Chapter 292 Labor Resource Exchange
Just as this thought flashed through Chen Fan's mind, another sharp, gentle voice came from the communication channel.
[The number of colony ships in the Swamp Fleet is relatively large, so it is normal that the security check procedures are slow...]
The minelayer who had sighed earlier sighed in distress: [I said before that this outdated security check procedure should have been changed long ago! ]
As he said that, he stood up from his seat, raised his plump... right wing, and quickly tapped a few buttons on the semi-circular control console in front of him.
The sharp claws hit the metal buttons, making a crisp clanging sound.
[What are you doing? ! ]
Seeing this, the minelayer on the side quickly stood up and asked: [End the security check procedure early? What if something goes wrong...]
[Forget it, the Swamp Civilization is just a small third-level civilization. Do they dare to cause trouble in the free trade market? 】
【Don't worry, I've read the security report. Those colony ships are full of hibernating Swamp People. They are probably here to sell labor resources. Nothing will happen. 】
As the Bree people pressed the last metal button, the holographic interface in front of Chen Fan quietly went out.
The other party took the initiative to cut off the data exchange interface.
Almost at the same time, an electromagnetic wave signal came from the two Bree starships in front.
【Swamp Fleet, security check passed, allowed to enter. 】
The two Bree starships responsible for security checks slowly withdrew, and the Swamp Fleet also took action again.
The huge fleet slowly passed through the gap in the joint shield and entered this interstellar free trade market built by countless steel floating islands.
Watching the last colony ship pass through the joint shield, Olaya breathed a sigh of relief in the communication channel.
"Fortunately..."
He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and said with lingering fear: "After checking for so long, I thought something was going to be discovered..."
Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly.
If he hadn't just seen the attitude of the two big birds in the Breeze towards the security check process, perhaps he would have felt a little uneasy in his heart?
It can only be said that the identity of the Swamp Abyss Civilization is too confusing - for a level 7 civilization, a level 3 civilization is no different from an ant on the roadside, and it is not worth paying attention to at all.
He glanced at a steel floating island passing by the porthole, on which were docked a few scattered micro-starships less than 100 meters in size: "Where are we going now?"
Olaya calmed down and raised his hand to point to the steel floating island in the central area of the trade market: "The Breeze Alliance Labor Resource Trading Area, the labor trading of the entire free trade market is carried out on that floating island."
...
The Swamp Abyss Fleet, composed of hundreds of starships, slowly moved forward in the middle of the main road between the steel floating islands, heading straight for the labor trading area in the center of the market.
This fleet composed of level 5 starships obviously attracted the attention of many merchants.
Dense electromagnetic wave communication signals came from all around the main road, making the originally calm free trade market instantly become boiling.
Fortunately, these electromagnetic wave signals all use the official language of the Bray Alliance, saving a lot of trouble in translation.
With the real-time translation function provided by Yi, the holographic panel in front of Chen Fan quickly refreshed the information.
[Antimatter clearance sale! Only 100 million Alliance coins per ton, don't miss it if you pass by! ]
[Want perfect defensive armor? Want to take the combat power of the civilization flagship to a higher level? Dense hydrogen armor, only 10 million Alliance coins per square meter, you deserve it! ]
[……]
Looking at the rapidly refreshing information in front of him, Chen Fan only felt the corners of his eyes twitching twice.
Is this the interstellar free trade market?
To be honest, it seems to be no different from the vegetable market he visited in his previous life.
Unlike Chen Fan's reaction, Olaya in the fleet communication channel looked at the information with admiration, and finally could only swallow his saliva silently.
Expensive, too expensive!
These products for level 5 civilizations are simply not affordable for the Swamp Abyss civilization!
Olaya moved his fingers slightly and sent out a broadcast to the surroundings: [Sorry, we are the Swamp Abyss civilization, currently only a third-level civilization.]
[…]
The free trade market, which was originally in full swing and electromagnetic wave signals flying all over the sky, suddenly became quiet.
"Puff…"
Isa's chuckle came from the side. Chen Fan glanced at Isa, who was the first to laugh, with some helplessness, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.
Reality, it's too real!
Just when Chen Fan thought he could be a little quieter, a wave of electromagnetic waves that was even larger than before swept in:
[Rare earth mines are on sale at a discount!]
[Antimatter is sold for only... per kilogram]
[Curvature engine manufacturing plan, price...]
So the sudden silence just now was to change the disc? !
Chen Fan glanced at Olaya, whose face was full of innocence, and silently gave his own evaluation:
"…6."
Under the bombardment of a large number of electromagnetic wave advertisements, the Swamp Abyss fleet successfully arrived at the central area of the free trade market.
