Chapter 46: Sis, Short on Money? I Have a Big Plan
"I don't have money."
Although she didn't know why Nanamo asked this question, Amphelite still gave her an answer.
For a Lunarian, money wasn't even a necessity for life.
Money exists as a general equivalent for commodity exchange. The prerequisite for using money is interacting with others.
But the situation of Lunarians wasn't suitable for interacting with others. They spent most of their time far away from crowds. There were plenty of islands on the sea.
Lunarians were natural masters of fire, so survival was manageable. The clothes on Amphelite were made by herself using animal skins and feathers.
Sometimes, she would also seize supplies from bounty hunters, pirates, Marines, or CP agents who chased them.
Money was basically useless.
"No money is good... No, I mean, I have a big business deal. Are you interested? Guaranteed to make big money without you having to do anything."
"I have no interest in money..."
"What?!"
Nanamo stopped abruptly, then came right up to Amphelite. She couldn't quite understand how someone could have zero interest in money.
But on second thought, they had just met, and the other person didn't even know her name yet, so this was normal.
Compared to someone not being interested in money, she believed it was more likely that Amphelite didn't trust her enough.
"Forgot to mention, I'm Nanamo, Papa's only daughter. Papa said you've joined us, so we are comrades from now on. Comrades you can trust."
"Comrades... huh..."
The word "comrades" felt distant to Amphelite. Since her kinsmen died, she hadn't heard this word for a long time.
"That's right. Comrades who will never abandon each other. I'll take you to the infirmary to rest first. According to the old rules, there will be a welcome party. I'll introduce you to the others then."
"Thanks. But... I want to ask about your mother."
"My mom? Oh, she and Papa haven't had anything to do with each other for a long time. Don't worry about that. Even if you want to be my stepmom, I have no objections. But... how old are you this year?"
Nanamo didn't care much about this matter. Honestly, Charlotte Linlin's gaze often made Nanamo feel uncomfortable.
Although Linlin treated her well, that utilitarian feeling couldn't be hidden.
As for Amphelite...
Although Nanamo thought Hermes was making a fuss over nothing, Hermes actually had a very accurate eye for people. Connecting his earlier words with Amphelite asking about her mother, Nanamo didn't find this strange.
Most importantly, hearing this sentence, she even heard Amphelite breathe a sigh of relief.
"17."
"I'm 12. You're only 5 years older than me. You definitely have no chance this year.
But it doesn't matter. I won't interfere with you. I just have one request: if you really end up having a relationship with Papa, we address each other separately."
"Thanks..."
Amphelite probably said "thank you" more times today than in the entire previous year. As for why she had this idea...
Nereus saving her was only a small part of the reason; the impression from their first meeting was good. On the other hand, it was due to her criteria for selecting a mate.
For a race whose numbers were increasingly scarce, reproduction was a very important matter. As the population dwindled, race was no longer a restriction.
And what Amphelite valued most in a partner was strength.
She wanted to find a partner strong enough, preferably so their offspring could inherit the partner's strength and the Lunarian racial talents, reaching a new height.
If the strength didn't meet the standard, no matter how excellent other aspects were, she wouldn't be interested. Looks, wealth—these were dispensable to Amphelite.
And Nereus's situation could be considered exceeding the standard.
"By the way, what is that money-making plan of yours?"
"Let me be clear first: my Papa hates those World Government guys to the bone, so it's impossible for him to stand on their side.
The plan is super simple. I heard information about Lunarians is worth one hundred million Berries. When we find a deserted island, we'll use your location information to scam the World Government for the bounty.
Then I'll ask Papa to wipe out all the people coming to catch you.
This way, maybe we can fleece the World Government for several hundred million Berries. As long as we control the frequency and don't get exposed, this could even be a long-term project!"
Nanamo wasn't talking nonsense. She had even calculated the feasibility of this plan. The danger level of Lunarians wasn't high enough in the eyes of the Celestial Dragons. Forget the Five Elders and Imu; even the probability of the God's Knights intervening was low.
For so many years, it had been Marines and agents doing this job. At most, they would send CP0. As for Marine Admirals...
Given the current situation where the Admiral roster wasn't even full, Admirals had no time for such missions. The people sent out wouldn't even qualify as speed bumps.
If it were just CP9, Nanamo felt she could handle them too. People who hadn't mastered Armament Haki couldn't even break her defense.
The only difficulties were two things: convincing the party involved and the others to agree to this plan, and figuring out how to prevent the World Government from discovering the truth so they could fleece them a few more times.
"Seems... like a good plan."
Amphelite didn't care about Berries. Logically speaking, CP departments had fixed missions, and capturing Lunarians was handled by a fixed group of agents.
If she could really lure these people out, she could take her revenge.
"But I'd prefer to kill them with my own hands... I'm too weak right now..."
"That's simple. As long as you can endure hardship, once your body recovers, just let Papa teach you. As long as your foundation isn't too bad, it'll work."
Nereus was strong enough and knew many things, but on the ship, Nereus only personally guided the growth of the executives. He wouldn't intervene in the combat training of ordinary combatants.
The reason was simple: he couldn't teach them. According to Nereus's understanding, things were very simple—first do this, then do that, and it's done.
But for people without enough talent, it sounded like gibberish.
"Enduring hardship is nothing. I've eaten enough of that already."
"Then let's postpone this plan for now. If you can't kill the enemies with your own hands, you probably won't feel comfortable inside, and it will leave regrets."
On the way to the infirmary, Nanamo and Amphelite's familiarity with each other skyrocketed. However, not long after, the staff in the infirmary had a mental breakdown.
The medical equipment on a Marine warship was very complete. Based on symptoms and examination, the ship doctor quickly identified Amphelite's problem and produced an antidote for the toxin.
The problem was, this medicine was useless on Amphelite. After injecting the drug, before it could take effect, it was decomposed by her body first.
This triggered the ship doctor's competitive spirit. But before he could formulate an effective drug, Amphelite recovered on her own relying on her antibodies.
"You Lunarians... what medicine do you use when you get sick?!"
"Um... drink some hot water... or sleep."
"???"
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