Bulk commodities and real estate are basically traded in consignment houses. The form is usually that the seller fills in the sales information. The relevant materials or vouchers are stored in the consignment house. Those who are interested in buying get the order, and then discuss the price with the seller face to face.
After the transaction is completed, the buyer only needs to move the energy points to the consignment house and then take away the consignment items.
At this moment, Zhu Tian was holding such a list in his hand. It had the words "Sold in store, price negotiable" printed on it.
Stopping in front of a store, Zhu Tian looked up and down the store.
Perhaps to save electricity, I saw the words "Prosthetic Leg Boutique" written in black pen on the electronic signboard.
There was a little dust on the wooden windows, and the anti-theft door made of rusty metal shells looked a bit bleak. He raised his hand hesitantly, and just as Zhu Tian was about to knock on the door, the door opened with a bang.
A "small TV" with a square head and a square head jumped out suddenly, so frightened that Zhu Tian almost didn't draw his gun.
The mouth welded by metal sheets opened and closed rapidly, and shouted in a high-pitched electronic voice: "Welcome! Dear guest. Our store provides mechanical legs and mechanical prosthetic limb installation. It is for the wastes who have accidentally broken limbs.
Tu Ke provides the best service!”
Staring at this robot with a spring connecting its body and head, Zhu Tian's brows twitched. He roughly understood why there were no customers in this store.
The receptionist looks like this, and he screams ghost when someone comes.
Zhu Tian unceremoniously pushed aside the scary-looking tattered robot and stepped into the store.
The room was not very bright, with a faint smell of machine oil. Unknown metal appliances and parts were displayed on the walls, but no one could be seen at the front desk.
Zhu Tian looked around and shouted tentatively: "Ahem. Is there anyone there?"
No one answered.
Is there no one there? Or are you busy with other things?
After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Tian walked upstairs along the stairs behind the store.
At the end of the stairs is the attic on the top floor, and chattering to oneself comes from the open door. The occasional explosion always gives people an ominous feeling.
"Is it a problem with the central processor? Well, no, it should be the engine control component..."
The door is open, and the roof is also open. The room is filled with strange and weird equipment, with a small astronomical telescope in the corner and a holographic device that seems to be a nebula chart. In the center of the room is a circle with a radius of about one meter and a height of about
The cylinder of the two people. The sharp head...
"Rocket?"
Seemingly disturbed by the surprised voice, the young man who was fiddling with the screwdriver turned his head and looked at the door.
"That's right! It's a rocket!" He threw the screwdriver aside, rubbed his messy and shiny curly hair, and smiled.
Zhu Tian looked up and down at the two-person firecracker and suddenly laughed out loud.
"Haha, finally someone can see the charm of this thing I designed." However, that person got it wrong, and his face instantly
He showed an expression of joy and walked towards Zhu Tian with open arms.
Zhu Tian calmly avoided the hug, which he obviously hadn't showered in a few days, and coughed.
"The purpose of my visit this time is..."
"Investment is right, I understand."
"No, you may be mistaken..."
"Shh!" The man suddenly made a stop gesture with a mysterious expression, and then waved to Zhu Tian: "I'll show you something fun first."
After saying that, the man quickly walked to the corner of the room.
Zhu Tian glanced at the man with a strange expression, hesitated for a moment, and then followed him.
"The power system is normal, the hydraulic balance system is normal, the fuel tank is normal..." He muttered unclear words, and he quickly tapped the buttons on the silicon touch panel, his eyes filled with the name of fanaticism.
of light.
Zhu Tian stood behind him and looked at the row of unfamiliar instruments.
"You are..."
"Light the fire!" The excited roar startled Zhu Tian and interrupted all his questions.
One hand slammed on a red button.
Woo!
Fire suddenly erupted in the center of the room, and scorching flames sprayed on the base made of unknown metal. The floor began to tremble, and the glass windows emitted a harsh scream. The air wave rushed towards the two of them, and Zhu Tian stretched out his hand to block the violent roar.
The air flowed through the fingers, and his face was filled with shock.
"Damn it, what kind of plane are you doing..."