Unlike the small floating islands of varying sizes around them, the central area is made up of five huge floating islands comparable in size to planets.
One of the floating islands is the destination of the Swamp Fleet - the Mining Alliance Labor Exchange.
The fleet slowly sailed into the floating island and followed the guidance program to slowly land on the giant ship landing pad set up on the edge of the floating island.
...
More than an hour later.
Chen Fan and the other two followed behind Olaya and walked on the road on the surface of this large floating island.
An artificial gravity device was set up inside the floating island, so the walking experience was no different from the surface of a planet.
Not only that, there was also a layer of artificial atmosphere that was not very dense in the near-surface area of the floating island.
According to Olaya's previous statement, this relatively thin atmosphere was very similar to the mother planet of the Bray civilization.
In other words, this was a living environment specially created for the Bray people.
Like Chen Fan and the other two, the Swamp Abyss people led by Olaya also wore corresponding life-support devices - there was no way, the Swamp Abyss people could not adapt to the mother planet environment of the Bray civilization.
On both sides of the main road, there were sparsely scattered races of various forms.
"That's the Peck civilization, but it's only a second-level civilization." Olaya lowered his voice and carefully introduced it to Chen Fan. "As I told you before, this civilization is more suitable for factory assembly line production."
"Unlike our large-scale labor transactions, these small-scale labor transactions are conducted outside the exchange."
Chen Fan looked in the direction of Olaya's finger and saw several deformed creatures with multiple heads and scales on their bodies.
Perhaps noticing the gaze of Olaya and Chen Fan, one of the deformed creatures stepped forward and greeted in an extremely humble tone.
"My lord, the Peck civilization greets you."
"Please allow me to introduce you. Every Peck here is in his prime. They can work for the factories of the Swamp Abyss civilization for at least fifty years."
Chen Fan frowned and glanced at the Peck people wrapped in the life support device.
Expressionless and dead hearted, this is probably the most appropriate description and interpretation of these Peck people.
Olaya asked casually, "How many Union coins?"
The Peke man who was responsible for selling his own tribe glanced at Olaya cautiously and whispered, "The male individual is priced at 500 Union coins, and the female individual is priced at 1,500 Union coins."
Chen Fan was shocked.
Duo Shao?
500 and 1,500 Union coins?
This is...
a little too cheap, isn't it?
The price of these Pekes is not even as high as the price of some rare metal ores!
Not to mention energy materials such as antimatter!
"Wait?" Chen Fan suddenly realized something, "Why are females 1,000 Union coins more expensive?"
Before the Peke man in front of him could speak, Olaya had already spoken the answer: "Because..."
"Female Pekes can give birth."
Chen Fan's face suddenly changed. At this moment, he couldn't even believe his ears!
Can give birth?
This is actually a reason for the price increase? !
What kind of labor exchange is this? It's clearly selling high-level intelligent life as livestock! !
Such barbaric behavior, it's hard to imagine that this happened in an interstellar civilization!
These civilizations spent hundreds or even thousands of generations of efforts, and went from their home planet to the interstellar with great difficulty, but in the end they faced such a result? !
'Damn it...'
Looking at the Pek people who took it for granted, Chen Fan's face was ashen and he cursed angrily in the mental network: 'What on earth is this Bray civilization doing? ! '
In the mental network, Isa's voice also rarely revealed a bit of anger: 'It's really a bit too much...'
[According to the judgment standards of the Human Union, the Bray civilization has seriously violated the Law of Rights of Higher Intelligent Races and the Principle of Peaceful Coexistence of Interstellar Civilizations. ]
Yi's voice was extremely serious: [This machine has recorded the relevant situation truthfully, and it will be used as direct evidence for the public trial of civilization. ]
Chen Fan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, turned his head and said to Olaya:
"Let's go directly to the exchange."
...
The Labor Resource Exchange is a high tower-shaped building built in the center of the floating land.
All large-scale labor resource transactions are carried out in this tower.
The reason why it was designed in the shape of a high tower is, of course, to cater to the aesthetics of the Brei civilization. Those big birds that have lived in the mountains since childhood have no resistance to these high tower-shaped buildings.
Chen Fan, with a gloomy face, followed Captain Olaya and slowly walked into this magnificent high tower-shaped building.
Several Brei people covered with lavender feathers stepped forward to greet
them. "My lord, hello."
Olaya leaned down slightly and carefully saluted these lavender birds that were over two meters tall: "We are the Swamp Abyss Civilization."
A lavender bird stepped out with tall and thin legs, looking down at Olaya from above.
He gently opened his sharp beak, and a sharp and gentle voice came from it.
"Swamp Abyss Civilization?"
"Wasn't the transaction time you previously scheduled five years later?"
"Why did you come early?"
(End of this chapter)
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