The last wave of trading ships before winter landed on Planet B11. Hundreds of thousands of miners walked out of every cave and village on the planet and headed for the Central Rift Valley. Merchants from the Red Flame Star were at the top of the canyon that stretched thousands of miles.

With the protective cover set up, the ever-changing color light acts as a safe haven, which can effectively avoid sandstorms and electromagnetic interference on the B11 star.

The foremen held thick slips in their hands, which registered the energy units accumulated by the miners. Those whose names were called came over to receive a slip. With it, they could enter the market and trade with the merchants.

Opal quickly ran down the rift, took his order, and checked the data on it.

"Hey! This is wrong!" Opal shouted angrily: "I have at least 150,000 energy units, why have so many been deducted!"

Several other foremen came over and shouted: "What's the problem? Hey! I'm talking about you, over there!"

Opal took half a step back, and the foreman looked at him coldly. Opal hurriedly put away the orders. A small commotion was calmed down. Opal suppressed his anger in his heart and turned around to enter the market.

"What happened?" Rector stood at an inconspicuous place on the edge of the market, with the cap of his cloak covering his head and face, but this handsome man was still very tall and outstanding, and many miners looked at him in surprise.

Opal said: "They used the excuse of ore precision to deduct 30,000 energy units from me!"

Rector nodded and walked into the market side by side with him. There were crowds of people everywhere. Opal's anger had not completely subsided, and she thought over and over in her mind, why? There are more deductions this year than last year...

Fifty thousand energy units may be enough to supply the needs of Rector's spaceship, but so many were inexplicably withheld.

"Opal." Lecter suddenly said.

Opal: "?"

Rector said: "Forbearance, to resist and fight, you need to become stronger."

Opal was silent. After a long time, he nodded and sighed.

In the bustling market, the miners were bargaining with the merchants, fighting over a few energy units. The merchants had what was said to be the best cloth from the Chiyan galaxy, decorations and some ornamental artificial gems, food and drinks.

utensils.

These are all cheap, lowest-end wholesale products on the trading planet. However, after passing through the starry sky gate, on this mineral planet with nothing, it is easy enough to sell them for sky-high prices and earn away the miners' hard work with their blood, sweat, and lives.

Money earned after one year.

"Not a penny less!" the businessman shouted loudly: "Look, this is plant flower wine from Green Mercury!"

He banged the bottle and said angrily: "This bottle alone is worth seven hundred energy units! The bottle and the wine are only sold to you for one thousand! What else? This is the wine for the imperial nobles!"

A group of businessmen around him looked at these ignorant miners with ridicule. Locke asked a companion: "Do you want to drink? Buy a bottle and try it."

"Drink this in winter, and you can smell the plant aroma of Green Mercury!" The businessman said: "There is a label on it, watch it carefully. A bottle costs 1,000 yuan, so you can't pay a penny less."

Rector said: "That's just the cheapest grass beer in the Green Water Galaxy. Drinking a bottle in the bar only costs three credits. They changed the bottle and put their own printed label on it."

Opal asked: "What are credits?"

Lecter replied: "One credit point a thousand years ago was equal to one energy unit. Since the collapse of the Interstellar Trade Alliance Energy Community, energy units have become more valuable than ever. In recent years, they have been raised to approximately six credit points for one unit.

The price of a unit of energy.”

Opal said: "I've been cheated. I'm going to remind them."

"Locke! I'm telling you!" Opal squeezed through the crowd, but Locke and his partner each bought a few bottles of wine and asked, "Opal, would you like some?"

Opal said helplessly: "Oh, it's nothing, I just want to tell you that this wine tastes good."

"I heard that this year's passes and boat tickets have increased to 800,000 energy units." Locke said, "How much have you saved?"

Opal scratched his head and waved his hand: "I won't buy a boat ticket."

Lector no longer knew where he had gone. Opal walked slowly along the market. The winter here was very cold. He wanted to buy an energy battery to ensure that he would not freeze. He also wanted to buy some three-dimensional electronic magazines for use.

Spend the long winter. Maybe some video games - Predator II and Ancient Civilization Tomb Exploration. These games are said to be very old, but they are very fun and very expensive.

A game console requires 8,000 energy points, and game chips require 2,000 each.

"This is the newest one this year, Interstellar Love Cultivation!" The boss saw the business coming and said loudly: "Buy one, it's a revealing one, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Opal took the chip introduction sheet and read it over and over. When it was the coldest time, he would be frozen if he took a step outside. Lecter had no choice but to move back from the cave and live with him.

But Lecter knew a lot of things, and it was good to talk around the fire at night in the cold winter. The money could be saved. Opal thought for a long time and decided not to buy it.

