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Starsea Fleet: Age of the Lord

In the grand interstellar age, countless civilizations await your conquest. Genetic serums, interstellar warships, and star mechas... Feng Mo, a transmigrator, finds himself as the heir of a declining noble family in this era of cosmic expansion. With barren lands, scarce resources, and a fleet of battered starships, he is left with a massive mess to clean up. But if he wants something, he'll just have to build it himself! Titan-class Dreadnoughts, interstellar battleships, star cruisers, interstellar destroyers, and frigates... He will traverse the stars and become the greatest Starsea Lord!

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Chapter 93: Auction Catalog

In the evening, after handling pressing matters in the Storm Star System, Feng Mo stepped out of his office and into the adjacent room. The door opened to reveal three women lounging together, watching an interstellar movie and snacking. Their lively chatter nearly lifted the roof as they critiqued everything in the movie, from the characters to the starships.

The three women were dressed in sheer, gauzy nightgowns, and Feng Mo could faintly glimpse their alluring silhouettes. His pulse quickened. Just as he was about to enter, Ai Er blocked his way, saying playfully:

"Commander, we've made a pact with Yunjian. Tonight, this room is ours, so you'll have to find somewhere else to sleep!"

She gave Feng Mo a mischievous smile, nearly making him lose control. The charm of a Succubus was undeniable—every movement seemed crafted to captivate. Resigned, Feng Mo tried a little trickery of his own.

"This is the Commander's room, you know. If you're taking it over, where am I supposed to sleep? Why not just let me join in, and the four of us can stay here together."

Before he could finish, Ai Er used her mental energy to open the door behind him. A subtle force pushed him out, and the door closed as Ai Er's voice teased, "Commander, you'll just have to sleep in your office tonight. Yunjian said that you'll have to marry her before you're allowed to stay with us."

Feng Mo muttered to himself, blaming Chu Yunjian for this arrangement. If he'd known, he wouldn't have let her come to the Storm Main Star. Now she was not only taking over his room but also his women, leaving him to sleep alone in the office. He vowed to teach her a lesson later.

Back in his office, Feng Mo lay down on the bed in the resting room, trying to cool his frustration. He began planning the Storm Star System's future.

The Storm Star System was small, with only three habitable planets. For any significant development, three essential factors were needed: a stargate, population growth, and a competitive advantage.

The stargate construction was already underway, led by the Federation's Yunshan Empire, and was expected to be completed by June of next year. Population growth had seen progress, rising from 500 million to 2 billion through various efforts, though more was needed.

As for the system's competitive advantage, each star system had its specialty. For example, Radiant System had white holes, Yunshan System was rich in T4 resources, and the Apocalypse System had the Eden Floating Path. These features drew interest and visitors.

But what could the Storm Star System offer? Elven Main Star? The ancient Elf Tree? Or perhaps the Succubi and Tatta Clan?

Feng Mo shook his head. Despite the abundance of beautiful women in the system, he couldn't build it up as a pleasure planet. The last thing he wanted was for people to start calling him "Pimp Mo" whenever his name came up.

Perhaps he could plant that rare interstellar seed, the Devouring Tree, and hold an annual auction to sell its fruit. This could generate revenue and stimulate the Storm Star System's overall growth.

The downside, of course, was that such a valuable asset might attract unwanted attention and potential threats.

Lost in thought, Feng Mo's smart terminal chimed. It was a message from Chu Yunjian, including the Federation auction catalog.

The distraction was timely—too frustrated to sleep, Feng Mo opened the catalog out of curiosity.

The items on offer confirmed the auction's reputation as the Federation's grandest decennial event. Right on the first page was a T4 destroyer blueprint. A quick glance showed it to be average, with performance inferior to his T4 Kangaroo by about twenty percent—not worth his interest.

Most of the other items were standard, such as resource planets, planetary defense systems, mech blueprints, and life-enhancement fruits.

When Feng Mo reached the section on dark matter and dark energy crystals, he perked up, reading intently, only to feel disappointed again. These materials were sold in lots of ten thousand tons—far beyond what he could afford.

He did a quick calculation. Even if he used all his funds, it still wouldn't be enough to build a quasi-T5 starship.

Realizing he wasn't as wealthy as he had imagined, he continued scrolling and was further astonished by the items on offer.

Interstellar seeds had a starting price of 100 million star credits, quasi-T5 starship blueprints started at 80 million, and T5 combat armor had a minimum bid of 240 million star credits. Feng Mo stopped reading, knowing he didn't need to look any further; even his entire star system might not be enough to bid for the T5 combat armor.

"Wouldn't it be something if that T5 combat armor could withstand the Hurricane's main cannon?" he mused. "That would be one incredible asset."

Just as Feng Mo was marveling at the luxury of the auction, he heard soft footsteps approaching. A smile played at his lips as he wondered who it might be.

He feigned sleep, his visitor apparently too nervous to notice his act.

Ai Er tiptoed over, lifted the blanket, and slipped under, wrapping herself tightly around Feng Mo's body.

A blush spread across her face; for Succubi, their only weak spot was their tails, which became especially sensitive when aroused.

Listening to Feng Mo's steady breathing, a smile crept over her face, and she rested her head on his shoulder, ready to sleep.

But Feng Mo suddenly flipped over, pinning Ai Er beneath him, making her gasp softly before he silenced her with a kiss. Soon, they were fully entangled.

Meanwhile, back in the room, the two other women opened their eyes after Ai Er left. Meeting each other's gaze, a blush spread across both their faces. Kailan wondered how she might join in, while Chu Yunjian's emotions were more of embarrassment and a hint of anticipation.

She couldn't help but imagine sneaking into Feng Mo's bed herself someday and found the thought exciting.

Feng Mo did enjoy the company of women; after all, it was natural to appreciate beauty. But he wasn't one to be careless with his affections; only after spending substantial time together did the women around him truly become his partners.

In the resting room attached to his office, Ai Er showed remarkable flexibility, moving through one challenging position after another with Feng Mo's guidance. Her body was incredibly supple, and she was open to new experiences, which made the encounter all the more satisfying for him.

The next morning, Ai Er slipped back to her room, only to be met with a barrage of questions from the two other women, who were wide awake. They asked about everything—from Feng Mo's stamina and the positions he used to the overall comfort level. The openness of their conversation left all three feeling a thrill of excitement.

Indeed, when women get serious, men don't stand a chance. Time flew by, and soon it was nearly time to depart.

Federation Year 7494, September 26

The Federation auction, held once every ten years, was to take place on Radiant Prime, in the territory of the Radiant Empire. As one of the host families, the Chu family would also attend, and a reception was scheduled for the 28th, two days before the October 1st auction. Chu Yunjian would need to return ahead of time.

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