The gentleman bug seemed not interested in Lan Xing, who was covering his head and face. He lost the enthusiasm and patience he had when facing He Yan. He turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down. He raised one leg over the other and made a good posture before saying in a tone: "You can call me Black World."

Black world?

The boss of the eastern mining area?

He Yan always felt that something was wrong.

"Tony Stark."

He Yan graciously reported the idol's name, and then patted Lan Xing's arm to indicate that he was fine and told him not to be nervous.

Only then did Blue Star put down his guard.

Hei Jie nodded, hooked Dali's two fingers, and gave some kind of instruction.

Vigorously walked to the low table in front of the sofa, and opened a metal box on the low table.

During this process, He Yan observed that Dali showed an impatient expression twice, and the expression was fleeting, and he was not sure if he had read it wrong.

Inside the tin box was a pile of white crystalline ores. Because they hadn't been polished yet, there was still a layer of hoarfrost-like wrapping on the surface, which looked dull.

Hei Jie leaned on the back of the sofa with one arm outstretched, and rested the other hand on his upturned leg. His chin was casual: "Do you know what this is?"

"do not know."

There is no record of knowledge about ore in the original body's brain, and He Yan has not dabbled in this field yet.

Hei Jie seemed to have seized the opportunity to show off, leaning forward slightly, a little mysterious in pride: "This is the Force Stone."

He knows the Force Sword, but what is the Force Stone?

"It's normal that you don't know." Hei Jie was very satisfied with He Yan's ignorance, and showed off in a smug manner: "This is a good thing that was just discovered, and not many worms know of its existence yet."

Without popularity, it means that the product has no market value yet, but the black world looks like it is making a lot of money, which shows that the function of this thing is very valuable, as long as it is launched on the market, it will bring extremely high economic profits.

This aroused He Yan's interest: "What's the use of this thing?"

Hei Jie waved his hand again, signaling to vigorously step forward and show off.

This time He Yan made sure to overturn Byakugan vigorously.

Vigorously walked between the two worms and spread his palms.

In the palm of his hand was a heap of finely ground white powder.

The pile of powder seemed to be alive, floating and dancing in a small area, and emitting a faint soft light.

This soft light seemed familiar to He Yan.

Next, Dali began to focus on the pile of powder, and the veins on his arms, neck, and temples showed that it was a laborious task.

When He Yan began to feel a little bored, the powder finally floated up slowly in Dali's palm, and finally condensed into a snow-white shield half the size of a palm, let's treat it as a shrunken version of the shield for now.

But the small shield shattered not long after it was formed, instead of returning to powder, it shattered into small pieces.

At this time, He Yan suddenly remembered that the ball that wrapped the blue star also exuded such light, and finally broke into pieces.

"This has just been developed, and now only the military and nobles can use it..."

He Yan remembered what Zunfa said when they surrounded them in the market.

"After the Force Stone is ground into powder, it can be controlled by mental power to condense it into a desired shape. The stronger the mental power, the larger the shape, the longer it takes, and the stronger it will be." Heijie continued to act as the commentator.

This concept is a bit beyond the scope of He Yan's previous cognition, and it is too fantasy.

But regardless of unknown theories, in the Zerg society dominated by spiritual power, the emergence of the Force Stone is not only the birth of a new field, but it is likely to bring leaps and bounds to the development of Zerg.

This is not a business opportunity, but the future of a race.

For a long time, the existence that can trigger historical changes is a double-edged sword. If it is used well, it will be a boost, and if it is not used well, it may bring disaster.

When He Yan was doing research in the original world, every time he launched a new product, he would consider the consequences, instead of blindly introducing new ones.

The Zerg Federation should have taken this into consideration, so it hasn't been promoted on a large scale.

He Yan looked at Lanxing sideways, and found that Lanxing's eyes under the goggles were very calm, and he tilted his head and looked back at him suspiciously, as if he was thinking of something.

It seems that Lanxing's memory will not come back for a while.

"What does this have to do with me?" He Yan turned to the black world and asked.

Although he was also very interested in the Force Stone, he wanted to know why the black world would find him and tell him such a valuable business secret without reservation.

Heijie glanced at the Force Stone in the tin box, and said to He Yan, "I'll give you a commission, and you can sell them for me."

"Huh?" He Yan suspected that he had heard it wrong. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just a waste worm. He was poor and almost starved to death. How could he have the right to negotiate business with a big boss.

"I know what happened after you came to 2779. You used to have nothing, but it took only half a month to earn enough money for food and lodging, and even started a small business." Hei Jie explained the reason.

He Yan didn't quite agree with this explanation: "It's just forced by life, it's nothing special."

