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"I'll take this one!"

Barron had just stepped over the door frame when he rushed toward the booth.

In the center of the booth was a half-person-high engine core.

The outer shell is missing a corner, dark red energy circulates inside, and several rings of the mechanical god's standard patterns cover the surface.

"The Cult's Standard Curve Core!"

Barron walked halfway around the booth, then squatted down to inspect the base.

"The seventh generation model still has the sealing clips; it hasn't been opened by anyone."

As he spoke, he went to press the start button.

boom!

A bloodstained longsword fell, its tip embedded in the metal tabletop, only half an inch from the back of Baron's hand.

Baron stopped and looked down at the knife.

"What do you mean?"

The newcomer was dressed in a black butler's robe; the left half of his body was still flesh and blood, while the right half had been replaced with a mechanical structure.

The mechanical eye locked onto Baron, and the red aperture tightened.

"Just a reminder, you can't touch anything belonging to the Heavenly Palace Merchant Guild."

Baron withdrew his hand and pointed to the core inside the protective shield.

"Aren't they displayed for sale?"

"Of course I'll sell."

The mechanical butler drew his long sword and casually wiped the blood off Baron's clothes.

"The seventh-generation warp drive core of the Mechanicus, 90% new, worth 30 million Star Coins."

Barron glanced down at his stained clothes, then raised his hand and tapped the crack in the core shell.

"Thirty million?"

"The outer shell is cracked, and three energy circuits are burned out. You call this '90% new'?"

"If it can be started, it's 90% new."

"What if it won't start?"

"Once you buy it, you can investigate it however you like."

Barron was amused by the situation.

"They wouldn't let me inspect the item before I bought it, but now I have to check it myself afterward?"

"right."

"Can I return it if it's broken?"

"cannot."

"Then I'll buy a hammer."

Barron turned to leave.

The long sword moved horizontally, positioned against his neck.

The mechanical butler extended its metal fingers and tapped the protective shield twice.

"You touched it."

"I touched the button."

"In the Heavenly Palace Chamber of Commerce, touching a button counts as touching a product."

"so what?"

"Thirty million Star Coins, not a single one less."

The mechanical butler's scanning lines swept from Baron's shoulders down to his hands.

"If you have no money, leave your hands behind. The merchant guild is happy to accept dwarf limbs that have undergone neurotransmission."

Barron looked down at his hands, then turned and called out.

"Brother, I've been framed for an accident."

Lin Feng was still standing at the door.

There were at least a hundred guests in the hall, and no one left; they all stayed put to watch the spectacle.

The second and third floor railings were also filled with guild guards. (Guns)

Lin Feng scanned the area before walking over.

"So this is the rule you were talking about?"

He casually mentioned it as he passed by Morrie.

Mori quickly followed.

"Mr. Lin, the rules of the black market are indeed different from those outside."

"What's different?"

"The goods here come from unusual sources. If a customer touches them, they might leave their scent or trigger an internal seal. That's why many chambers of commerce stipulate that touching the goods is equivalent to confirming the transaction."

"Is it written at the door?"

"Regular customers understand."

Lin Feng didn't stop walking.

"Are we regular customers?"

Morrie opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

The mechanical butler slung the long sword over his shoulder, and his mechanical eyes scanned Lin Feng again.

He saw the door fly into the hall just now very clearly.

However, being able to dismantle a door only proves that one is strong enough.

There was no armor, no weapons, and no high-level energy fluctuations on his body.

He has dealt with more than one person like this.

"Is this your first time here?"

"right."

"Then today is a good day to pay some tuition fees."

Lin Feng stopped in front of the booth.

"Thirty million?"

"Still two hands."

The mechanical butler raised the blade and pressed it against Baron's neck again.

"It's up to you to choose."

The adjutant quickly stepped forward and took out the insignia of the inspector that Herman had given him.

"Look carefully."

"We are from the Seventh Border Fleet of the Silverfrost Empire. This is the distinguished guest of the Inspector."

A beam of blue light shot from the mechanical eye, sweeping across the surface of the emblem.

"It's true."

The adjutant pushed the insignia forward a bit.

"Then move aside."

"No."

The mechanical butler raised his hand and pushed the emblem aside.

"This is the Heavenly Palace Merchant Guild. The Silverfrost Empire's military uniforms are useful outside, but entering this door only proves that you can afford to pay."

The adjutant pressed down on the weapon at his waist.

"You're going to detain people from the Imperial military?"

"Stop trying to intimidate me with the military."

The mechanical butler pointed to the mechanical palace sign above the hall.

