Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 635 The essence of a transaction is the sale of what each party needs.

“Mr. Broly, you are a valued guest of our Leica Exchange, but please forgive my bluntness, we do not accept the technology you wish to sell.”

Nota, manager of the Leica Exchange, sat opposite Broly and, after listening to what the boy wanted to trade, bluntly rejected him.

"Manager Zork, are you worried that the planetary spaceship modification technology I'm preparing to exchange is fake?"

Broly frowned and asked.

"That's not the case. You are, after all, a customer who has privately traded over 100 million worth of goods with our exchange. Of course, our Leica Exchange believes in your abilities. It's just that the technology you want to trade is really of no use to our exchange."

"Ok?"

"The technology of converting planets into spaceships sounds amazing, but Laika is an immigrant planet. The people on this planet have lost their home planet. Rather than converting the planet into a spaceship to travel around the universe, we would rather stay peacefully in the Laika system, our home, and receive the light of the stars in this star system, than travel around and struggle in the universe."

Furthermore, if I may be so blunt, those willing to buy your planetary spaceship modification technology are either those whose own star system is experiencing problems, such as the sun being about to die and needing to take their planet with them, or those who are so rich that they can buy a habitable planet and modify it into a spaceship to play as a galactic Monopoly.

Besides, no normal civilization in interstellar space would willingly choose to become a nomadic civilization.

Of course, this excludes interstellar thieves who need to evade the Galactic Patrol…

After saying this, Manager Zorc gave the boy in front of him a meaningful look.

Broly understood the meaning behind that glance.

He quickly explained, "I'm not a member of the interstellar pirate group!"

“Mr. Broly, I didn’t say you were.”

Manager Zorc chuckled, but inwardly he was unconvinced.

After Broly came to their exchange to discuss a private deal, Zorc had someone investigate the boy's background.

The result was that no record of Broly entering or leaving the planet was found.

This means that the other party secretly infiltrated Lyca Star.

In addition, the boy was accompanied by a group of people who looked very elite. Although they were ostensibly a labor service team cooperating with the city's sewer sanitation management office, what kind of sewer cleaning labor service team would be so skilled?
That's right, Manager Zorc also sent people to test Angela and the other demon soldiers, but the people sent to test them were discovered and beaten to a pulp.

According to those who returned, the group exuded a murderous aura and were definitely outlaws, people who lived on the edge of death.

Add to that Broly's sudden appearance today, offering to sell planetary terraforming technology, and the group's identities are practically revealed.

Of course, Manager Zorc had no interest in revealing this. It was better to avoid trouble. All guests were welcome, and anyone willing to make purchases or transactions at their exchange, even members of interstellar pirate groups, could be considered honored guests as long as their pirate identities remained undiscovered.

In any case, Broly's interstellar pirate group wasn't the first pirate group their exchange had come into contact with.

The Latoken family behind him has always had ties to space pirates; they are a group of villains who have been wanted by the Galactic Federation for many years but have never been arrested.

"I'm really not a space pirate!"

Broly reiterated this point.

"Yes, Mr. Broly, you said it, and I am very willing to believe you."

Zorc responded with a smile.

"..."

Broly was somewhat helpless. He thought the man must have misunderstood something, but the man smiled and said he was willing to believe him. What could he do? He couldn't just pick him up and beat him up, could he?

Okay, he did want to do that, but doing so would definitely deepen the misunderstanding and cause conflict, which would be detrimental to his ability to continue selling goods and procuring materials on this planet.

So he endured it.

"You don't want the planetary spaceship modification technology, but don't you want the technology related to optimizing the planet's internal environment and ecology either?"

Broly asked again.

"I remember that your President Barn also wanted to develop Leica into a beautiful tourist destination suitable for vacations, right?"

"I'm sorry, this is just a proposal that hasn't been officially finalized yet, and it might not even be implemented in the future. Your technology is very attractive, that's for sure, but for our exchange, it's very risky. If the policies change, we'll lose everything, unless you're willing to sell your technology cheaply."

