With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 292 Labor Resource Exchange
As soon as this thought flashed through Chen Fan's mind, another high-pitched, melodious voice came from the communication channel.

[The Numabuchi Fleet has a relatively large number of colonial ships, so it is normal for the security inspection process to be slow...]

The minelayer who had sighed earlier sighed in distress: [I said before that this outdated security inspection procedure should have been changed long ago! 】

As he spoke, he straightened up from his seat, raised his plump...right wing, and quickly tapped a few buttons on the semi-circular console in front of him.

The sharp claws hit the metal keys, making a crisp clanging sound.

【What are you doing? ! 】

Upon seeing this, the minelayer on the side quickly straightened up and asked: [End the security inspection process early? If something goes wrong...]

[Pull them down, the Marsh Abyss Civilization is just a small third-level civilization. How dare they make trouble in the free trade market? 】

[Don’t worry, I read the security inspection report. Those colonial ships are all hibernating Marsh Abyss people. They are probably here to sell labor resources, so nothing will happen. 】

As the minelayer pressed the last metal button, the holographic interface in front of Chen Fan quietly went out.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with lingering fear: "After checking for so long, I thought something was going to be discovered..."

This fleet composed of fifth-level starships has obviously attracted the attention of many merchants.

The Marsh Fleet, composed of hundreds of starships, slowly moved forward in the middle of the main road between the steel floating islands, heading straight towards the labor trading area in the center of the market.

The other party took the initiative to cut off the data exchange interface.

【…】

Watching the last colonial ship pass through the joint shield, Olaya breathed a long sigh of relief in the communication channel.

【Want the perfect defensive armor? Do you want to take the combat power of your civilization flagship to the next level? Dense hydrogen armor only costs 10 million alliance coins per square meter, you deserve it! 】

Almost at the same time, an electromagnetic wave signal came from the two mine-laying starships in front.

Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

Olaya calmed down and raised his hand to point to the steel floating island in the central area of ​​the trade market: "The labor resource trading area of ​​the Mine Alliance, the labor transactions of the entire free trade market are conducted on that floating island."

[Antimatter jumping off the building sale! It only costs 100 million alliance coins per ton, so don’t miss it if you pass by! 】

He glanced at a steel floating island passing by the porthole, with a few micro starships less than a hundred meters in size docked on it: "Where are we going now?"

Under the real-time translation function provided by Yi, messages were quickly refreshed on the holographic panel in front of Chen Fan.

If he hadn't just seen the attitude of the two big birds of mine towards the security inspection process, maybe he would have felt a little uneasy, right?
It can only be said that the identity of the Marsh Abyss Civilization is too confusing - for the seventh-level civilization, the third-level civilization is no more than an ant on the roadside and is not worthy of attention at all.

[The Marsh Abyss Fleet has passed the security inspection and is allowed to enter. 】

"fine……"

The huge fleet slowly passed through the gap in the United Shield and entered this interstellar free trade market constructed of countless steel floating islands.

……

Dense electromagnetic wave communication signals came from all around the main road, causing the originally calm free trade market to instantly become agitated.

The two mine-laying starships responsible for security inspections slowly evacuated, and the Marsh Abyss Fleet also took action again.

Fortunately, these electromagnetic wave signals are all in the official language of the Mine Laying Alliance, which saves a lot of translation trouble.

Looking at the information that was rapidly refreshing in front of him, Chen Fan only felt the corners of his eyes twitch slightly.

Is this the interstellar free trade market?
From one point of view, it seemed to be no different from the vegetable market he had visited in his previous life.

Different from Chen Fan's reaction, Olaya in the fleet communication channel looked at the information with admiration, and finally could only swallow silently.

Expensive, too expensive!
These products for the fifth-level civilization are simply not something that the Marsh Abyss civilization can afford!

Olaya moved her fingers lightly and sent out a broadcast to the surroundings: [Sorry, we are the Marsh Abyss Civilization, currently only a third-level civilization. 】

【…】

The free trade market, which was originally in full swing with electromagnetic signals flying all over the sky, suddenly fell silent.

"Pfft..."

Isa's chuckle came from beside him. Chen Fan glanced helplessly at Isa, who was the first to laugh, and then couldn't help laughing.

Reality is too real!

Just when Chen Fan thought he could feel a little cleaner, a wave of electromagnetic waves that was even larger than before swept over:

[Rare earth mine jumping off the building sale! 】

[Antimatter is only sold per kilogram...]

[Curvature engine manufacturing plan, price...]

With the sudden silence just now, were you going to change the disc? !

Chen Fan glanced at Olaya, whose face was full of innocence, and silently gave his own evaluation:

"...6."

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of a large number of electromagnetic wave advertisements, the Marsh Abyss fleet successfully arrived at the central area of ​​the free trade market.

