, money was being offered, and such people were impossible for anyone to refuse. Of course, his current thought was that instead of letting this bastard squander his wealth elsewhere, it would be better to just take the money and let him help develop the Wren Family.

As Finn Lewis walked towards the door, he waved his hand backward without a word. When he reached the door, the voice of Oswald Wren’s personal intelligence device rang out, “Your Highness, your bank account has received a transfer, as well as a message from His Highness Finn Lewis. He says he likes your discount.”

“Tsk, I knew it; so he isn’t that much of a prodigal, is he?” Oswald Wren immediately pursed his lips and said with feigned arrogance. Nora Rhodes, standing by, couldn’t help but giggle and asked, “How much did he transfer?”

“3000 billion star credits, Your Highness,” Oswald Wren’s personal intelligence device responded. And just as Wren was full of arrogance, convinced he had seen through Finn Lewis’s nature, his entire facial expression froze, while Nora Rhodes’s mouth gaped open in shock.