After the announcement was issued, passengers who were able to do so quickly took up the task.

The guilds flocked to the market in the living area. In the corner of the market, there was an area selling warships.

Of course there are no battleship displays here, only counters and models, and two robots.

"I hope the guild will purchase three destroyers, paid in full!"

The price is clearly marked. The destroyer usually sells for 50 million star coins, but now it only sells for 25 million.

For large guilds, they can afford it even without a loan, but the guild’s deposits will be cleared.

The robot responded: "The number of destroyers is relatively small. Each guild can only purchase one at most."

The Hope Guild's purchasing agent quickly changed his tone, "I want two frigates and one destroyer. Is that a full complement?"

The robot replied: "Full energy, weapons intact."

Someone asked, "Is there a suborbital gun?"

Before the robot could reply, the person next to it shouted, "The sub-orbital gun alone is worth forty or fifty million. Can you afford it? Even if you can, can you afford to use it?"

No matter how powerful the guild is, it cannot afford the energy crystal consumption of the sub-orbital cannon.

If he could afford it, Chen An could really sell the suborbital gun.

As the transaction progressed, the warships in stock were sold one by one smoothly.

Chen An has been observing and thinking about the issue of the suborbital gun.

"We can only sell it at a low price when we eliminate the suborbital gun. Forget it now."

[Tomorrow's fleet completes its mission and requests to return]

"Have them return to the train to restock the energy crystals. The Tracer fleet is ready."

Sliven was ready. After receiving the order, he was neither hasty nor slow. He let the Evil Eye get closer before firing the suborbital cannon.