The man was speaking the interstellar language, which Ruan Shiqing naturally couldn't understand.

But from the other party's anxious expression, increasing force, and his eyes that occasionally glanced at the aircraft parts, Ruan Shiqing more or less guessed his intention. But he still shook his head, pretending to be confused, indicating that he didn't understand what he said.

"So you're an ancient human?" The man didn't look surprised. He looked him up and down and saw that he was wearing shabby clothes and looked even more shabby. He muttered, "I can't even understand the common language. I don't know where he escaped from..." Then he made a gesture to Ruan Shiqing to ask him to wait, and strode away.

Walking to a simple tent at the edge of the garbage dump, the man shouted a few words loudly, and then led a cylindrical machine over.

The cylindrical machine was painted gray, half a person's height, with a disc pulley at the bottom. It followed the man on its own and seemed to be intelligent.

After walking in front of him, two mechanical arms extended from the smooth cylindrical wall of the machine. The semicircular body on the top should be the head. After turning a few times, it aimed at Ruan Shiqing and greeted him politely: "Hello, sir."

More polite than his master.

More importantly, the language it speaks is standard Mandarin.

Ruan Shiqing's eyes were full of surprise, and he tentatively responded, "Hello."

"Okay, now there is a translation. Can you tell me where you found what you have in your hand?" The man's words were translated simultaneously by the robot.

As expected, he was interested in the parts in his hand. Ruan Shiqing guessed that the crashed aircraft must have cost a lot of money.

Thinking of the carefully hidden drive and engine, he suppressed his joy and played the role of a homeless teenager who had never seen the world vividly: "I can show you the way, but if that thing is valuable, you have to pay me."

As expected, the man sneered after hearing this, with a somewhat ferocious expression: "Don't even think about anything else. Tell me the place honestly and I'll give you a hundred star coins as a guide fee."

Ruan Shiqing seemed to be frightened by his ferocious expression. After hesitating for a while, he bit his lip and nodded, then looked at the robot curiously: "What is this?"

Before the man could answer, the robot responded first: "My name is 'Alex', I am a Type IV life-assisting robot produced by Naxi Company. I have mastered 260 interstellar languages ​​and am good at all kinds of housework--"

But before it could finish, the man interrupted it and mocked it, "Are you interested in Alex? You can't afford someone like him."

"Is it expensive? I can save money and buy a cheaper one." Ruan Shiqing said this, but what he was thinking was: I can't afford it now, but I may be able to afford it after I sell the drive and engine.

"You may have to save up to five hundred years, if you can live to that time." The man seemed to be much kinder because he was willing to lead the way, so he pointed him to another way: "But if you go to the underground market, you may be lucky enough to buy a translation robot at a low price."

Of course, those are all old models that have been eliminated, and it is unknown whether the language system includes ancient human languages.

The man smiled wickedly but did not remind her of this. He just gestured for Ruan Shiqing to lead the way.

Ruan Shiqing led people to the place where the aircraft crashed as promised, but he did not approach it. Instead, he stopped at a distance and pointed out: "That's it. I want to sell the things in my hand, so I won't go there. Can you tell me how to get to the underground market?"

His suggestion was exactly what the man wanted. He didn't even need to go closer to take a closer look. With just one glance, he was sure that the crashed shuttle was the "Silver Falcon". The man's breathing became rapid, and naturally he didn't care about Ruan Shiqing. He casually took out a hundred star coins and threw them to him, perfunctorily pointed to the approximate location of the underground market, and then left him and rushed forward to check.

Ruan Shiqing took this opportunity to escape. He knew best whether there were any valuable items on the aircraft.

Sure enough, about ten minutes later, the man jumped off the shuttle in anger, his pupils erect, the scales on his face opening and closing as if alive, revealing the coldness unique to snakes: "Who stole my drive and engine?" He looked around angrily, and found that the guy who led the way had disappeared long ago. He could only kick the garbage next to him hard, sent a text message to his companions, and asked them to dismantle the remaining valuable parts on the shuttle.

But compared to the most valuable drive and engine, the rest is just garbage.

The man swore a few words angrily, but he had to suppress his anger and wait for his companions to arrive.

