Galactic Dark Net

Zong Wudao waved his hand and didn't take it for granted: "You will understand when you see him later. Lao Mo is not a person at all."

"You, always say bad things about me."

When the voice just fell, I heard that the industrial ship door was opened behind him, and a man with a thick black goggles said that he had walked down.

Han Lang was surprised to find that Lao Mo was not a human being. He wore thick armor and only showed his hands. The nails were long, like a hard eagle hook. The body was covered with gray scales and the body was far more than humans. Tall and tall, close to three meters.

This must be the skinning person, although he is not a human being, but he and Han Lang, Zong Wudao, said the galaxy universal human language, the current Galaxy has a unified language and words, the Earth has joined the Galaxy The league time is still short, so the local language still exists.

When Han Lang and Chen Zhong, Li Qi, who are also from the Huaxia Region, speak Chinese when they are together, and other times say the Galaxy lingua franca.

Zong Wudao looked at the old Mo, and said with a smile: "How can I say that you are bad, you are not a human being."

Hui Zong has no way to explain to Han Lang: "Old Mo is a Kui, one of the minority races of the Milky Way. They are born in a nuclear material with very high radiation, so they have a strong resistance to radiation."

"The Galaxy Alliance later developed the nuclear material of the Kui family. Because it is a minority race, the Kui people can't resist the aggression of the human race. The tribes are scattered. Because of their anti-radiation ability, a considerable number of Quebes have become skinners. ""

"Old Mo this guy has been wanted by the Galaxy Alliance for a long time. When you are short of money, cut his head and hand it over, you can change a lot of money."

Lao Mo has a good temper and is not angry. He came to Zong Wudao and Han Lang to stand by.

Zong Wudao opened the door and saw the mountain road: "Old Mo, this is Han Lang, he wants to buy some equipment from you."

Old Mo Lianlian nodded and pointed to the equipments around several hills: "To be honest, because the entire planet is heavily polluted, my equipment here is polluted, so it is cheap to sell. It has to be processed before it can be used."

Zong Wudao interjected: "There is a way to deal with these things. You can find him to buy some chemicals that neutralize radiation."

After Zong Wudao and Lao Mo’s explanation, Han Lang has already understood that the so-called skinners are not the most wicked, but some people who use robotics to clean the battlefield.

For example, Lao Mo, who is a minority in the galaxy, is not easy to live under the current situation of human ruling Galaxy, so he took the risk to start this kind of business.

The name of the skinner is because when cleaning up the battlefield, it is often necessary to deal with the corpse. Generally, people are willing to do this business, so the defender is called the skinner.

The 10,000-member member of the Earth Federation is a global elite. Most of them are three-star superpowers. There are also a few four-star fighters. Most of them are leaders. According to the plan, at least 10,000 sets of three-star battle suits are required. , plus 10,000 weapons.

In large-scale battles, in addition to battle suits, superpowers usually add an alloy armor to strengthen their protective ability. It is hard to find a low-cost supplier like Lao Mo. Han Lang naturally hopes to be able to do it at one time. The items you need are purchased.

Under normal circumstances, the price of a three-star battle suit should be around 100,000 stars. The armor and weapons should be determined by the quality and material. The weapons made by refining the three titanium alloys range from thousands to tens of thousands of coins, if black crystal Titanium alloys, or high-grade weapons made of Frilon alloy, cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of stars. Armor is also the price of quality.

Han Lang pondered a bit, weapons and armor can work together, that is, the battle suit is more troublesome, the battle suit is the most basic equipment of a warrior, not only must have defensive capabilities, but also maintain life in the water or space, wear The body should be able to adjust at any time, too loose or too tight, the technology content is very high, the cost is high, even these second-hand contaminated combat uniforms, the price is not cheap.

Han Lang and Lao Mo talked about it. Lao Mo thought for a long time and said: "This way, the three-star battle suit will be sold to you according to each set of eight thousand stars, armor and weapons, plus freight, and you will receive two thousand. This is already my reserve price."

"As for the four-star battle suit, I have only a dozen sets here. It is better for you to have one million stars. When the war was in the past, the senior soldiers were concentrated in the nuclear explosion center, so most of the battlefields were left in the lower-middle level. High-level equipment, along with those high-ranking fighters, was destroyed in the nuclear explosion and is hard to find."

Han Lang saw Zong Duo nodded a little, and praised the price, so Han Lang agreed to buy this piece of equipment for 110 million stars. If you buy from the normal interstellar market, you should say less. More than a dozen billion stars, it is much cheaper.

Han Lang asked the question of delivery. Lao Mo smiled and said: "I have been cleaning up this battlefield for many years. There are not many other things left. When I sort out the things you need, I will personally send you. Go to the earth, then I will go to other battlefields."

Han Lang and Lao Mo are negotiating the delivery. I saw a group of people coming from afar. They are a group of hard-working robots. They used the suspension to collect equipment for the old Mo, and drove a suspended Lu Feichi. After the camp is stopped, the collected equipment will be placed in different categories.

Han Lang is very interested in the operation of Lao Mo. Although Mo is a Kui nationality, he can't resist the radiation of the core area of ​​the battlefield. He can only stay in the periphery, and he can't let himself expose it for too long. It is necessary to flush the body with a drug for a period of time so that you do not die because of excessive radiation.

Only these robots, they are not afraid of anything, do not know how tired they are doing.

If it is not the law of the Milky Way that prohibits the possession of robots, Han Lang really wants to buy one back.

"Old Mo, where did you get these robots?" Han Lang asked very curiously.

Lao Mo laughed: "From a garbage planet, some of the robots that were destroyed in the past were dismantled and still there. I reassembled them. Unfortunately, these robots had logic chips in their heads. When they were destroyed, they were all destroyed. Take it out."

"There are big differences between logic chips and robots and robots without logic chips. Robots without logic chips are like a group of wood. IQ is very basic. It knows to work according to human commands. If a robot has a logic chip, it will Like human beings, they will say that they will laugh and think."

Han Lang asked about the logic chip. When the Galaxy Alliance decided to destroy all the robots, it took away all the logic chips. In order to avoid the chips being copied, these chips were sealed in a certain security.

It is said that the logic chip is also a remnant from prehistoric civilization. It cannot be manufactured with the current scientific and technological level of human beings. Therefore, if the alliance does not unblock the day, the Galaxy will not have a real intelligent robot in one day.

Han Lang listened and felt very emotional. If a large number of robots are used, it can increase the production capacity of human beings infinitely. It is a pity that it has been banned.

When I saw Han Lang, I asked the robot with a grin and said with a smile: "You are very interested in robots?"

Han Lang focuses on the key.

Lao Mo said with emotion: "I am also, from the time I was a child, I was obsessed with robot technology. These robots are not only the tools I used to clean up the battlefield, but also like my family, when I will not betray me. ”

"If you like it, bring them to the ancient battlefield."

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The reason why the scores are not going to be because the clicks and collections are less, maybe this story is not very good, but please believe that the nine children, any transition and account, are for the more magnificent climax.