The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 304 Recycling Center
Shopping in the city is a different story; the relocation bureau gave him a whole bunch of vouchers for major shopping malls. Jiang Hui did a rough calculation and then found a reliable online store to buy all the household items he needed.

She placed the order around 6 PM, and the delivery arrived a little after 7 PM, along with the ready-made lunchbox she bought from the online store. Jiang Hui ate a quick bite, then unpacked and repacked the other groceries she had bought so she wouldn't have to rush to pack when she returned to school on Sunday.

However, these were not the main items Jiang Hui wanted to purchase. These items did not necessarily require returning to the main continent to buy. Although the logistics were slower, the selection was smaller, and it was not as convenient as purchasing online using the holographic capsule, buying these items on campus was still much simpler than going back to the main continent to purchase them, and it also saved on spaceship tickets.

She wanted to return to the mainland to purchase some mecha materials. Yes, not toys or models, but real mecha materials.

Previously, Jiang Hui had only been exposed to various mecha models, which, no matter how realistic, were still limited. The content of the basic books she had read was also limited, and the various principles were very abstract, far from enough for her to gain a deep understanding of the true framework of mecha.

She hadn't realized it before, until Wednesday when she came into contact with real mechs... only then did she realize that her understanding of the mech series was far too superficial, so much so that even that brief encounter was enough to shatter the vague notion she held in her mind.

So Jiang Hui decided to bring back some real things to try. Playing with models all the time wasn't a solution; she needed to find a way to get in touch with real things.

She remembered seeing information about new parts released by some specialty stores when she first came into contact with interstellar information, which showed that such things should be available for sale.

Jiang Hui's requirements are not high; she just wants to buy a leg or an arm part to test the assembly effect.

Unfortunately, this idea was shattered when she actually went online to check the product information. Large mecha repair shops did sell mecha parts, but most were brand new, ready-made parts, and extremely expensive—so expensive that even Jiang Hui, who wasn't exactly poor, couldn't afford them. After all, these weren't the kind of limited-edition model mechas costing thousands of interstellar coins, which could be bought as luxury toys.

Repair shops do sell used goods, but they're all 70-90% new, and the prices aren't cheap either. Plus, the selection is limited, and different styles and conditions of condition result in different prices. Jiang Hui couldn't tell the difference; she couldn't distinguish between two identical parts of the same model and condition that differed by 10,000 interstellar coins. Besides, they were really too expensive, so in the end, she didn't buy anything.

However, it wasn't entirely fruitless. Perhaps because she was young and seemed like a student, the shop owner, who appeared to be of mixed Chinese and Korean descent, told her that if she wanted materials for experimental subjects, she could check out the recycling center. There, they would have many defective items less than 50% new, and if she was lucky, she could also find a lot of recycled materials. The prices would definitely be cheaper than here, because the people who come to the mecha repair shop are not short of money; this place only gets the best materials, so naturally, it's more expensive.

This opened up a new avenue for her. It seems that regardless of the era or the world, the value of goods can vary greatly. Even in a world where society has undergone rapid development, the habit of reselling secondhand goods still exists.

This is also a characteristic of resource-based societies.

Jiang Hui noted down the locations the other party mentioned, thinking she would ask a local for more information later. After thanking her boss, she logged off.

She looked at the names of several large recycling centers on the notebook, and then tapped the pen tip on the one that was most recommended: "Rich or Poor Used Goods Market".

...Which local acquaintance should I ask?
Mr. Andy from the Hailusi Group? No way. Our acquaintance was already awkward enough, and we haven't been in touch for so long. If I suddenly call, he might think I'm bringing up old issues. Lawyer Ms. Jian? She's a suitable candidate, but she's very busy. Theoretically, consultations should be charged, and she certainly wouldn't charge her for such a small matter, but it would still be too much trouble for her. So, this one is out too.

Hospital staff? Doctors? The shop assistant downstairs who I'm somewhat familiar with... none of them seem like good people to ask.

Jiang Hui was having some trouble deciding who to send the computer consultation to.

Suddenly, a computer communication call came in. Who could it be at this moment?
It was Zhou Xiuwen. That was a bit surprising. This guy, despite being quite talkative, was actually a very polite and well-mannered person. It was clear that his family had raised him well; he didn't seem like the type to send out digital text messages at night. It would have been more accurate to say that it was Hillman who called.

However, since the other party's personal terminal had called, it must be something. Jiang Hui hadn't washed up yet and was still tidying up in the living room, so she didn't bother with anything and just answered the call to see what the other party wanted.

To her surprise, the call connected in a way that took her by surprise. It wasn't a one-way communication from Zhou Xiuwen, but rather a multi-person call.

The screen was divided into four screens, plus Jiang Hui who had just joined from China Unicom, making a total of five communication screens.

The other four are naturally the members of Team R186 who have arranged to watch the open tournament together the day after tomorrow. It seems like everyone's there; she's probably the last one.

"Who were you talking to just now? I tried calling several times but couldn't get through. It was only when Zhou Xiuwen called that you finally got through."

Jiang Hui was taken aback. She had been in a shop on the repair line and hadn't received any notifications, whether it was because the shop had set a "Do Not Disturb" option or something else. Looking down, she saw a missed call in the upper right corner.

"We're boarding the holographic capsule." Jiang Hui didn't say much more and simply moved on from the topic.

“My parents don’t really let me play this,” Hillman said with a hint of envy, looking at the person still wearing a school uniform against a backdrop that resembled a living room, the background of which was dazzlingly opulent. Jiang Hui glanced at it, feeling a bit blinded by the light, and stopped watching.

"You should be resting when you get home, why do you still seem so busy..." Zhou Xiuwen glanced at the corner of the pile of books peeking out from the desk behind Jiang Hui and misunderstood. Those were just a few reference books she'd casually bought at the mall. She'd already changed into her pajamas, and in the corner of the bedroom, her appearance... well, it was probably a bit ruined. Those soft, long-haired rabbit pajamas—she certainly wouldn't buy that kind.

Clarence might also have answered the phone without warning while wearing loungewear. In a corner of the study, she was dressed elegantly, with typical aristocratic features, but the soft material and loose fit suggested it was loungewear.

(End of this chapter)