Broly couldn't be sold cheaply, so Manager Zork's refusal was perfectly reasonable.

Of course, another more important reason is that the Latoken family behind him is a staunch advocate for accepting the third batch of interstellar refugee immigrants.

President Barn's idea of ​​developing tourism independently is something that the Latoken family, represented by Senator Latoken, completely disdains.

Instead of painstakingly developing the tourism industry, it would be more profitable to accept a third batch of interstellar refugee immigrants and directly receive subsidies from the Galactic Federation.

The private transactions of subsidized materials being resold on various exchanges on Leica Star are a gray industry worth nearly 100 billion Leica coins every year.

President Barn wants to develop the tourism industry, but let's wait until he completely rejects the proposal by Congressmen like Latoken for a third batch of interstellar refugee immigrants.

. . . . .

"Hahaha, Broly, you actually want to sell this kind of technology to the Lyca people?"

In a private room at the interstellar hotel, Luca, a human from Biga, was laughing heartily, along with another alien.

These people are the main consumers of Broly's otherworldly goods. Broly approached Luca, a person from Bigo Star, a few days after setting up his stall, because he wanted to earn Galactic Federal Currency, which the locals of Lyca Star did not have.

So he approached Luca, offering a Baya beast costume in exchange for Luca's help in introducing him to the alien traveler circle on Lyca Star.

Broly was able to earn a considerable amount of Galactic Federation currency thanks to this.

"I just think that spaceship modification technology is a high-tech interstellar technology and should be worth a lot of money."

Broly argued.

"This technology does have considerable value in interstellar space, but value does not necessarily mean marketability."

The essence of a transaction is the sale of what each other needs.

And since you're selling something the other person doesn't need, it's only natural that you'd be rejected.

Luca said earnestly.

"Do you need my technology?"

Broly asked quickly.

"Me? I'm sorry, we already have this kind of planetary spaceship technology on Bigo Star. As for the optimization and maintenance technology for the planet's ecology, it holds no appeal for us Bigo Star people. Our race values ​​mechanical modification as beauty, and normal natural life forms have no aesthetic appeal to us..."

Flesh and blood are weak, while machinery ascends to immortality. This is the most accurate description of the people of Bigo. From the embryonic stage, this race uses nanomachines to modify their bodies.

If the machine races Broly encountered in the Star Grail world were gradually transforming from machines into humans, then the Bigo people are a race that reveres turning themselves into mechanical beings.

“I’ve been to Bigo Star once. It’s a cold, metallic, mechanical planet. They really have no interest in the science and technology to preserve the planet’s original environment.”

Beside them, an alien with tentacles on its head said, "Okay."

Broly was somewhat disappointed. Luca was the alien he had contacted who was most likely to be able to afford the technology to modify planetary spaceships.

If the other party doesn't want it, then this high-tech technology from our own planet probably won't be sold on Lyca.

"Does anyone here need spacesuit technology or energy gun manufacturing technology?"

Broly then inquired further.

These two technologies were originally brought over by the Slug Legion.

"Hey, you also sell arms technology?"

Luca became interested; the spacesuit technology and energy gun technology of each civilization might be different.

The stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade; different concepts and technologies may give him, as a being from the Bigo planet, some new inspiration.

"Yes, but I don't know if you need it."

Broly placed an image device on the table and turned it on. The device generated a 3D projection, and the video recorded by Kaguga was explaining the construction technology of the spacesuit and energy gun. Of course, it was only a small part; the real core technology could only be unlocked by paying money.

"The main focus of spacesuits is to prevent sunlight from penetrating. Isn't the technology behind yours a bit off-target?"

"Also, are you sure that energy gun technology wasn't something that the Galactic Federation had already phased out in the previous two generations?"

Luca only listened to part of it, but he immediately understood the situation. The spacesuit technology of Wanpa Star was just a little off-track, but the energy gun technology was a bit excessive. It was like a middleman taking technology that had already been phased out of the mainstream market and selling it to a backward planet.