"Anya!" Opal called to a girl from a distance.

The girl named Anya turned around with a smile, a bright smile on her face, like a flower blooming in a dark canyon.

"What are you buying?" Opal said.

Anya said: "This gem... is really beautiful, but it costs 400 energy points."

Opal looked down for a while. There were many girls gathered in front of the stall. They were all miners' daughters. They walked a long way every day to fetch water, knead flour and make bread for the foreman, and some of them followed the men.

Mine work.

"It's indeed very beautiful." Opal thought that Rector had a bracelet and that his bracelet was also very beautiful.

"Opal." The dark-skinned girl teased, "Are you going to give it to Anya?"

Opal picked for a while, and the girls joked around. Opal blushed a little at the teasing, and said unnaturally: "We... uh, there's nothing."

Anya burst out laughing, like a shy kitten, and said, "Don't bully him, he doesn't know anything."

Opal knew a little bit about love. He also had vague feelings as a boy, but he had no partner. His mother and father had him because of love. This is the rule of reproduction of life in the universe. The old people say

However, when the time comes, life will blossom and bear fruit, and offspring will be reproduced. Maybe he will also have such a day.

In fact, there are many miner families who have lived on this planet for generations, developing minerals here since a hundred years ago, and their descendants are also miners.

Opal picked one and planned to give it to Rector later, because he would have to leave sooner or later, so he should keep it as a souvenir.

He suddenly felt that it was not good to just buy this one, so he took the initiative and said: "I'll give you one too, Anya, what do you like?"

Anya smiled and said, "Thank you then."

Opal and Anya each bought a metal bracelet. Opal put it away and wandered for a while in the market. There were more and more people. Anya didn’t know where she went, and Lecter didn’t find it either. Opal was ready to purchase.

Supplies needed for winter - some wine, sugary things, flour, meat and vitamin pills, energy batteries.

He stood in a daze in front of the gem stall for a while, silently counting how much money he would spend.

"Don't buy this." Rector came back at some point.

Opal said: "What?"

Rector said: "These are not gems, they are mass-produced cheap synthetic products."

Opal had a sudden feeling in her heart. She had just bought a bracelet, and Lector probably wouldn't want it, so she smiled and said, "Do you drink?"

Rector said: "I won't drink the wine here, don't waste it."

Opal said: "Where's the electronic holographic game?"

Lecter looked where he pointed, pondered for a moment, and then said: "I don't want this. Ask him if he has a textbook on the basics of the universe."

Opal went over and asked, and the boss said: "Yes, this, do you want to study? Do you want to watch a movie? There is a projector here, a few chips, all made in the Republic... and a collection of Legson's concerts."

"I don't want those." Lecter's voice suddenly sounded in Opal's mind: "I just want textbooks."

Opal's heart was shocked, and Lecter's voice echoed in his mind again, saying: "Don't look back, do as I say."

Opal said: "Just textbooks."

The boss said: "Not just selling, who do you want me to sell the projector to? They are all matching. A total of 18,000 energy points."

Opal shouted: "Eighteen thousand?!"

The boss said: "No counter-offer." After saying that, he nonchalantly went to introduce it to another miner: "This is the opera prince's ball! 19035 compilation! Want to buy one? But it's more beautiful than a woman."

Opal turned around.

Rector said: "Buy it. You don't need a projector or an opera. Ask him if he has a newspaper? I want the latest one, the newspaper from Crimson Star."

Opal frowned and asked: "Why? This is a matching drama, so you don't get it for free."

Rector insisted: "No."

Opal went back and bought everything that was bundled with the textbook, shouting, "Aman!"

Aman was not far away, and Opal said: "I'll lend you this to watch. There's a movie in it."

Opal gave the movie and opera to Aman, and he left the textbook chip. Rector took it, looked down at it, and said: "Second-hand goods, a bit old, but barely usable. Just put them in the e7 projector."

use."

Opal asked: "Why not Légerson's opera?"

Rector said casually: "Legerson is not a good thing, it is meaningless, it will attract you to indulge in his singing, you will know it later. Please follow me now, I need your help."

"Why can you talk in my head? What kind of ability is this?"

"Don't ask too much, you will know later..."

Opal and Rector stood not far from a stall. Rector ordered: "Go over and ask for the price. He has two small dark matter batteries."

Opal went over and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this?"

The boss said: "Don't touch it randomly. Each 100,000 points of energy unit contains the equivalent of 150,000 points of dark matter energy."

Rector's voice rang in Opal's mind: "Have a bargain price and ask him if he can sell it for two 80,000 yuan."

Opal: "..."
To be continued...