The man spoke the interstellar language, which Ruan Shiqing naturally did not understand.

However, Ruan Shiqing guessed a little bit of the other party's intentions from the eager expression, the increased strength, and the glances that swept over the parts of the aircraft from time to time. But he still shook his head, pretending to be ignorant and dazed, indicating that he could not understand what he said.

"It turned out to be an ancient human?" The man was not surprised, he glanced up and down, seeing that he was dressed in outdated clothes, and even more embarrassed, he muttered: "I don't understand the common language, and I don't know where he escaped from. The..." After saying that, he made a gesture to ask Ruan Shiqing to wait, and then strode away.

Walking to a simple tent on the edge of the garbage dump, the man shouted a few words, and then walked over with a cylindrical machine.

The cylindrical machine, painted gray, half-human height, with disc pulleys at the bottom, followed the man on its own, seemingly intelligent.

After walking in front of him, two manipulators protruded from the smooth cylindrical wall of the machine. The semicircle at the top should be the head. After turning it a few times, it aimed at Ruan Shiqing and said hello politely: "Hello, sir."

It is more polite than his master.

More importantly, the language it speaks turned out to be standard Mandarin.

Ruan Shiqing was full of surprise, and tentatively responded: "Hello."

"Okay, there is a translator now, can you tell me where did you find the thing in your hand?" The man's words were translated synchronously by the robot.

Sure enough, he was interested in the parts in his hands. Ruan Shiqing guessed that the crashed aircraft should be expensive.

Thinking of the carefully hidden drive and engine, he suppressed the joy in his heart, and played a homeless teenager who had never seen the world to life: "I can lead you, but if that thing is valuable, you share my money."

The man sneered after hearing this, his expression a bit fierce: "Don't think about the rest, tell me the place honestly, and give you 100 star coins to lead the way."

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?"

The man didn't answer yet, but the robot responded first: "My name is 'alex', I am a Type 4 life assistance robot produced by Naxi Company. I have mastered 260 interstellar languages ​​and am good at various housework-"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man, who laughed and said, "Have you seen Alex? You can't afford it."

"Is it expensive? I can save up money to buy a cheap one." Ruan Shiqing said this, thinking in his heart: I can't afford it now, and I might not be able to afford it when I sell the drive and engine.

"Then you may have to save five hundred years, if you can live to that time." The man probably saw that he was willing to lead the way, and his attitude was much kinder, so he pointed him another way: "But if you go to the underground people Market, if you are lucky, you may be able to buy translation robots at a low price."

Of course, there are 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 him of this, he only signaled Ruan Shiqing to lead the way.

Ruan Shiqing took people to the place where the aircraft crashed as promised, but he did not approach, but stopped a long way away and stretched out his finger: "That's it, I still want to sell the things in my hand, so I don't want to. It's gone. Can you tell me how to get to the Underground Market?"

His proposal was exactly what the man wanted, and he didn't need to look closely. With just one glance, he was sure that the flying shuttle that crashed was the "Silver Falcon". The man was breathing quickly, so naturally he couldn't take care of Ruan Shiqing anymore. He took out a hundred star coins and threw it to him.

Ruan Shiqing took advantage of this opportunity and quickly slipped away. He knew best whether there were any valuables on the aircraft.

Sure enough, about ten minutes later, the man jumped off the shuttle angrily, his pupils stood up, the scales on his face opened and closed like life, revealing the coldness unique to snakes: "Who stole my drive? And the engine?" He looked around angrily and found that the boy who led the way had long since disappeared, so he could only kick the garbage next to him, and sent a text message to his companions, asking someone to put the remaining value on the shuttle. parts removed.

But compared to the most valuable drives and engines, the rest is just junk.

The man cursed a few words angrily, but had to suppress his anger and wait for his companion to arrive.

At this time, Ruan Shiqing had already left happily with a hundred stars in his pocket. The coins of this world do not know what material they are made of. Slightly larger than a coin, it is silver, with intricate and gorgeous patterns engraved on both sides. At first glance, it looks like a majestic beast. Only the familiar Arabic numerals in the center can be understood.

"We are rich." Ruan Shiqing played with the star coins he just got, and shook it in front of the dog in a show-off manner: "Dad will take you to buy something delicious right away."

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

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

However, Ruan Shiqing thought that the dog was curious about the star coins, so he generously stuffed the whole star coins to him, and said seriously: "I can play with you for a while, but don't lose it."

Rong Heng:  …

He stared at the poor star coin in front of him for a while, seeing that it was about to slip out of the gap under the jacket because of the bump, he hesitated for a while, but still pulled the star coin back and held it with his claws.

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

His Royal Highness thought uncertainly.

Ruan Shiqing was on his way to the underground people's market. Because the snake-faced man's directions were too perfunctory, he finally found a wooden sign with a simple hammer and a sickle after looking for the wrong three times - this is the underground A guide sign for the people's market.

The arrow of the wooden sign points to the narrow staircase, which is made of irregular stones. Because of the lack of light all the year round, the gaps between the stones are covered with slippery moss. From the feet of Ruan Shiqing all the way down, it is dark and dark, with no end in sight.

After confirming that he was in the right place, Ruan Shiqing let out a sigh of relief and carefully stepped up the stairs and went down.

I don't know how long the stairs are. After walking down for a long time, finally saw the faint light. Ruan Shiqing quickened his pace, turned a corner, and saw a huge stone-carved arch. Behind the arch, there was an empty and bright crypt. Packed with various stalls and haggling customers.

The crowd was full of people.

These people either wear animal ears, or show animal tails, and even bargain directly in the form of beasts... The goods on the stalls are even more bizarre, although Ruan Shiqing's world view has long been broken, this is the case Under the scene, there will still be a momentary increase in the heart rate and blood pressure.