Of course, for a technologically backward planet, even technologies that have been phased out by the mainstream technology of the Galactic Federation are still advanced. But for Bigo, a planet whose technology is at the forefront of the galaxy, the situation is a bit more complicated.

"Can you sell your energy gun technology?"

Luca couldn't help but ask.

"In fact, it has already been sold."

Broly shrugged in response.

"what?"

The electronic eye flashed red, and a look of surprise appeared on Luca's face, which was not yet fully mechanically modified.

Who bought it?

His surprise made him instinctively ask the buyer, as if he wanted to know who the sucker was.

"People from the Leica Exchange."

Broly didn't hide anything and told him directly. Manager Zorc didn't mention that he should keep it a secret, nor did he pay him any confidentiality fee.

Upon hearing this, Luca was taken aback and fell into deep thought. After a while, he exhaled and said, "It seems that Lyca Star is also going to be in turmoil."

"How to say?"

"The trade of goods stems from demand. The fact that your somewhat outdated energy gun technology can be sold proves that others have a demand for it."

On a peaceful, war-free colony planet, someone is now willing to spend a large sum of money to buy the technology to manufacture energy guns, even though this technology is clearly outdated compared to the mainstream technology of the Galactic Federation. Why do you think that is?

"Because they can't buy anything better."

Luka: “…”

"That's one reason. The Galactic Federation does have a rule that advanced civilizations are not allowed to sell outdated technologies to lower civilizations."

"But apart from that, it proves that someone wants to arm themselves. The most controversial topic on this planet recently is whether Lyca will voluntarily offer to accept a third interstellar migration in order to continue receiving subsidies from the Galactic Federation after the Galactic Federation completes the last Bowman immigration subsidy."

"This topic is very sensitive. If we are not careful, it could trigger a war on this planet. The newly settled Boman people want to arm themselves and protect their rights, and the Lyca people also want to arm themselves to deal with the possible armed conflict from the Boman people."

Within the upper echelons of Leica Star, there is a division into two parties: President Barn's party focused on developing tourism, and Representative Latoken's party, which supports new immigrants and receives subsidies from the Galactic Federation.

"Chaos is coming, and war may follow. As an alien, I don't want to be dragged into the chaos of this planet. I'm planning to leave soon. Broly, do you want to come with me?"

After Luka finished his analysis, he asked the Saiyan boy about it, since the boy had previously asked him if he could pay to hitch a ride on a spaceship.

Luca didn't ask for specifics, but he suspected that Broly's spaceship might have encountered some problems that were difficult to resolve on this planet.

Over the past few days, he and the boy had developed a good personal relationship, and Luca was willing to help the young man.

"No, I've decided to stay here."

Broly shook his head, declining Luca's offer.

After a party ended, the number of aliens preparing to leave Laika suddenly increased.

Broly returned to his apartment.

Upstairs, the green-skinned girl waved enthusiastically to him when she saw him return.

Thanks to his regular feeding schedule, Tselai would appear at the apartment every day at this time, waiting for him like a house cat waiting for its owner to go hunting.

"Welcome back, Broly. How was your business today?"

Tzley greeted him at the door.

"No big business, but I did do two small business deals."

Broly answered the girl's question and handed her the leftover food from the party that he had packed up.

"Wow, you went to the Interstellar Hotel? I heard their signature dish, 'Tonton Paste,' is really delicious."

Tzley stepped aside, and Broly went into his room.

The room was cleaned very well, something the girl suggested after being fed multiple times.

"Then why don't you sit down and eat?"

Broly called out to Tzley, and the girl skipped over and plopped down on the ground.

She ate the food she had brought back, puffing out her cheeks.

Every now and then, she would come over and ask him if he wanted to eat.

Happiness level increased after being fed delicious food.

After eating and drinking his fill, Tsering abandoned all decorum and lay down on his back.

She doesn't seem to have any reservations about Broly now.

(End of this chapter)