Different from the small floating islands of different sizes in the surrounding area, the central area is composed of five huge floating islands that are comparable in size to planets.

One of the floating islands is the destination of the Marsh Abyss Fleet - the Minecraft Alliance Labor Exchange.

The fleet slowly sailed into the floating island and followed the guidance procedures to slowly land on the giant landing pad set up on the edge of the floating island.

……

More than an hour later. Chen Fan and the others followed Olaya and walked on the road on the surface of this large floating island.

An artificial gravity device is installed inside the floating island, so the walking experience is the same as that on the planet's surface.

Not only that, there is also a layer of artificial atmosphere that is not dense in the near-surface area of ​​the floating island.

According to Olaya's previous statement, this relatively thin atmospheric environment is very similar to the home star of the Bray civilization.

In other words, this is a living environment specially created for minelayers.

Like Chen Fan and the other three, the people from the Marsh Abyss led by Olaya also wore corresponding life-support devices - no way, the people from the Marsh Abyss couldn't adapt to the environment of the home planet of Bray Civilization.

On both sides of the main road, there were some sparsely populated races of various shapes.

"That is the Peck civilization, which is only a second-level civilization." Olaya lowered his voice and carefully introduced it to Chen Fan, "As I told you before, this civilization is more suitable for assembly line production in factories."

“Unlike our large-scale labor trades, these small-scale labor trades take place outside the exchange.”

Chen Fan looked in the direction of Olaya's finger and saw several deformed creatures with multiple heads and scales on their bodies.

Perhaps sensing the gazes of Olaya and Chen Fan, one of the deformed creatures stepped forward and greeted them in an extremely humble tone.

"My lord, Peck Civilization greets you."

"Please allow me to introduce to you that every Peco here is in their prime. They can work for the factories of the Marsh Abyss Civilization for at least fifty years."

Chen Fan frowned and glanced at the Peco man wrapped in the life-support device.

Expressionless and despairing, this is probably the most appropriate description and interpretation of these Peco people.

Olaya asked casually: "How many alliance coins?"

The Peco man who was responsible for selling the same species carefully glanced at Olaya and replied in a low voice: "The male individual is sold for 500 alliance coins, and the female individual is sold for 1500 alliance coins."

Chen Fan was in an uproar.

Take less?

500 and 1500 alliance coins?
This horse riding...

A little too cheap, right?

The selling price of these Pecos is even lower than the price of some rare metal ores!
Not to mention energy materials such as antimatter!

"Wait?" Chen Fan suddenly realized something, "Why are females more expensive by 1000 alliance coins?"

Before the Peco man in front of him could speak, Olaya had already spoken the answer: "Because..."

"Female Pekoans are fertile."

Chen Fan's expression suddenly changed. At this moment, he couldn't even believe his ears!

Can you give birth?

Could this be the reason for the price increase? !
What kind of labor exchange is this? This is clearly selling advanced intelligent life as livestock! !

Such a barbaric act is hard to imagine happening in an interstellar civilization!

These civilizations have spent hundreds or even thousands of generations of hard work and painstaking efforts to move from their home star to the interstellar world. What is the result they will face in the end? !

'Damn...'

Looking at the natural-looking Peco people, Chen Fan's face was ashen and he uttered an angry curse in the spiritual network: 'What on earth is this mine civilization doing? ! '

In the spiritual network, Isa's voice also showed a rare hint of anger: 'It's indeed a bit too much...'

[Based on the judgment standards of the People's Federation, the mine-laying civilization has seriously violated the Bill of Rights of Higher Intelligent Races and the principle of peaceful coexistence of interstellar civilizations. 】

Yi's voice was extremely serious: [This machine has truthfully recorded the relevant situation, which will be used as direct evidence in a civilized public trial. 】

Chen Fan took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned to Olaya and said:

"Let's go directly to the exchange."

……

The Labor Resources Exchange is a tower-shaped building built in the center of the floating continent.

All large-scale labor resource trading processes take place in this tower.

There is no doubt that the reason why it is designed in the shape of a tower is to cater to the aesthetics of the Bray civilization - those big birds that have lived in the mountains since childhood have no resistance to these tower-shaped buildings.

Chen Fan had a gloomy face and followed Captain Olaya slowly into this magnificent tower-shaped building.

Several minemen covered with lavender feathers stepped forward to greet them.

"My lord, I say hello to you."

Olaya leaned down slightly and carefully saluted these large lavender birds that were over two meters tall: "We are the Marsh Abyss Civilization."

A big lavender bird stretched out its tall thin legs and looked down at Olaya.

He opened his beak slightly, and a high-pitched and melodious sound came from it.

"Swamp Abyss Civilization?"

"Isn't the transaction time you previously scheduled five years from now?"

"Why did you come early?"

(End of this chapter)