Now, there was something people tended to forget about the company. Namely, that it WAS a multiversal megacorperation rather than what amounted to be a place to pick up slaves and sex from around the omniverse. No, it had many divisions inside of the classes, many smaller companies that made up the greater whole. And while it could and did get a lot of product in house, so to speak, sometimes they wanted to take advantage of the fact that it was a big verse to use existing production lines and make some... indirect purchases through some agents. Agents like me.

Now, I was sleeved into the body of Matt Steele, heir to Victor Steele and Steeletech as a whole... except that of course, the old man wanted me to earn it by participating in a planet rush like he did. Which you know, was also part of my overall plan and mission requirements. Even if... yeah, the starting intensity sort of slashed my budget badly, but it could have been worse. I still had what I needed, and was able to pick what I needed to make my build viable. That and there were some differences between the game and real life.

I wasn't limited to just the one class, there were no real levels, and I could train to get access to all the perks. Eventually, as they represented knowledge, training and experience for the most part rather than anything else. With a sort of exception for the kineticist line requiring both latent psionic ability and an implant to make use of the training. Which due to my 'character generation' choices, I had. And between martial talent and psychic talent I'd be able to advance both the Mercenary and Kineticist perks easily enough. I'd need Covert talent for Smuggler and Science for Tech Specialist, but eventually?

I'd be one hell of a multi-disciplinary badass and action hero. But of course, first things first and it was time to go to the old man's will reading, as I was inserted just a few hours before the reading. Which made sense. Still, best to head to that before meeting my cousin and getting my old man's ship.

Now, there are two things to know for sure. First is that Celeise was a lovely and bubbly mass of horny goop. She may have been my dad's concubine (one of many) and she was a cum hungry ditz... but she was a hugger and a cuddler in addition to being a genuinely good person.

On the other hand, my cousin Jill? Oh, I won't lie, the look on her face as I hugged her when meeting her was priceless. Yes, there was the stamp and she had started ranting and screaming at me, while huffing and saying that I would be made into a pauper and ruined and should be a good little bitch boi and blah, blah, blah. So, I did what any good cuz would do... and booped her on the snoot.

Her bodyguard (an asur named Dane) actually gave a small smirk at that as Jill puffed up like an offended and wet cat. Which may have contributed to her sabotaging my ship. Which honestly, as I pondered the opportunities present on Ferro Industrial Reclamation Station T-14 for both loot, experience and potentially points? Yeah, I was not going to spank her too badly later on.

So, one psionic rampage through the station, with a medical bot rescued along with some credits in my account to go along with roughly two dozen illegal salvagers and six illegal technicians to go along with one very bossy viper, all stamped up.

Yeah, even with the high intensity, I was not sure just how much they would be worth... until I checked my calculator app. And then blinked. Holy hell. A hundred and tenty points for their capture and sale. Which, holy hell. Yeah, I was going to be able to afford some things, Even as I wondered why exactly they sold for this. And then the 'Bored Jumper' popped up on the list of companions. Basically, yes, lots of the generic enemies would be worth points, even the male and futanari ones.

Of course, there were also the missions. Or rather, two highlighted capture targets. Doctor Badger was the big one, in addition to being one of the highest tiered individuals in the setting. Because she was a scientist that had some multiverse tech... and whose focus was on bimbos, furries and futa sex bots. Such as the bimbofication ray she made to zap a police officer with. Then there was Illustria Po. Who was pretty much in the business of turning people in living fuckdolls after luring them into he station and claiming self defense. You know, after luring them in for the express purpose of using a legal loophole to turn them into living sex toys.

At least Slutlife and Doctor Badger were honest about what we do. And technically speaking Doctor Badger was after the goal of galactic peace by making everyone a bimbo or a himbo and in doing so remove all need for conflict. Which you know, was rather short sighted and pure horny logic, but she was trying to make the galaxy a better place before turning herself into a bimbo. I shivered, as fucking hell, I liked my brain just the way it was.

And the last target on the list was from the frozen moon of Uveto, in the form of the Frostwyrm. Who yeah, I was not going after any time soon, not before I got real good with my powers, as she was a powerful psionic dragon in a land of ice and snow. At the same time, a stamp of her would help with a few dragon heritages, even if I was not going to sell her.

Now, I'll admit that a part of the reason why I was thinking of her... I got an e-mail from Anyxine Rhenesuune. An apology for missing the old man's funeral. Which yeah, I got... even as I sent a quick reply. After all, I'd be headed her way eventually and would love to talk to her again...

But for now? A jungle world and some honey mods for sale to the greater company await! Seriously, the various transformation items were the single biggest product from these verses apperantly, like plasmids and tonics were the main exports of Bioshock ones.

Adventure awaits!