Chapter 107 Shackles

"Mr. Zuma, that blue planet still has resources that the lunar colony cannot compare to. If you want the High Knights to go further, you must rely on a powerful ally."

Leon looked at the earth not far away and said to Zuma: "You have mass projectors and lunar colonies, which can achieve basic self-sufficiency."

"But you don't have a sufficiently complete industrial system, and even the food source is quite scarce. You can't always be willing to eat a lump of tasteless organic paste."

"Compared to eating hard-to-swallow organic food like an ascetic and risking your life to explore the universe, isn't it more comfortable to live a life of drunkenness and dreams in the Crystal Palace?"

Leon continued to hit Zuma's pain points, and Zuma's face did become more and more ugly, because he couldn't refute everything Leon said.

In fact, most of the High Knights' logistical resources are still firmly controlled by the European Space Agency. If they want to eat some tasty food, they can only go to the Crystal Palace to consume.

Resource transportation, logistical expenses, all of which are hidden high costs. Without the help of the European Space Agency, the High Knights can only live a primitive life in the colonies.

There is no entertainment, no food, and no good place to satisfy desires.

High Knights are also human beings. As long as they are individuals, they hope to enjoy a good quality of life. This is the nature engraved in the human gene instinct and cannot be changed by human will.

Even if there are really strong people who can suppress their inner desires, it is difficult to guarantee that others will do so.

And the European Space Agency is slowly using the rich resources to gradually erode and divide the High Knights. When the High Knights completely relax their vigilance, they will regain everything they have lost!

As the leader of the High Knights, Zuma knows very well that the High Knights are facing the sugar-coated bombs of the Europeans, but he is still helpless about it.

Technology can progress, but human nature will never change.

"Mr. Leon, you are right."

Zuma stopped pretending and confronted Leon directly, saying that the High Knights were facing the situation of low efficiency in resource transportation and difficult logistics support, and they could only barely be self-sufficient.

But no matter what, they will firmly defend the first line of defense for human exploration of the universe. As long as the High Knights are still there, there will always be a day when humans will start space travel!

Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer High Knights who hold such pure ideals. Many young High Knights are yearning for and worshipping European culture, luxurious entertainment, and tempting food.

They are tired of staying in the lunar colony and the boring research life day after day. Going to the Crystal Palace is their real yearning.

Now Zuma can only guarantee that when he is still alive, the High Knights will still develop the lunar colony, but he dare not guarantee what the High Knights will end up like in the future.

"Mr. Leon, I'll tell you the truth. The High Knights can only barely protect themselves with mass projectors. If we want to raid the Crystal Palace, we can't do it at all."

"And your LA company can't do it either."

Zuma guessed that Leon was planning to win him over and cooperate with the special forces of LA company to attack the Crystal Palace and take control of this large space station.

Thereby realizing the strategic layout of LA company in space.

But Zuma, who had tried it once, had long been discouraged by this approach, because the Crystal Palace was not without special forces stationed.

The European Space Agency has stationed the top lone wolf team in the Crystal Palace. They are called "Twelve Angels". They have full body prosthetic devices and their combat power can be called a one-man army!

The reason why the High Knights failed to take down the Crystal Palace during the uprising was that they were forcibly beaten back by the twelve angel lone wolves. Zuma still remembers that battle.

"If you want to take down the Crystal Palace, you have to use space-based weapons, but you also know that the broken Crystal Palace has no value, and doing so will also lead to the destruction of the High Knights!"

"As for sending a lone wolf elite team to raid the Crystal Palace, hehe, do you know what kind of cyber monsters the Twelve Angels are? Even if Morgan Blackhand comes, he will have to surrender!"

Zuma said this because he hoped that Leon would give up and stop thinking about the mass projector, let alone the Crystal Palace.

Because none of them worked!

"Zuma, thank you for telling me so many truths, but I didn't ask you to come here for the mass projector, let alone to attack the Crystal Palace."

Leon smiled and said.

This is his habit of negotiating with people. First, he would find a way to draw out the other party's real needs, and then use the resources in his hands to exchange.

Anyway, his resources can be said to be almost unlimited. In the end, Leon's LA company will definitely make money!

Moreover, Leon's goal has never been to be an enemy of a certain company, but to become an ally of interests that all companies cannot give up.

When the interests of LA Company tightly bind all the giant companies, it is the moment for Leon to achieve dictatorial monopoly!

"Then why are you here?" Zuma frowned slightly, feeling puzzled.

"Release the flapping-wing machine."

Leon did not rush to answer Zuma, but first issued an order to Pila, who was in charge of the flapping-wing machine, through the micro-communication device.

Immediately, Pila activated the switch device and released the biological flapping-wing machine controlled by AI.

A flying machine as flexible as a dragonfly immediately appeared outside the window of the box where Leon was, and began to practice flying.

The travelers who were watching the beauty of the universe in the Crystal Palace also discovered the whereabouts of the flapping-wing aircraft, and they all exclaimed in amazement.

"What kind of aircraft is this?"

Zuma stared blankly at the flapping-wing aircraft outside the window. The high knights were basically professional engineers. The moment he saw the flapping-wing aircraft, he subconsciously analyzed the body structure of the flapping-wing aircraft in his mind.

But no matter which angle Zuma thought about it, he couldn't guess how this thing could achieve such a flexible flying state.

"Is this the new type of airship of LA company? No, I have seen your airship. It can barely fly on the earth, but it is as slow as a snail in space."

Zuma's words are of course exaggerated. After all, the airship can still be used in the space environment, but the disadvantage is that the speed is too slow and it consumes a lot of fuel.

Whether it is using oil, alcohol 2, or helium 3 mined from the moon, it is a bit too much.

"This is our company's dragonfly-shaped flapping-wing aircraft, which can realize flight and transportation tasks in multiple scenarios. Whether in space or on the earth, it can achieve light and high-speed flight."

As Li Ang finished speaking, the flapping-wing aircraft outside the Crystal Palace had outlined the big words "LA Company" in space through its flying posture and the colored gas dye it sprinkled.