Chapter 165: The Marketplace is Like a Battlefield
In a way, Nightwing was right. Nothing could really happen in Blüdhaven.
Because the location of Li Hua and Benjamin's action this time is Mars.
After bidding farewell to Nightwing and ending the night patrol, Li Hua and Benjamin returned to their apartment in Bludhaven and began to think about how to solve the problem of spacecraft modification and protective clothing that can be used on Mars.
Just like Earthlings don't fill their cars with water to allow fish to survive, Martians' spacecraft certainly don't have the same living environments Earthlings use.
The technological upgrades to the spacecraft are easy to solve. All Crab Armor Mastermind needs to do is install an oxygen generator and an oxygen circulation system. These things are not difficult to buy on Earth, but the space suit...
Li Hua: "Should we go and borrow some from Bruce?"
Benjamin shook his head. "Bruce's been pretty busy lately. He's already helped us a lot. Let's try to solve this ourselves this time."
They can't rely on others for everything. If they can't solve a small problem like the space suit, how can they solve the big problems later?"
"You're right," Li Hua said, convincingly. "This universe is so technologically advanced, I think we can probably get the raw materials for space suits. It just takes some effort. There's no rush anyway, we can take our time."
No. 666: "I checked on Earth's local area network and found that space suits are available for purchase."
Then it reported a terrifying number.
Li Hua: "...Actually, I think we can think of other solutions."
"I think what Li Hua said is absolutely right. Diligence and thriftiness are virtues," said Benjamin, who has considerable experience in space travel. "I could try to find a transit station in space and buy life-support equipment there. It's definitely more economical than buying it on Earth."
After all, in civilizations with space travel technology, aviation suits are as common as masks.
Li Hua: "Can the Omnitrix translate the language of this universe?"
Benjamin: "But how do you know if you don't try? Besides, maybe there's a common language, just like there's Earth in this universe, and New York State on Earth speaks English."
"What if your Omnitrix transformation ends and you stop thinking in outer space?" Li Hua said, "Take me with you. If you transform back, come to my shield to refresh your status. And if the Omnitrix can't translate, my automatic translation module can help."
Benjamin: "That makes sense. I'll trouble you to look after the kids tomorrow. Once I've modified the Martian spacecraft to be livable for Earthlings, I'll look for any space trading stations nearby when I pick up the kids."
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The next day at Wayne Mansion, when Dick, exhausted, got off his motorcycle, he was immediately attracted by something as he entered the manor.
The shrubs at Wayne Manor are regularly pruned, and the gardens are also cared for by dedicated staff.
But now, the shrubs and trees, once round or neatly shaped, have become some kind of cut-up geometric shapes, with the severed parts lying miserably at the bottom of the woody trunks, like a decapitated head that rolls to the ground, unwilling to die and unable to close its eyes.
The neatly arranged, richly varied, vibrant and colorful flower beds were a horrible sight. The poor flowers were crushed to pieces, and the colorful petals that were in full bloom or should have been in full bloom were crushed into the mud along with their emerald green leaves.
What happened to the manor?
What they picked up was really a little brother, wasn’t it a Tyrannosaurus Rex?
Dick pulled out the dart from the door, opened the door with the key and went into the house, only to find that he had defined it as too early.
The crystal chandelier in the hall was gone, one of the sofas in the living room was turned over and several forks were nailed to the other sofa, there was a grease stain on the wall, the glass of the cabinet was broken, and a dinner knife was nailed to the old clock... This was the scene Dick saw three minutes after he entered the door and before he went upstairs.
The destructive power of this little brother is on the same level as that of the little Tyrannosaurus Rex!
"Welcome back, Master Dick."
Fortunately, Dick didn't see any wounds on the old butler, whom he regarded as his grandfather. Alfred was still the same as when Dick came back last time, with his head held high and his tailcoat neatly arranged.
"I'm sorry to have you witness this mess. Things have been damaged quite frequently at Wayne Manor recently. I was just preparing dinner, so I haven't had time to clean up everything. Please forgive me."
At first, Alfred tried to clean up the mess immediately, but he soon found that he could not clean up as fast as the four father and sons could tear down the house.
So Alfred, who possessed great wisdom in life, chose to let himself go and began to clean up roughly once a day, mainly throwing away the garbage or sending damaged valuable items to a specialized repair shop.
"Alfred, are you okay?" Dick looked around Alfred more carefully, worried. "That little...Damian didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"Please rest assured that Master Damian has no intention of challenging me, the 'old servant'.
Alfred added after saying something that almost made Dick's smile disappear.
"Most of the time, Master Damian takes his anger out on Master Bruce. This has improved since Master Jason and Master Tim returned and drew most of the fire."
Five minutes after Jason Tim returned yesterday, the 1v1 fight between father and son at Wayne Manor turned into a 1v2 fight between brothers, with Bruce standing by ready to rush in and break up the fight to prevent the kids from getting too excited.
It is no exaggeration to say that after these few sets, the daily exercise of these three people has met the standards.
Alfred looked up at the empty chandelier base. "It's a pity you didn't come back yesterday, otherwise this chandelier might still be saved."
"Why are you back today? Isn't today Thursday?"
