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I enter my apartment in the back offices of the workshop, and I head straight for the couch. I flop down on it and take a deep breath. The last couple of hours was full of intense adrenaline and constant movement. It feels good to sit down and take a load off.
I still have to make some more upgrades and changes to Autumn's Fall internal systems and diagnostics. However, that won't take me that long. For now, I just want to rest and think about all the events that have happened today—the biggest being stopping a mass murderer and planet destroyer.
Ziller Maxx is going to have it rough for a while. I'm 100 percent certain that Durado will keep him alive and torture him until he gets the information he wants from him. The best thing that's come out of this is Durado accepting me as his apprentice.
Not only will I eventually get his traits, but I'll also have one of the most infamous and widely know bounty hunters in The Aeternus Universe. My thoughts are interrupted as I hear a knock at the door. "It's open!" The door slides open, and Pleiknor walks in. He has a datapad and a calm expression.
I don't know exactly what he wants, but my best guess with the look of the datapad is he's having a problem with something. "Are you free to help me with something?" I nod my head, and he brings the datapad over. It's blueprints for a new generator for converting strong water currents on water worlds into usable and clean energy.
Speeding up colonization and construction on these water worlds. "This is a project that I've been working on with my life partner for a long time now, but after all our attempts, we can't find out what's wrong with it." My mind races and finds all the problems with it.
It's a rather immaculate design. There are only minor errors in the power supply and a single major flaw in power conversion. It's why they keep failing. Every time they try to turn the generator on, it can't power itself to do its job.
I start typing on the datapad, and I take the electronic pen on the side off to make the needed adjustments to the blueprints. I'd say they have a real fortune on their hands. "Here you go." I hand it back to him, and he looks at the new designs and changes I've made. He looks like he wants to speak, but I hold my hand up to stop him.
He likely wants to give me credit in some way. There's no need for that. "Pleiknor! Have you asked him yet!" The calm and gentle voice of Meiklare comes from the direction of the door. Rising in volume for the first time since I've met her. She enters the room from the open door, and Pleiknor waves her over.
She comes, and he holds the datapad out so she can read it. As she's reading, her smile grows bigger and bigger. "This is absolutely brilliant... I never thought of using the natural conductivity of water to the advantage of the power supply..." Sometimes thinking outside the box is harder for one person than another.
She looks up from the datapad and locks eyes with Pleiknor. They are having a telepathic conversation, and I never get tired of watching such a unique ritual of another alien race. "How much of the profits would you like from the sale?" They abruptly break their eye contact, and Meiklare asks me something
I didn't really want to talk about. In all honesty, I don't really want the money. However, I can see how every single credit is important. So I think a small amount would be satisfactory enough not to insult them and throw away a good opportunity for me.
I will get huge sums of money from Aegis once they start selling the ship they'll make from the designs I sold to them. "How about 2 percent of all profits?" It doesn't need to be big, and these Kalarians are my friends.
They've been very hospitable to me. They both look at me, kind of confused. "I don't need more than that. I have that big fat royalty money coming in from Aegis. No need to eat at your profits from this." They both wear the same elegant and calm smile before bowing their heads slightly in respect. It's the least I could do for all the help they've given me.