On the outskirts far from the city, Han Lang was taken to an old salvage ship. The spaceship quickly took off and entered the dark space. At this time, Han Lang finally met the leaders of the salvage workers in the salvage ship's warehouse.
It seems that these are just some very ordinary workers. Due to years of hard work, their hands are full of calluses, wearing work clothes and leather boots, and there is a middle-aged woman among them.
"Mr. Han, I'm sorry for bringing you into outer space." The oldest elder ordered his subordinates to give Han Lang a chair, and then said in a deep voice: "Commander Fulin's subordinates are everywhere on the ground, only on the ship are there no Will be monitored by Flynn."
Han Lang nodded and said with a smile, "I understand everyone very well. Life under the fence is not easy."
The old man nodded, and sat opposite Han Lang and said, "My name is Lynch, and I can be regarded as the spokesperson for this group of salvage workers. I heard that you want a large number of robots. I don't know the exact number?"
Han Lang said seriously: "No matter how many you have, I want them all."
Hulala~
The workers behind him were boiling, perhaps because of Han Lang's generosity.
Lynch frowned and asked, "Are you serious? Did you buy all the complete sets of robots?"
Han Lang nodded, and said lightly: "Not only is it a complete set, as long as it is everything related to the robot, even a single screw, I want all of them. After all, robots will always wear out during long-term use, and parts cannot be missing. .”
"But that will cost a lot of money, you..."
Shua~
With a light touch of his finger on the moon mark, Han Lang took out a blueprint. Putting it in Lynch's hand, he said, "This is the blueprint of the Incasas-class frigate. You can easily sell it for more than 8 billion star coins on any exchange in the galaxy."
The price of the blueprint is determined according to the price of the finished product. Because the general price of the Casas-class frigate Galaxy is 150 million star coins, if the shipyard has a blueprint. Two or three ships can be easily manufactured in a month, and within a few years, the cost of a blueprint will be earned back, so the price of this blueprint is 8 billion star coins, which Han Lang rarely said. It can sell 1.2 to 15 billion star coins.
Salvage workers were shocked. Lynch stood up, cast a look behind him, and said politely to Han Lang: "Please wait a moment, this is a very important matter, we need to discuss it."
"Easy." Han Lang smiled and made a gesture of invitation.
The workers left the room in a blink of an eye, leaving only a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl behind. She poured Han Lang a cup of tea and found some cheap-looking sealed snacks.
Han Lang frowned slightly and looked at the little girl's hand and said, "What's the matter with this injury on your hand? If it's not treated well, it will leave a scar, and it won't be pretty. This is a tube of healing agent, which is sprayed on the skin twice a day. On the wound, the effect is very good."
The little girl shyly took the healing potion and held it in her hand. Immediately, she became closer to Han Lang.
The voices of the foremen outside were loud, and it seemed that the foremen had disagreements and there was a fierce quarrel.
"What are they arguing about?" Han Lang asked curiously.
"Grandpa Lynch wants to sell you the robot we hid outside Darktow Castle, but that would violate the law and be troubled by Commander Flynn." He said it.
"Law?" Han Lang was puzzled and said, "There is still a law in the Wilderness Starfield?"
"Yes, the law enacted by Commander Fulin. Those of us who are in charge of salvage cannot sell robots privately, not even a single part. We have to go through the dealers in the market. The dealers have to pay taxes to Commander Fulin first to get the money. , the rest is ours." The little girl said.
"Are the taxes high?"
"Well, the distributor gets 5%, and the leader of Fulin gets 80%."
Han Lang was startled, and his eyebrows were furrowed. This tax rate is really harsh. The salvage workers worked hard, but they only got 15% of the profit? In other words, a set of robots is only 1,500 star coins.
You must know that the operation of this salvage ship requires cost, and most of the salvaged parts are robot parts, and it takes many women and children to assemble the parts into a set before they can be sold. Partially torn.
So hard, to earn this little money? Han Lang was worthless for these workers.
Huh~
Han Lang heaved a sigh of relief. How could he manage so much as a passer-by? Lawlessness is the way of survival in the wilderness star field. Even if Han Lang saw the barbarism and injustice here, he couldn't give too much to the salvage workers. help.
Soon, Lynch led the foremen back into the room. It seemed that they had reached an agreement. It was not difficult to see from the tense faces of most people that they had taken great risks.
"It's all discussed. We have a huge batch of robots, which are very mixed. Most of them are parts. We haven't had time to count them, so we don't know the exact number. We can only tell you that this batch of robots is no less than two." One hundred thousand cubic meters." Lynch swallowed and said seriously.
Two hundred thousand cubic meters!
Han Lang was taken aback for a moment. It really was a large number of robots. If one robot is disassembled into parts and occupies one cubic meter of space, that would be at least 200,000 robots
Moreover, apart from engineering robots, there may be more advanced combat robots and maintenance robots.