As they were talking, Jason appeared in the living room. Dick saw that the corner of his eye was black, so he smiled and said.
"Of course I came back to help. You're all working so hard, how could I, as your eldest brother, just turn a blind eye? By the way, where's Damian?"
Jason: "Maybe he went to the library. Bruce said he doesn't trust him at this stage, so he won't give him a computer or phone. I heard from Alfu that these days, apart from daily fights, training, strolling around the manor, eating and sleeping, he spends his days quietly in places like the library and the garden. If you go to see him, I suggest you be prepared for a fight."
Dick: "That sounds tricky."
Jason spread his hands. "If it weren't so difficult, why would I be here? Having fun with Li Hua, Benjamin, and the others is much more interesting than fighting with those devil cubs."
Dick: "Where on earth do you find all that fun? Why can't I encounter it?"
He has stayed in Blüdhaven quite a bit, so why can't he be like Jason and the others, like hardworking little bees, happily finding fun and doing all kinds of things every time he sees them?
Jason: “Because we don’t have to go to work.”
Dick: ...
Brother, although you are telling the truth, we have no grudges against each other. Why do you say such cold and realistic words?
"Okay, stop playing pitiful. That only works on Alfred and Bruce."
Seeing his eldest brother with a sad face, Jason said.
"Actually, fun has been getting harder to find lately. After all, all the resident psychopaths in Blüdhaven and Gotham are dead or gone... Otherwise, we wouldn't be so bored as to go to the Amazon rainforest for team building, and we wouldn't have discovered that brat."
"I guess you, like me, have returned to the manor after assessing that there's no serious problem over there that requires you to personally guard it."
.......
"A compact portable space suit costs 300 yuan?" Li Hua argued with an alien who looked like a hammerhead shark. "Okay, then what does the money you're collecting look like?"
"I'm here, I have a cosmic translator and I still don't know what money looks like?"
Could it be some robber who is planning to fish and steal money?
The alien, who looked like a hammerhead shark, stared warily at Li Hua and Benjamin in the store and pointed at the sign above his head:
"See? These are the only currencies I accept. No credit."
Of course Li Hua saw the conspicuous sign as soon as he came in, but the text translation did not affect him because he had no idea what the currencies looked like.
Li Hua nudged Benjamin, who had transformed back into a human, with his elbow and asked, "Is there any currency here that you know of?"
Benjamin shook his head. "My hometown's universal currency is Celestial Jade, which isn't listed here. Boss, do you accept Martian Coin?"
The hammerhead shark alien gave a look that said, "Don't make fun of me!" "Are you kidding me? The Martians have been extinct for hundreds of years, and Martian currency is no longer in circulation! Are you... garbage collectors?"
The universe is so vast that wars are breaking out in countless places on countless planets at this moment, and some races are being exterminated for various reasons.
Among them, some people go to these places to "pick up garbage." They are "scavengers" who rush to various ruins to take away valuable things and then sell them.
For a civilization like the one on Mars that is so dead it cannot be any more dead, this does not violate interstellar law, but it is a bit unethical.
But you can't survive in the universe by just talking about morality.
The Hammerhead Shark boss glanced suspiciously at the two rookies who looked like they were just starting out and looked easy to take advantage of. "I'm a kind person. If you can offer me something valuable, I'm not afraid to accept it."
Li Hua had already guessed that the boss probably thought they were in the scrap recycling industry, so he followed up on the boss's question and asked, "What is valuable? Gold, silver, copper, iron? Alloys?"
What remote place did these young people come from? They don't even have the slightest idea about money.
But such people are easy to kill.
The Hammerhead Shark boss said, "What's so valuable about building materials? In this universe, energy and technology are the most valuable. Martians, thanks to their innate psychic abilities, have very advanced technology in areas like telepathy and anti-counterfeiting and security. Even antiques from centuries ago are enough to attract a cash-strapped youngster to buy them."
Li Hua thanked the Hammerhead Shark owner, then pulled Benjamin out of the store.
Fortunately, this trading station has a life-sustaining force field that allows Earthlings to survive normally, otherwise they would have to use the same hamster ball-rolling action as stepping on the [shield] to move.
Benjamin: "So, do you want me to go to Mars to look for discarded technology?"
Li Hua: "Of course not. We don't know the principles of Martian technology. Wouldn't it be courting death if we moved recklessly?"
They just pushed the door and went in to ask because they were closest to the store, but it didn't mean they had to believe what the hammerhead shark owner said when they met him for the first time, nor did it mean they had to do business there.
If you have a "baby complex" when doing business, it means you really have too much money and life.
"The boss said Martian currency 'has long been out of circulation,' which proves that Martian currency once circulated in space. Since Martians once engaged in foreign trade with space, there must have been space currencies other than Martian currency, or perhaps some kind of space luxury goods."
"So we'll go to places like luxury stores and street vendors to see what kind of materials are valuable in this universe and what the currency in circulation looks like... Then we can go directly to Mars and see if there are any that match."
"After you get it back, compare prices from three different stores and choose the one with the highest price to exchange for money, and choose the one with the cheapest portable space suit to buy your stuff."
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