Wasteland Garbage Planet 28: The Transaction on Aleka Planet...
Themis had been trained as a fighting machine for the first half of his life. If he were asked to hijack a spaceship with a hundred people on board single-handedly, he could come up with ten feasible plans in three minutes.
But it was really difficult for him to manage the food, clothing, housing and transportation of hundreds of workers, adjust the number of people in each position, and build a city from scratch.
When Themis said this, he didn't expect it to be so difficult.
With his support, Xie Yunsui focused his attention on researching medicines, and handed over all the external management work to him. After trying to be in charge for a few days, Themis found that the daily affairs were extremely trivial.
After a tour, Themis encountered many questions, such as "Why is the black grass I planted not as tall as theirs?" "Is this tree pit too shallow/too deep?" "What should I do if no water comes out after I pour water into the filter?" and so on.
Xie Yunsui came out of the studio and bumped into Ximis who was returning. He looked at him twice in surprise.
His expression was as blank as ever, but Xie Yunsui could see that he seemed a little numb.
Themis was stared at by him and asked uncomfortably, "What's wrong?"
"Did you get wronged while going out?" Xie Yunsui asked.
Themis: “…No.”
The faint speechless expression after being poked in the heart was really a bit cute. Xie Yunsui couldn't help but pinch her: "Isn't it very troublesome? Managing so many people."
Themis took his hand away. "They are very disobedient and have many problems."
Unlike Ethan and the others, who are used to following orders.
Even if the instructions are wrong, they will be carried out resolutely.
Managing Ethan and the others actually doesn't take much effort at all.
All Themis had to do was to manage himself strictly, try not to make mistakes, and prevent them from suffering unnecessary losses because of him.
But these rust people...
Xie Yunsui pulled him to the sofa area to rest: "What's the problem? Let me see how to solve it."
Ximis was a little hesitant. If he had to trouble Xie Yunsui for every little thing, what would be the difference between that and still making Xie Yunsui worry about him?
If Themis was able to read Xie Yunsui's expressions by relying on the black technology of prosthetics, then Xie Yunsui was able to read Themis by relying on the tacit understanding they had gained from getting along in so many worlds.
He immediately saw what Themis was struggling with and said with a smile, "This field is completely new to you. You'll be unfamiliar with it at first, but as you see more, you'll know how to handle those problems. This breakthrough from zero to one really requires the guidance of someone with more experience like me."
Themis slowed down and suddenly asked, "How old are you?"
After his last confession, Xie Yunsui said that he could ask him any questions, but Ximis didn't even know what to ask, so he didn't ask immediately.
Now he was suddenly very curious, had he lived a lifetime before coming to this world?
That’s why we have so much experience and can master so many techniques.
Xie Yunsui slowly put away his smile: "Not that big... Do you care about your partner's age?"
Why didn't he answer automatically? Themis was suspicious: "Much older than me?"
Xie Yunsui: "Well, uh, what's the maximum range you can accept?"
Themis: "The latest federal survey shows that the average human lifespan is 120 years, and the oldest case is 158 years old. I can accept that you are probably 30 or 40 years older than me."
Xie Yunsui: "..."
Themis: "You've been silent for a long time."
Xie Yunsui raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "Probably... more than a thousand years older than you are now."
Now it was Themis’ turn: “…”
After a while, both of them acted as if nothing had happened and discussed the topic of why some of the black grass planted in the same batch grew lushly while others grew withered.
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Planet Aleka, Bruns Manor.
Bruns is a famous landlord here, and half of the economic pillars of the planet Aleka are controlled by the Bruns family.
There are always parties or dances in the big manor, and all the wealthy businessmen who want to get close to the Bruns family wave their money just to step into the manor and show themselves in front of Bruns.
The current head of the Bruns family is already 52 years old, which is still in the prime of life for this family.
Guests dressed in gorgeous costumes walked around and chatted in the ball, always keeping an eye on the stairs leading to the second floor.
Strange, why hasn't Leander, the head of the Bruns family, shown up this time?
This was clearly a dance party hosted by Leander, but as the host, he had yet to show up. This made people wonder if something had happened.
Upstairs, Leander was waiting for someone, the distinguished guest that the ball really wanted to invite.
When Leon arrived, the ball had been going on for a long time and all the guests were a little bored.
"Dear Mr. Bruns, I'm sorry I'm late. Our spaceship had a minor problem along the way." Leon, knowing the rules, punished himself with a full glass of wine. Then he said, "The route to Aleka is controlled by the Ghost Fleet. We were almost discovered by them. If we had been discovered, my brothers and I would have been trapped in the galaxy forever."
Leander's expression eased slightly. This life-and-death crisis was just a little late. If he kept fussing about it, it would seem that he was too narrow-minded.
Of course, no one knows the truth. Even though Leander has been in business for many years, he would not be stupid enough to expose the truth.
He was late, but he gave a good excuse so that he didn't lose face in the eyes of all the guests. That was enough.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Leon..." Leander exchanged a few polite greetings before introducing Leon's identity to the other wealthy guests who came over curiously.
The deputy of the Federation's famous Scavengers' Union, the robot that Leander took out some time ago was traded from him.
At first, everyone was quite dissatisfied with this unkempt man coming to such a grand ball, but now their eyes lit up.
"Mr. Leon is already a deputy at such a young age. He is really young and promising. Hahaha."
