Chapter 7 Guardians
"Hello, guest, what do you need?"
In the Clarib Enclave Trade Center, there are currently two robots talking. One of them is a synthetic human under Li Wenyuan's control, while the other is a service robot here.
"Can you appraise the value of the goods here?"
"Of course, and we don't charge an appraisal fee. If you want, you can go to the appraisal room on the second floor."
…
With the help of the service robot, Li Wenyuan quickly found the identification room here, and successfully got his own place.
The so-called identification room is actually a huge automated equipment. Countless people sit in front of their seats and put the samples they need to identify into a large box.
Automated equipment will scan it in a confined space, and then display the results on a screen that only the person in front of the location can see.
This also saved Li Wenyuan a lot of effort. He directly took out the metal samples rescued from the crashed cargo spacecraft and put them in the appraisal room.
And the appraisal result was displayed in an instant.
【Identified Item: Morton Standard Reinforced Alloy】
【Introduction: The alloy produced in the Morton galaxy is the most inferior metal product】
【Market price (estimated): 0.1 energy coins per ton】
"It really is rubbish..." Li Wenyuan couldn't help complaining when he saw the result. It seems that even an old-fashioned frigate can't afford the alloy brought by the spaceship.
Not discouraged, he asked the synthetic man to take out the second object to be identified.
It is a weapon that looks like a gun, but its muzzle looks like a big horn. This is something that was seized from the pirate leader before. It seems to be a "secondary civilization weapon"?
【Identified Item: Miniature Powerful Jammer (Level 2)】
【Introduction: An individual jamming wave launcher produced by a second-level civilization, outdated】
【Market price (estimated): 100 energy coins】
"...It turned out that this thing is also garbage..." The prop that Li Wenyuan had placed high hopes on was also identified as garbage, which made him a little uncomfortable.
"Before, the 'Level 2 Civilization Technology Blueprint' could sell for 600,000 energy coins. I thought this gun could do the same... It seems that I was too naive."
Frustrated, the synthetic man took out the third object to be identified, the mysterious metal cut from the wall near his "body".
"I hope these pirates have a better vision..." He reluctantly put a sample of the mysterious metal into the appraisal box.
But this time, the identification took a long time.
"...Why so long? Could it be because it's too rubbish, so it's hard to identify it?" Li Wenyuan, who was waiting, suddenly felt half-hearted.
Amidst the apprehension, the appraisal results slowly appeared in front of his eyes.
【Identification Item: Living Metal】
[Introduction: An extremely precious strategic metal resource. The key parts of some projects have no substitutes other than living metal. It was once thought that it could only be naturally generated under extremely harsh conditions. Currently, only a few mysterious civilizations have fixed Outflow channels, most of the remaining living metals on the market come from the explorations of interstellar adventurers on various lost planets]
【Market price: 200,000 energy coins per kilogram】
【"Living Metal Extraction Technology" buyout price: negotiable】
【Remarks: Hello friend, I am the person in charge of this trade enclave. I'm amazed to see real live metal at your place, would you be interested in speaking with us in person? We will be happy to offer you a price that satisfies you. 】
【If you agree, please don’t leave the appraisal room for now, we will arrange someone to take you to our VIP room】
There was such a momentary impulse that he wanted to take off all his "clothes" and sell them as start-up capital.
But this idea was quickly dismissed. From the introduction, this "living metal" is an extremely important resource. If it is circulated in large quantities in the market in a short period of time, he, the "thrower", will definitely be found out, and the location of his body will be dangerous at that time. up.
"But if you only sell a little, it shouldn't be a big problem."
He urgently needs a start-up fund to repair the mother star, otherwise he would not choose to take risks.
So according to the explanation on the note, Li Wenyuan let the synthetic man stay where he was, and arranged for other synthetic men to start shopping around the exchange, looking for the resources he needed.
Not long after, a group of special people came up on the second floor where the appraisal room was located.
It was a group of robots. They had a silver-white reflective surface structure. Every movement of the metal limbs was uniform and identical. The eye cameras used to capture images were also constantly rotating, and quickly locked onto the place where the synthesizer was. Location.
Then they walked over and said in a very standard mechanical voice: "The welcome sub-unit is in place, the deviation is 2.99%, the connection signal is normal, and it can be accessed at any time. The target is 125th floor, and the route planning is completed."
"..." Their inexplicable words stunned Li Wenyuan, who was controlling the synthetic human everywhere, and almost didn't understand what they meant.
"Does that mean you want me to go to the 125th floor?" He estimated that it was probably so, and manipulated the synthetic man to board the elevator to the 125th floor.
And the behind-the-scenes controller of the group of robots is also a little confused at this time.
"Huh? Isn't this the tune of omnic civilization now? This omnic is not interested in this style?"
"It's bad, it's bad, I didn't get a good impression, and my salary will be deducted..." The controller lamented that his poor salary would be deducted another point.
But these have nothing to do with Li Wenyuan, he easily reached the 125th floor through the elevator.
This is the VIP room, only those who are considered as "partners" by Cribo Trading Company can come here, and Li Wenyuan has also become one of them today.
As soon as the elevator door opened, an alien greeted him.
He has a pair of big fan-like ears, with hair and beard growing on his protruding cheeks, and his deep black eyes are shining with the unique sensitivity of merchants to goods.
His body below the chest was replaced by a mechanical prosthetic body, covered with part of the bionic skin. Although it was modified by clothing, under the powerful scanning ability of the synthetic man, Li Wenyuan still noticed that there were at least three people in the alien in front of him. Two-thirds have been replaced by machinery.
"Hello, my friend. I'm the person in charge here, you can call me Breining. I don't know what to call you yet?"
The manager greeted Li Wenyuan enthusiastically, and it was only then that he remembered that he had never considered the issue of his name.
After a little hesitation, Li Wenyuan decided to use the "code name" he told Lilian before to call himself now.
"I am the... Guardian."
Guardian?
This special word made Breining stunned, and a sudden look soon appeared in his eyes.
Immediately, his expression became serious, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding environment changed from the VIP room at the beginning to a scene like a conference hall.
It turns out that the previous scenes were all projections, and the current conference hall is the original appearance here.
After that, he changed his previous enthusiastic expression, and said in a very formal voice:
"I see. I know that your omnic civilization doesn't like to beat around the bush, so let me just say it."
"This time, I will be the diplomatic ambassador of Ke Ruibo, on behalf of the Ke Ruibo trading company, in the form of transactions between civilizations, to purchase all the living metals in your hands, as much as you want, and you can also make your request , I will do my best to satisfy."
After he spoke these words, several blurred projections appeared in the conference hall. It seemed that they were high-level personnel of Core Bo, who came to discuss this transaction.
Seeing such a formal scene, Li Wenyuan in the virtual world also frowned. After a while of thinking, he controlled the synthetic man and said slowly:
"...process scheduled."
(end of this chapter)