On the edge of the universe. Kamenev A.

Deep space only seems lifeless. There are factories of trade conglomerates, ships of pilgrims, ruthless mercenaries, adventurers of all stripes and runaway criminals, pirates, the descending former military, greedy slave traders and pompous agents of corporations. Everything has a price here. In victory, it is especially high. You have to pay for everything: for life, for weapons, for the opportunity to sit down again in your ship. Like the taste of blood and the smell of money? Then this universe is for you. Here no one gives anything just like that, you have to take everything yourself. Remember this, if you want to survive in the frontier, the farthest periphery of the Commonwealth.