"How many energy modules and warship parts does the Chamber of Commerce supply to the Imperial Military each year? Can you, as an adjutant, even find out?"

"Don't even mention you, even if the inspector himself came, you'd still have to buy the goods at the listed price."

The adjutant's face darkened, and his hand gripped the gun handle.

Lin Feng pressed down on his wrist.

"Don't rush, they're still following the rules."

Mori took the opportunity to squeeze between the two sides and first bowed to the mechanical butler.

"Sir, these are indeed Governor Taylor's guests."

The mechanical butler turned to him.

"Has the Governor settled the outstanding payments for the three shipments of goods owed to the Chamber of Commerce?"

Morrie's hand froze in mid-air.

"The Governor's Office is making arrangements for this matter."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, the Heavenly Palace Chamber of Commerce is backed by the Bloodthorn Conglomerate. It's really unnecessary to make a big fuss over 30 million star coins."

"I suggest you buy the core unit first. As for the price, the Governor's Office can coordinate and try to pay in installments."

Baron tugged at his collar, which was pressed down by the blade.

Why didn't you tell me earlier that I had to buy it just because I touched it?

Mori spread his hands.

"I didn't expect you to reach out so directly."

"Is it still my fault?"

"Mr. Barron, that's not what I meant."

"So what do you mean?"

"You've just arrived on Gray Crystal Star, there's no need to narrow the path."

Mori spoke politely, but took two steps back to the side, completely clearing out the space in front of the booth.

The adjutant glanced at him and understood.

If Lin Feng makes a move, the Bloodthorn Consortium will target them.

Lin Feng admits defeat; most of the 30 million Star Coins will end up in Herman's hands.

The Governor's Office is in a good position no matter how you look at it.

The mechanical butler was no longer waiting.

The blade pressed down, tearing a gash in Baron's clothes on his shoulder.

"Money, or hands?"

Barron did not dodge.

"Brother, this core is worth at most five million."

"And then what?"

"It can sell for fifteen million."

Barron immediately supported the bottom of the core and inspected the interface through the protective shield.

"By removing the Mechanicus's identification lock and replacing it with our own power supply protocol, we can at least triple the warp distance of a capital ship."

That's enough.

Lin Feng raised his hand and lifted the transparent protective shield.

The mechanical butler didn't stop them; instead, he sheathed his sword and stepped aside.

The protective shield has been opened, and the goods have been received.

In the Heavenly Palace Chamber of Commerce, no one has ever dared to take a third step and then renege on their debt.

Lin Feng lifted the curvature core with both hands and turned it over to inspect the bottom.

The three energy tubes were broken, and the area around the interfaces was covered with black marks left by burning.

One of the sealing clips was not loose, indicating that the core structure inside had indeed not been disassembled.

"It's a bit old."

The mechanical butler snorted coldly.

"The 30 million was for the technology of the Mechanicus, not this shell."

That makes sense.

Lin Feng passed the core to Baron.

Barron quickly caught it, but was pushed back three steps by its weight, and his back hit another booth.

"Brother, are you really buying?"

"Here you go."

"We have no money."

"You don't necessarily have to use money to buy things."

A few low laughs echoed in the hall.

The mechanical butler also raised the back of his knife and tapped Lin Feng on the chest.

"Want something else to settle the debt?"

"Can."

"You have a good physique; if you sold your bones separately, it should be enough to offset part of the cost."

He then pointed the tip of his knife at Baron.

"Let the dwarf mend the rest by hand."

Lin Feng ignored the long knife in front of his chest.

"You just said that if you touch it, you have to buy it?"

"right."

Lin Feng raised his right hand, the movement slow and deliberate.

The mechanical butler stood still.

He has reached the pinnacle of the Star Core Realm, his body has been modified, and he is equipped with three sets of melee weapons.

Lin Feng wasn't even wearing armor, so he had no reason to hide.

Lin Feng placed his palm on his mechanical chest.

thump.

The metal shell on his chest had caved in.

The mechanical attendant bent down to inspect the dent.

"What are you doing?"

"Touch you."

Lin Feng spread his five fingers and pressed down on the still-operating reactor guard plate.

"According to the rules you just set, if I touch it, I have to buy it."

Two sets of fault codes flashed continuously inside the mechanical eye.

"Can you afford it?"

"I can afford it."

Lin Feng raised his head.

"This broken core is mine."

"Price......"

His palm continued to press down.

Click!

Five cracks appeared in the composite armor on the butler's chest, the internal transmission gears jammed on the spot, and an overload alarm rang out from the mechanical body.

"I touched you too."

"Your life now belongs to me."