Nodding his head, Han Lang said in a deep voice, "Very well, I want all of these. I also want to find some logic chips. If you have them, I can offer you a high price."
Lynch smiled wryly and said, "To tell you the truth, we really don't even have a single logic chip. It was a cargo ship of prehistoric civilization that fell near here. When civilization carries robots, it will extract all the logic chips of all robots."
"Over the years, we have found a total of four complete logic chips, all of which were handed over to Chief Fulin. The logic chips are working robots on the cargo ship, and the other robots are just cargo."
Han Lang felt a little regretful. When the prehistoric civilization shipped the robots, the logic chips would be taken out, and the robots were all boxed, so most of the robots did not have logic chips. Only those who worked on the ship, were responsible for sweeping the floor, and maintaining the battleship, these were in operation. robots, they have logic chips.
"Forget it, having this batch of non-intelligent robots will be of great help to me. Let's talk about how to trade." Han Lang said helplessly.
Lynch said in a deep voice, "I'll give you a marker. Wait for us there after you leave Darktow Fort. We're trading in space. By the way, bring your cargo ship."
...
Han Lang didn't have a cargo ship, but he happened to have an armed mining ship on hand. The ship's warehouse for loading ore was as high as one million square meters, enough to hold 200,000 cubic meters of robot parts.
At this moment, the armed mining ship was floating in outer space under Yuanyuan's command. Han Lang asked Yuanyuan to send a position marker to the mining ship and gather at the predetermined location.
Immediately, Han Lang went to the airport to pick up the Demon Claw and left Undercurrent Castle.
Before leaving, the greedy tax officials paid more than 20,000 star coins in taxes. Han Lang didn't like the local ruler Fulin's land scraping, but money was not a problem for Han Lang, so he didn't say anything .
Shua~
After two hyperspace jumps, the Demon Claw class arrived at the scheduled pick-up location. More than ten hours later, Han Lang's armed mining ship also arrived. Two ships, one large and one small, were floating in space.
"Why haven't you come yet? Could something have happened?" Han Lang thought while practicing the forty-six ensemble in the cab.
suddenly~
Just as Han Lang was waiting anxiously, a piece of tattered space shuttle came out of the jump channel and hurriedly approached Han Lang. Judging from the driving status of the shuttle, the driver was undoubtedly a novice .
"Wrap the light beam with stagnation! This ship is too chaotic, it will collide if you approach it like this!"
Han Lang hurriedly entangled the shuttle with a beam of light, slowly dragged it to the Demon Claw, and then opened the docking cabin.
"Han Lang, please save Grandpa Lynch and my father!"
It wasn't Lynch who came, but the little girl named Huniu whom Han Lang had seen yesterday, and a boy in a grade younger than her. That boy was driving the shuttle. No wonder the road was wobbly and almost hit Han Lang's Demon Claw.
"Don't worry, tell me what's going on." Han Lang asked as he brought the two children into the cockpit.
Ten minutes later, Han Lang finally understood the cause and effect.
Due to the long-term exploitation by the Flynn commander, these salvage workers headed by Lynch hid half of the harvest from space salvage operations every time in order to survive. After a long time, they actually saved 200,000 cubic meters of robot parts .
Robots are a taboo in the Milky Way. Although some people buy them, no one dares to buy them in large quantities like Han Lang. Therefore, although Lynch and the others have accumulated a large number of robot parts, they have been unable to sell them.
At this time, Han Lang just came and claimed to purchase a large number of robots, so Lynch took Han Lang to outer space to discuss. Han Lang's sincerity made Lynch and the others very excited. The robot parts accumulated for a long time were sold to Han Lang.
As it turned out, Han Lang and Lynch had just negotiated, and Lynch went back to find manpower to move out the hidden robot parts. After all, it was a large amount of goods, and it was unreasonable to use hundreds of labors.
As soon as he returned to Undertow Castle, Flynn's army broke in, captured dozens of foremen, and closely monitored the salvage workers.
Because Huniu and her younger brother Xiaobao were children, they avoided Fulin's soldiers and secretly drove a shuttle to find Han Lang. Among those arrested was Huniu and Xiaobao's father. The child cried when he saw Han Lang.
After Han Lang heard this, he frowned. Although with his cultivation and combat power, he didn't need to be afraid of Fulin, but the Wilderness Star Field was not his home field after all. Fulin also had more than a dozen warships under his command, the largest being a Caracal-class Missile cruiser.
"Yuanyuan, use the maximum power of the radar array to scan Fort Undertow. I want to know where Lynch is being held and what Fulin is going to do with them." Han Lang ordered Yuanyuan.
Soon, Yuanyuan said in a sad and indignant tone: "Master! Undercurrent Fort has issued an announcement that fifty-eight salvage foremen will be executed at noon today. Execute!" (To be continued.)