"Scavengers Alliance, I've heard a lot about you, I've heard a lot about you."
…
These people said nice compliments according to their existing experience. Hozia, who came with Leon, sipped red wine and smiled without saying a word.
If they knew that the scavenger was a notorious space pirate, they would definitely not be in such a good mood now.
Moreover, the title of deputy sounds nice, like the second in command, but in the Scavengers Alliance, there are more than thirty deputies alone, and Leon is not considered young.
But seeing these ignorant Aleka people flattering him like that, even if it was to Leon, Hozia felt a sense of honor in his heart.
"Hosea." Leon called his name. Hosea came back to his senses and listened sideways. "Mr. Bruns and I have important matters to discuss, but we can't neglect these gentlemen and ladies. You will explain the robots they want to know about."
Hosea bowed and nodded: "Okay, I will definitely not let you down."
All the previous transactions were controlled by Leon alone, and the bulk of the profits were in Leon's hands.
Recently, Hozia felt that Leon was interested in promoting her, and even this time he only brought her to the dance with the Aleka people. She was inevitably full of confidence and tried her best to perform well.
He fiddled with the translator on his collar to confirm that there was no malfunction, then faced everyone with a smile.
Leon and Leander briefly entertained the guests and then went upstairs.
"Mr. Leon, the guests I invited this time are all wealthy. As long as your subordinate behaves normally, he will definitely be able to handle a lot of transactions."
"You are a truly generous partner, Mr. Bruns."
Leon's rough appearance and such remarks were really incompatible, and it felt a bit out of place, but Leander liked it very much.
He laughed twice and asked someone to bring some good wine.
"How many robots did you bring this time?"
"Ten."
"Ten?" Leander was displeased. "Ten isn't the number I expected."
"Mr. Bruns, you must know that the Federation has very strict regulations on this matter and does not allow anyone to interfere with the development and evolution of planetary civilization. Your planet Aleka's technological level is not yet at the level where you can purchase and use robots. I am carrying a heavy responsibility by making this trip."
Leander: "How can you make a lot of money without much risk? I've given you a lot."
"Yes, for the sake of money, I brought all the robots I got this time. Ten is the limit of robots I can get at any one time. If I get more, there will be a risk of being exposed."
When Leander saw a robot for the first time, he was crazy about it.
By spending a certain amount of money, you can buy out the right to use a servant forever.
Leander doesn't have to spend time maintaining his relationship with the robot.
He felt at ease using robots to do the hardest and most tiring work, and they didn't even have to prepare his food. His salary only required very cheap energy crystals.
No matter what Leander did, the robot would never betray him.
The robot that Leon brought him last time is now responsible for tidying up his bedroom and study, but this is not enough.
Leander thought that he also needed a robot specifically to guard his vault, a few robots to protect him when he went out, and a few robots with the same function to protect his valued successor.
Ten robots that only provide housekeeping services are not enough!
After listening to his request, Leon still smiled on the surface, but in his heart he was sneering at the old man's greed.
But the greedier he is, the more Leon can earn.
only……
"Protective robots need to be equipped with energy tanks, which is not something I can get. Sorry, I can't do this business."
Bruns frowned: "I'll pay more."
"Mr. Bruns, this is not about money. You don't know that an energy tank is a taboo item on the black market that cannot be bought even with money." Leon drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Bruns snorted, "Then it can still be bought. As long as you can bring me what I want, money is not a problem."
Leon sighed: "It seems that I have to make this trip for Mr. Bruns, but let me say this in advance, energy bins are too scarce, and whether you can buy one depends entirely on luck. Of course, I can't advance the money."
The dance is over and everyone goes home.
Leander looked at the departing carriages, his expression dim in the candlelight.
The housekeeper whispered behind him, "Master, he's really asking for too much. Perhaps something like the energy tank isn't as rare as he claims. You've just given away nearly 30% of your assets..."
"There's nothing I can do. After all, he's the only one who has it." Bruns said, "That's how the market works. If I beg him to sell, I'll have to pay a lot."
Until the carriage disappeared at the entrance of the manor, Bruns suddenly remembered: "Did I ask them to find a way to contact the Ghost Fleet?"
"We're still working on it. Those people only come to land when they need to satisfy their desires. Most of the time, they go to remote areas and rob a few young boys and girls..."
"Then we'll place people in remote areas and wait!"
"yes."
Leon and Hosea took a carriage to the town hotel. On the way, they talked about each other's gains and were very satisfied.
Hosea said, "But do we really need to bring a combat robot to Bruns?"
"Why not? If you convert it, you can earn three million for one combat robot. Only a fool wouldn't make money."
"But if we take the robots to the black market for modification, they will be easily exposed."
"Why go to the black market to modify it? Just let Themis and the others install it for free~"
Hozia felt a little uneasy: "But if we hand over the energy tank to them..."
For prosthetic cyborgs, energy tanks are not just simple additional modules. Installing them in their bodies is like getting new weapons.
Leon snorted, "Don't worry, the quantity is limited. Besides, the energy tanks bought on the black market are of inferior quality and will be scrapped after two uses at most. They swallowed them for their own use, which is just like placing a time bomb in their bodies."
Hozia still didn't understand these things as well as Leon. After hearing what he said and his attitude of not caring at all, he realized that he was obviously confident, so he let down his guard.
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