After calming down a little, Ruan Shiqing walked into the crypt. Everyone was busy and didn't notice a new arrival.

He pretended to be skilled and wandered in the crypt, but in fact he was observing secretly. Occasionally, the stall owner greeted him, but the language was very unfamiliar, and he could only pass by without squinting.

The crypt is very large and there are many stalls. Ruan Shiqing kept walking inside, trying to find a robot like Alex, but unfortunately, after walking for a long time, he did not see anything similar. Instead, a familiar voice caught his attention.

In an inconspicuous corner, a person sat cross-legged in front of a stall with few goods, the whole person was covered by a brown cloak, and he could not see his face clearly.

"Clearance sale, the last few items, the clearance sale is over, don't miss it when you pass by..." This man is like a repeating machine with Tai Mo De's feelings, and he tirelessly shouts and repeats words, occasionally interspersed with a paragraph of Ruan Shiqing listening. I don't understand the language, but based on the similar frequency, it is estimated to be the Interstellar version of "clearance sale".

Ruan Shiqing stopped and observed for a while, then walked towards the man's booth.

Seeing him approaching, the other party asked in Mandarin, "What do the guests want?"

Ruan Shiqing glanced at the goods on the booth and asked casually, "Do you have a translation robot here?"

He didn't have much hope at first. He just wanted to use this pretext to get close to the stall owner, and then asked if he knew where he could buy a cheap translation robot. Unexpectedly, the other party was excited: "Yes, yes." Said He picked up a tattered little robot from the booth and sold it enthusiastically: "This is a Type 4 life-assisting robot produced by Naxi Company. It is loaded with 260 interstellar languages. As long as 998, it is absolutely worth the money! "

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As if afraid of Ruan Shiqing's disbelief, he lowered his head and fiddled around, letting the tattered robot turn on, and greeted him in Mandarin not fluently: "Mr. Xianxian, you, hello, number 09... for, for you, to serve. ."

Ruan Shiqing: ? ? ?

Oh, I've run into a slaughterer.

He looked indifferent: "Don't try to lie to me, I have seen a Naxi Type 4 robot, and this one in your hand, let alone a Type 4 robot, doesn't look like a robot, so two hundred star coins can't be more. "A small pile of tattered rubbish is placed on the booth, and you can't find out that this is still a robot if you don't move or make a sound.

Unexpectedly, he still knew the goods, and the stall owner smiled embarrassingly: "I think the little brother has a good face. If you sincerely want it, four hundred can't be less."

"I only have two hundred and one. If I don't sell it, I'll go to another house to see it." Ruan Shiqing was well versed in the trick of bargaining, and was ready to leave.

The stall owner really said something to retain: "Two hundred and one is too little, I can't even earn back the cost, two hundred and three, do you see two hundred and three lines?"

"Deal." Ruan Shiqing turned around, picked up the tattered little robot, and studied: "Is it not broken?"

The little robot is quite capable of self-promotion, and immediately responded: "No, it's not bad! I, I know two hundred and eighty one... interstellar, language." Twenty one more than Type 4!

"That's it."

After all, it only cost two hundred and thirty star coins, and I also know that the state of the little robot will not be very good. However, he doesn't need the little robot to do anything else, as long as it can act as a translator temporarily, and he himself will slowly learn the Interstellar Common Language. After he learns it, he won't need robot translation.

"Thank you for your patronage." The stall owner took out a small bottle of motor oil and handed it to him: "This is a gift. The joints of the robot often need some oil."

After speaking, he opened his hand to Ruan Shiqing, waiting to receive the money.

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

"..." Rong Heng removed his claws expressionlessly.

His temporary master was even poorer than he thought.

Ruan Shiqing smiled and rubbed his little head, and put a hundred star coins into the hand of the stall owner: "This is the deposit, and the balance will be paid to you after I sell the goods in my hand."

stall owner: ? ? ?

Ruan Shiqing took advantage of his unresponsiveness, and hugged the little robot into the crowd.

As he walked along the way just now, he had observed it carefully. There were a few booths with similar goods that were in his hands. Now that he had a small robot, he could just ask about the situation.

Fortunately, the demand for the three parts he dismantled was relatively high, and the condition was relatively new. After the price was compared with the three, Ruan Shiqing sold it to the second one for 1,330 star coins.

After paying the balance of the little robot, there is still one thousand and two left. After spending another 400 star coins to buy four tubes of nutritional supplements and two tubes of trauma medicine, Ruan Shiqing happily left the market with the dog in his arms.

He didn't notice the two figures sneaking behind him.

Ruan Shiqing had a puppy in his coat and a small robot in his hand. Compared to when he came down, his footsteps were much lighter, and even the shadow behind him seemed to be excited.

The two brothers who followed him by hiding in the dark followed him not far or near, but there was a small dispute around the corner.

"Really? He looks poorer than us."

"I saw that he sold the aircraft parts to Endor, bought nutritional supplements and medicines, and still had eight hundred star coins in his pocket. Although it is not much, it is enough for us to buy nutrient solution for a few days."

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

This question made the two of them silent at the same time. After a while, the boss said: "Then leave the nutritional supplements and medicines to him. The big deal is that we can pay him back 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 star, not only is poverty all around, but the security is also very poor.

When he was hesitating whether to take action to remind the boy, he felt the top of his head being rubbed.

Raising his eyes, he saw that the boy's body was clinging to the wall, just hiding in a shadow. The tattered little robot he just bought was cherished by his feet, so as not to break it later. After doing all this, he lowered his eyes, rubbed his head again, and whispered in a voice: "Don't be afraid, and don't scream, you know?"

This way, it doesn't seem to be so vigilant.

The courage is not small.

Rather, he was too busy.

Rong Heng snorted lightly, and lay back lazily.

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