"No, you're wrong." Hei Jie put down his upturned leg and continued in an elder tone: "Did you know that tens of thousands of insects die every day in 2779, and those who die of poverty are Accounted for 72%, but you survived through your own efforts."

"You have a business mind and know how to get the most benefit."

He Yan shook his head, still feeling that this argument was too far-fetched, he never believed in pies falling from the sky: "Good luck, it's just a coincidence."

"One time is a coincidence, and two times may be a coincidence, but it is a skill to make a steady profit every time." Hei Jie showed a rather appreciative smile.

Hearing this, He Yan couldn't help complaining to himself in his heart: That was before, since he picked up two worms, he was only doing money-losing business.

After thinking about it, he glanced at Lan Xing teasingly.

Lan Xing, who has been sitting obediently by the side:?

Looking at Lan Xing's dazed but innocent eyes, He Yan felt in a good mood.

Hei Jie thought that He Yan was asking for help from his companions, so he took advantage of the victory and chased after him: "How about it? This is a good opportunity to show your talents. As long as you do it well, you will have nothing to worry about in this life."

"I don't have to worry about eating and drinking now." He Yan said leisurely, "Thank you for your kindness, I am not qualified for this job, and I will pay back the debt I owe you today."

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave with Lan Xing.

The moment he turned around, he saw the corner of Dali's mouth twitching slightly behind Hei Jie, as if he was very happy to see Hei Jie deflated.

"I can give you a 1% profit commission." Hei Jie threw out the temptation of profit.

He Yan didn't respond, and continued to walk towards the elevator.

"2%." Hei Jie stood up.

There are still two steps to reach the elevator entrance.

"3%." Hei Jie almost said the number through gritted teeth.

He Yan pressed the button of the elevator.

"Crack." There was a crisp sound from some kind of machinery.

Lan Xing had already turned around first, blocking behind He Yan.

He Yan turned his head slowly, and saw the muzzle of the black hole pointing at them.

"No? Do you think you can leave here?" Hei Jie raised his gun, although his tone was pretending to be relaxed, but in fact he was no longer as calm as before.

"Then you shoot." He Yan's voice was cold, without any timidity.

Lan Xing tilted his head, and said seriously to He Yan behind him in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

If it wasn't for the cloth bag hat on Lan Xing's head, he would have reached out and rubbed Lan Xing's head.

Whether this bug is stupid or not, just because he picked it up, he is willing to protect it with his life.

He Yan secretly swore in his heart that he would treat Lan Xing as a good brother in his life.

But now there is no need for brothers to accompany them with their lives.

He turned sideways, came to the front of Blue Star, opened his arms facing the black world, and said nonchalantly, "Shoot, Mr. Black World."

The word "Black Realm" was pronounced emphatically by him.

Hei Jie's finger holding the gun moved hesitantly a few times, but he never pulled the trigger.

"265 times."

During the stalemate, a door of the reception room was opened, and an old voice came from behind the door.

"Heijie" put down the gun in his hand in annoyance, and let out an unconvinced curse.

At this moment, Dali finally smiled without any scruples, gloating very clearly.

He Yan also lowered his open arms, quietly waiting for the worm behind the door to appear.

"From the first time you traded things to the last time, the price difference between them is 265 times." As the voice fell, the worm behind the door had already walked into the light.

When He Yan saw the old female coming out from behind the door, He Yan was a little surprised: "It's you?"

"I said, we will meet again." The old female came to He Yan with steady steps.

He Yan hooked the corners of his lips, and joked: "You are the real "black world", right?"

"Haha, I'm laughing." The old female didn't mind He Yan's big or small, and laughed heartily, "It's just a random nickname outside, my name is Benson, and I don't think you are called either." Tony. Stark "Yes."

"He Yan." He Yan replied with a smile, "I haven't thanked you for your help before."

"It's easy, and like you said, it's an exchange of equal value." When Benson raised his hand, a necklace fell from his finger, and the pendant of the necklace was the photo frame pendant left by the original body.

Benson was the old trash-picking female who had traded with He Yan for the first time.

No wonder he didn't see this pendant when he was packing up the things that fell on the ground, it was probably brought back by Dali.

"But, your identity has changed..." He Yan paused, and looked at Benson politely.

Benson was wearing a set of mine overalls, and he didn't look like a gangster, but he was still a bit different from the previous tramp image.

"This, I have my own reasons." Benson didn't want to say, and then waved his arm back, "My two stupid sons, they both bet with me that they can take you under their command."

This situation also made He Yan a little surprised, so the big stupid Dali and the acting-loving fake Heijie turned out to be two brothers?

"How is it? Would you like to join us?" Benson asked He Yan with a smile, "I'll give you a 4% profit commission."

The author has something to say:

He Yan: Blue Star, you have been my good brother all your life.

Mir: It seems that the Overlord can only fight hard.