At this time, Ruan Shiqing had already left happily with a hundred star coins in his pocket. It was unknown what material the coins in this world were made of. They were slightly larger than coins, shining silver, and engraved with complex and gorgeous patterns on both sides. At first glance, they looked like a majestic beast, and only the familiar Arabic numerals in the center could be understood.

"We have money now." Ruan Shiqing played with the star coin he had just obtained and waved it in front of Gouzi as if to show off: "Dad will take you to buy delicious food right away."

"..." Rong Heng was powerless to refute his wrong perception and could only raise his paw to push away the poor star coin.

Your Royal Highness has never seen star coins with such a small value. One hundred should be the smallest value among star coins, right?

However, Ruan Shiqing thought that Gouzi was curious about the star coin, so he generously stuffed the entire star coin into his hand and said seriously: "You can play with it for a while, but don't lose it."

Rong Heng: ...

He stared at the poor star coin in front of him for a while, and saw that it was about to slip out from the gap under the coat due to the bumps. After hesitating for a moment, he pulled the star coin back and held it down with his claws.

If he really lost it, he would definitely cry, right?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought uncertainly.

Ruan Shiqing was on his way to the underground market. The snake-faced man's directions were too perfunctory. After three misguided attempts, he finally found a wooden sign with a simple iron hammer and sickle painted on it - this was the signpost to the underground market.

The arrow on the wooden sign pointed to a narrow staircase made of irregular stones. Because of the lack of sunlight for many years, the gaps between the stones were covered with slippery moss. It meandered downward from under Ruan Shiqing's feet, deep and dark, with no end in sight.

After confirming that he had found the right place, Ruan Shiqing let out a sigh of relief and carefully walked down the stairs.

I didn't know how long the stairs were. I walked down for a long time before I finally saw a faint light. Ruan Shiqing quickened his pace and turned a corner. He saw a huge stone archway. Behind the archway, the empty and bright underground cave was filled with various stalls and bargaining customers.

There was a lot of noise.

Some of these people had animal ears on their heads, some had animal tails showing, and some were even bargaining in the form of animals... The goods displayed on the stalls were even more bizarre. Although Ruan Shiqing's worldview had long been shattered, in this situation, his heartbeat would still speed up and his blood pressure would rise for a moment.

After calming down a bit, Ruan Shiqing walked into the dungeon. Everyone was busy and didn't notice the arrival of a newcomer.

He pretended to be an expert in the underground world, but in reality he was observing from the dark. Occasionally, a stall owner would greet him, but the language was so strange that he could only pass by without even glancing at them.

The cave was huge, with many stalls. Ruan Shiqing kept walking inside, trying to find a robot like Alex, but after walking for a long time, he didn't see anything like it. Instead, a familiar voice caught his attention.

In an inconspicuous corner, a man was sitting cross-legged in front of a stall with few goods. His whole body was covered by a brown awning, so his face could not be seen clearly. His only speech in Mandarin was very eye-catching.

"Clearance sale, the last few items, clearance sale, don't miss it if you pass by..." This man was like an emotionless repeater, shouting out the same repetitive phrases tirelessly, occasionally inserting a passage in a language that Ruan Shiqing couldn't understand, but based on the similar frequency, it was estimated to be the interstellar universal language version of "clearance sale".

Ruan Shiqing stood there and observed for a while, then walked towards the man's stall.

The other party saw him approaching and asked in Mandarin: "What do you want, sir?"

Ruan Shiqing scanned the merchandise on the stall and asked casually, "Do you have a translation robot?"

He didn't have high hopes at first, but just wanted to use this as an excuse to get close to the stall owner and ask if he knew where to buy a cheap translation robot. Unexpectedly, the other party excitedly said, "Yes, yes, yes." He picked up a shabby little robot from the stall and enthusiastically promoted it, "This is a Type IV life-assisting robot produced by Naxi Company. It is equipped with 260 interstellar languages. It's only 998 yuan. It's absolutely worth the money!"

As if he was afraid that Ruan Shiqing would not believe him, he lowered his head and fiddled with the drums to turn on the broken robot. He greeted him in Mandarin, which was not very fluent: "Mr. Xianxian, hello, No. 09..., at your service."

Ruan Shiqing: ???

Oh no, I ran into a rip-off.

