EVE: Starting with a Space Station

It was already 8:30 in the evening when Shi Man woke up. He went online to collect the daily sign-in reward. Even if he didn't sell the things he signed in every month, it would be a considerable amount of ISK. Then he hurried to the kitchen, which he had never been to before.

In his previous life, he lived alone, and he couldn't afford the increasingly expensive takeout, so he practiced a good skill.

Although he can't cook Man Han Banquet or Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, he can still cook home-cooked dishes.

Thanks to the opening of the Omega Star Region Business Road, Aura has stockpiled a lot of basic supplies, so there is no shortage of ingredients in the kitchen.

"Commander, I'm back."

Mod returned to the base in a hurry, and knocked open the door of the kitchen at the smell, staring at the bone soup in the pressure cooker and drooling.

"You're just in time, Mod, go to the greenhouse next to my captain's room and pick some vegetables." Shi Man said and tasted the soup. The taste was just right, fresh enough!

"Okay!"

Smelling the smell, Mod swallowed his saliva and hurried to Shi Man's captain's room to eat earlier.

Shi Man saw that there was a greenhouse for green plants in the captain's room. He didn't want to do anything fancy, so he just changed it to a vegetable room temperature.

It's much better to look at and eat than those fancy green plants.

Half an hour later, all the people in New Eden gathered in the combat meeting room.

Because the angels' wandering disturbed them, they put the celebration party in the combat meeting room. Everyone had no objection to this, after all, there were so many things to pay attention to.

Simple four dishes and one soup, not many varieties, but full of portions, you can definitely eat enough, after all, there is a guy who doesn't even have a clone, it's a relief!

Shi Man stood up and poured red wine for everyone, then returned to his seat and poured himself a glass, toasting and saying, "Today is the day when Chelm Solan descends, so I'll take this opportunity to get everyone together. I won't introduce you one by one. I guess you are more familiar with each other than me. Just eat and drink."

Several people clinked their glasses and took a sip, and Aura, as a holographic projection, also used data to gather a glass full of red wine to clink glasses with everyone, which was not out of place.

After drinking three points of wine, everyone had nothing to talk about, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward. But Mod was eating so deliciously that he simply didn't want to speak.

Afterwards, Shi Man had to turn the topic to work

"Aura, what type of space station do you want to choose for the war fortresses of the four portal galaxies now?"

This war fortress is not just any space station. It requires strong defense capabilities and defensive firepower, not a refinery like Attano.

"Star City!" Aura answered without hesitation, "As long as the Star City is built in the portal galaxy, it can be the most important fortress on the front line now and in the future!"

Shi Man's face froze. My goodness, this Star City requires 2 trillion ISK to unlock. Is this something that a poor guy like him can think of now?

Then he said awkwardly: "This Star City requires too many materials. Even if I unlock it, we don't have the materials to build it, not to mention that we need four."

"No, it should be five Star Cities." Mod, who was eating with oil dripping from the corners of his mouth, continued, "We also need to build a Star City here, whether it is for the commander's safety or other needs, we need a Star City here."

At present, their base is just an ordinary iron wall. Although the infrastructure and weapons are complete, it is indeed not enough for the gradually expanding New Eden.

"Commander, I still suggest that we build a defensive fleet first. Compared with the immobile space station, the power of the fleet is the most important thing at present." Chelm Solan put down the tableware, picked up the face towel and wiped the corner of his mouth elegantly, "At present, the space station is just a garrison point for us. Any iron wall can meet the needs. The most important thing is to have enough fleets and warships. The future will be a cruel steel mill. It won't work without enough fleet power."

Chelm Solan is right. For now, warships are the main defensive force. Shi Man shouldn't ask such a stupid question.

But now resources are really in short supply!

"Ora, how many fleets can be built with the current resources?"

Ora's hand was transformed into a burst of data, and the data flowed through his eyes, and he quickly gave Shi Man the answer.

"At present, one Sodiyo is also being manufactured, and the materials for five Soul Revenant-class super aircraft carriers have been prepared in advance. The remaining materials can also be used to manufacture two fully staffed Sasha main fleets."

"What about the Mod's Regiment?"

Shi Man skillfully snatched a piece of pork ribs from Mod's hand with chopsticks, ignoring Mod's resentful eyes, and turned to look at Aura.

"Because the Mod's Regiment has already started preparations, the three main fleets of the Mod's Regiment have been fully deployed, and there is even a formation of warships in reserve, which is completely sufficient for the early combat needs."

Aura glanced at Mod. This guy came to him every day to cry poor. At that time, Shi Man had just ordered to fully establish the Mod's Regiment, so the Mod's Regiment had already been fully equipped.

"In general, even if all the current resources are consumed, there will only be six main fleets."

"Yes."

The four fleets of the Mod Corps and the two fleets of Sasha are far from enough to meet the defense needs of the four major star systems!

"Ora, step up your contact with the idiots of the Omega Union and seek resource assistance."

Shi Man grabbed a piece of ribs with his hands and bit them fiercely, as if they were the idiots of Omega.

If these guys hadn't been stupid enough to auction the angels, he wouldn't have been so anxious now.

"Yes." Then Ora said, "Commander, there is one more thing I need to remind you."

Shi Man used his eyes to force Mod to retreat, put the last piece of ribs into his mouth and said vaguely: "What is it?"

Ora re-projected the electronic invitation letter sent by the Omega Auction House.

"It's the Omega Auction in three days. Do you want to attend it?"

"Yes, why not!"

These guys are willing to hold such an auction at the cost of their lives. How can he miss it!

And he also plans to buy back those angels, well, rescue them.

Then he will send them back with the angels in the space station to improve the reputation of the angel civilization, which will increase the bargaining chips and be more conducive to the development of the plan.

"By the way, Commander, the auction house can also auction warships. Do you think you can bring a batch of warships there to exchange for some basic resources?"

Ola reminded him at the right time that in addition to various rare items and slaves in this interstellar auction, warships, weapons and equipment, technology and rare resources are the main objects of the auction!

"Okay, you choose the warships that can be sold, I will unlock the relevant technology, and you are responsible for the preparation."

"Yes."

Shi Man wiped his hands and skillfully took out a cigarette from Mod's coat pocket. Mod slightly bent the mechanical index finger to open it, and then a faint blue flame came out and lit it for him.

Auction, special auction items, and a large number of warships that he was going to auction.

Shi Man leaned back in his chair and blew out a smoke ring. Looking at the list of auction items, he suddenly smiled.

"Sizzle, it tastes a bit like that."