Chapter 107 Shackles
"Mr. Zuma, that blue planet still has resources that cannot be compared to the lunar colony. If you want the High Knights to go further, you must have a powerful ally to rely on."

While looking at the earth not far away, Li Ang said to Zuma: "You have a mass projector and a lunar colony, so you can achieve basic self-sufficiency."

"But you don't have a sufficiently complete industrial system, and even your food sources are quite scarce. You can't keep eating a bunch of tasteless organic matter willingly."

"Wouldn't it be more comfortable to live a life of drunkenness and dreaming in the Crystal Palace than to risk my life exploring the universe like an ascetic eating inedible organic food?"

Leon continued to hit Zuma's sore spots, and Zuma's face indeed became uglier and uglier, because he could not refute anything Leon said.

In fact, most of the High Knights' logistical resources are still firmly controlled by the ESA. If they want to eat something delicious, they can only go to the Crystal Palace.

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

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

The High Knight is also a human being. As long as one is a human being, he or she hopes to enjoy a good quality of life. This is the nature engraved in human genetic instincts and cannot be changed by human will.

Even if there is a strong person who can suppress his inner desires, there is no guarantee that others will do the same.

The ESA is slowly using its abundant resources to gradually erode and divide the High Knights' inner circle. When the High Knights completely let down their guard, they will take back everything they have lost!
As the leader of the High Knights, Zuma was well aware that the High Knights were facing sugar-coated bombs from the Europeans, but he was still helpless.

Technology may advance, 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 a situation of low efficiency in resource transportation and difficult logistical support, and they could only barely be self-sufficient.

But no matter what, they will firmly defend the first line of defense for mankind's exploration of the universe. As long as the High Knights are still here, there will always be a day when mankind will start space travel!
Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer High Knights who hold such a pure ideal. Many of the younger generation of High Knights are yearning for and admiring European culture, luxurious entertainment, and tempting food.

They were tired of staying in the lunar colony and the boring research life day after day, and going to the Crystal Palace was what they really wanted to do.

Now Zuma can only guarantee that while he is alive, the High Knights will still develop a lunar colony, but he cannot guarantee what the fate of the High Knights will be in the future.

"Mr. Leon, I tell you the truth. The High Knights can only use the mass projector to protect themselves. If we want to raid the Crystal Palace, we will not be able to do it at all."

"And your LA company can't possibly do that."

Zuma guessed that Leon was planning to win him over and cooperate with LA's special forces 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 Crystal Palace was not without special forces stationed there.

ESA has stationed in the Crystal Palace a team of the finest lone wolves in the entire human race. They are called the "Twelve Angels" and they have full body prosthetic devices, and their fighting power is like an army of one man!
The reason why the High Knights failed to capture the Crystal Palace during the uprising was that they were forced back by the twelve lone wolves of the angels. Zuma still remembers that battle.

"If we want to take down the Crystal Palace, we have to use space-based weapons. But you also know that a shattered Crystal Palace has no value, and doing so will lead to the destruction of the High Knights!" "As for sending a lone wolf elite team to raid the Crystal Palace, ha ha ha, do you know what kind of cyber monsters the Twelve Angels are? Even Morgan Blackhand would have to surrender!"

Zouma said this in the hope that Li Ang would give up and stop thinking about attacking the quality projector, let alone Crystal Palace.

Because there is no hope at all!
"Zuma, thank you for telling me so much truth, but I didn't ask you to come here for the mass projector, let alone to attack the Crystal Palace."

Li Ang smiled and said.

This is his habit when negotiating with others. He first tries to elicit the other party's real needs, and then uses the resources at hand to make exchanges.

Anyway, his resources can be said to be almost unlimited. In the end, the one that makes money will definitely be Li Ang’s LA company!

What's more, Li Ang's goal has never been to become 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 corporate forces, that is the moment for Leon to achieve dictatorial monopoly!
"Then why are you here?" Zuma frowned slightly, feeling confused.

"Let the ornithopter out."

Leon did not rush to answer Zuma, but first issued instructions to Pila, who was in charge of the ornithopter, through a micro-communication device.

Immediately, Pyrrha activated the switch device and released the AI-controlled bio-ornithopter.

A flying vehicle as agile as a dragonfly immediately appeared outside the window of the box where Leon was and began flight maneuvers.

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 uttered bursts of exclamations.

"What kind of aircraft is this?"

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

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

"Is this LA's new hovercraft? No, I've seen your hovercraft. It flies just fine on Earth, but it's as slow as a snail in space."

Of course, there is some exaggeration in what Zuma said. After all, hovercraft can be used in a space environment, but its disadvantage is that it moves too slowly and consumes a lot of fuel.

Whether using oil, methanol 2, or helium 3 mined from the moon, it would be a bit too much of a stretch.

"This is our company's dragonfly-shaped flapping-wing aircraft, which can achieve flight and transportation missions in multiple scenarios. Whether in space or on Earth, it can fly lightly and at high speed."

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

(End of this chapter)