"It's a rocket! Space, here I come! Haha. Launch!" Against the violent airflow, the man tried to stand firm, put his hand on the handle of the device, and then pushed it to the top.
The air pressure increased instantly, and the young man was easily thrown against the wall. Zhu Tian managed to stand firm with his strong physical strength. Just when he was about to lose his strength, he opened the nitrogen shield on his left arm.
The nitrogen shield suddenly unfolded from Zhu Tian's right arm, and the nitrogen interfered by the special position quickly formed a compressed circulation, spreading out the violent air flow.
The impact is instantly relieved.
"Thank you, buddy." The young man barely supported his body, smiled awkwardly, and stood up from the ground.
After turning off the nitrogen armor and glancing at the black shadow that had shot up into the sky, Zhu Tian turned back and glared at the man.
"Are you stupid? Launching rockets in the house? Why don't you launch missiles?" What shocked him even more was that future technology actually allowed rockets to be launched in the house? How advanced are fuel science and materials?
To what extent?
Hearing this, the man laughed sarcastically and scratched his chicken coop-like hair randomly.
"It's okay. There is no rule in Tianyuan Base not to shoot something into the sky."
Zhu Tian: "..."
Did you launch without permission? Zhu Tian was a little disappointed at this moment
Tired, it’s a good thing we didn’t fail, otherwise both of them would have been blown up to the sky!
Patting the messy clothes, the man cleared his throat, and then extended his right hand to Zhu Tian.
"Kong Jie! The owner of the prosthetic leg boutique in Tianyuan Base."
After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Tian stretched out his hand and shook his hand, looking at him strangely.
"Prosthetic legs? Can you tell me, is there any necessary connection between prosthetic legs and rockets?"
Kong Jie smiled sheepishly. He reached out and touched his nose and said, "My father runs the prosthetic leg shop."
"What now?" Although he asked this, Zhu Tian had already roughly guessed what the situation was.
The son failed to inherit his father's business, put aside the family's property, and started a rocket?
"I'm not qualified for that job," he shrugged a little lonely. But then he seemed to be interested again and waved to Zhu Tian: "I want to show you something interesting."
After saying that, Kong Jie left Zhu Tian behind and walked quickly towards the room. Zhu Tian looked at his actions blankly, sighed as if giving up, and followed.
"According to the set program, my Explorer 10 will enter the synchronous orbit at the first cosmic speed. Look!"
I saw Kong Jie tapping his fingers on the touch pad a few times, and the gorgeous light and shadow began to interweave, converging on the ring-shaped imaging device to create a shocking effect.
"This is our planet." Kong Jie smiled, opened his arms, embraced the non-existent light and shadow, and turned back to Zhu Tian and raised his eyebrows proudly.
Zhu Tian's pupils dilated, shaking in disbelief.
"Damn it, it's like a fortress..."
Blue and dim.
Although this was not the first time he had overlooked this land, except for the color, there was almost no difference between this place and that world.
The blue color belongs to the ocean, and the clouds that should have been white have been mixed with unhealthy darkness. The unhealthy color belongs to radioactive dust, chemical dust and industrial waste gas. The soil in the northwest is faintly dark green, which should belong to some kind of
Mutated flora. I remember Li Xinran mentioned before that there seems to be a place called the Liantong District in the north.
Because it is in a low-Earth orbit and moves synchronously with the earth, what Explorer 10 can only see is the situation on the Asian side. But thinking about it, the other side of the earth should not be much better.
"From various perspectives, this planet is no longer suitable for human habitation." Although this sentence does not sound very optimistic, Kong Jie's tone is not disturbing.
After saying that, Kong Jie stretched out his finger and tapped on the touch pad, and the screen's perspective switched instantly.
"Is this here?" Zhu Tian recovered from the shock, stared at the rows of ring-shaped fragments on the holographic screen, and asked aloud.
"The space junk in low-Earth orbit has formed a planetary ring in low-Earth orbit. The great cleansing after the disaster is not just on the ground." Kong Jie smiled, and then operated on the touch pad, zooming in from