He said indifferently: "Don't try to fool me. I have seen Naxi Type IV robots. The one in your hand, let alone a Type IV robot, doesn't even look like a robot. Two hundred star coins is not more." It was a small pile of tattered things placed on the stall. It didn't move or make any sound, and you couldn't tell it was a robot.

Unexpectedly, he is a knowledgeable guy. The stall owner smiled and said, "I think you look kind, little brother. If you really want it, four hundred dollars is not less."

"I only have two hundred and one. If you don't sell it, I'll go look somewhere else." Ruan Shiqing was well aware of the bargaining tactics and was about to leave.

As expected, the stall owner tried to persuade me to stay: "Two hundred and one is too little. I can't even make back my cost. Two hundred and thirty, is two hundred and thirty okay?"

"Deal." Ruan Shiqing turned around, picked up the tattered little robot, and studied it, "Is it okay?"

The little robot was quite good at self-selling and responded immediately: "No, it's not bad! I, I know two hundred and eighty-one...interstellar languages." Twenty-one more than Type IV!

"That's it."

After all, he only spent 230 star coins, so he knew the robot would not be in good condition. But he didn't need the robot to do anything else, as long as it could temporarily serve as a translator. He would slowly learn the interstellar universal language, and once he learned it, he would no longer need the robot to translate.

"Thank you for your patronage." The stall owner handed him a small bottle of motor oil. "This is a gift. Robots' joints often need oil."

After saying that, he opened his arms towards Ruan Shiqing and waited to be paid.

Ruan Shiqing calmly lowered his head and discussed with Gou Zi: "Where are the star coins that Dad gave you to keep?"

"..." Rong Heng moved his claws away expressionlessly.

His temporary master was poorer than he had imagined.

Ruan Shiqing rubbed his head with a smile and put a hundred star coins into the stall owner's hand: "This is a deposit. I will pay you the balance after I sell all the goods I have."

Stall owner: ???

While he was still not able to react, Ruan Shiqing carried the little robot into the crowd.

He had carefully observed along the way just now, and found that the goods displayed on several stalls were similar to what he had in hand. Now that he had the small robot, he could go and ask about the situation.

Fortunately, the three parts he dismantled were in high demand and were in relatively new condition. After comparing prices from three vendors, Ruan Shiqing sold them to the second vendor and received 1,330 Star Coins in return.

After paying the balance for the little robot, he still had 1,200 left. He spent another 400 star coins to buy four tubes of nutrient solution and two tubes of external injury medicine, and then Ruan Shiqing happily left the market with the dog in his arms.

He didn't notice the two figures following him stealthily.

Ruan Shiqing was holding a puppy in his coat and a small robot in his hands. His steps were much lighter than when he came down, and even the shadow behind him seemed to be excited.

The two brothers hid in the darkness and followed him closely, but they had a small argument at the corner.

"Are you really going to do it? He looks poorer than us."

"I saw him sell the aircraft parts to Endor, and bought nutrients and medicines. He also had 800 star coins in his pocket. Although it's not much, it's enough for us to buy nutrient solution to last for a few days."

"But we stole his money, what should he do?"

This question made both of them silent. After a moment, the eldest brother said, "Then leave the nutritional supplements and medicine to him. At worst, we can return them to him after we get the money back."

…

The whispers in the dark did not escape Rong Heng's ears. He shook his ears and snorted unhappily.

On the remote garbage planet, not only is poverty omnipresent, but public security is also poor.

Just as he was wondering whether to remind the boy, he felt someone rubbing the top of his head.

When he looked up, he saw the boy leaning against the wall, hiding in a shadow. He placed the broken robot he just bought at his feet, so that it wouldn't get damaged in the fight. After doing all this, he lowered his eyes, rubbed his head, and whispered in a low voice, "Don't be afraid and don't scream, understand?"

It doesn't look like he is completely without vigilance.

He is also very courageous.

He is meddling in other people's business.

Rong Heng sneered and lay back lazily.

Author has something to say: Little Robot 09: Sir, I am proficient in 281 languages, master 137 types of Imperial technologies, and I don't eat and drink for free. If you buy me, it will definitely be worth the money!

Rongzai (alert): Who is eating and drinking for free?

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Here we are! Our little Ruan gradually has a family.

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