The Record of Unusual Creatures

Hill and Wim hadn’t talked for at least half a minute, until Hao Ren waved his hand before they saw it. If Hill’s at least some understanding of Hao Ren’s background, then It’s a fog, and he feels that what he just heard is not an auditory hallucination, even the Arabian Nights are not endless!

"You said... a planet?" Wim looked at the mysterious stranger in front of him. "Can you give it to us? And you have a way to transfer one billion people at a time? Sorry... I don't know what I understand. No, you mean this?"

Hao Ren knew that the other party would be the reaction, so he nodded very seriously and explained the details: "I really intend to do this, you don't have to doubt anything. But some details I have to explain first: because of some procedures The problem is that the planet is not a gift, but a loan to you. Of course, this is just a form. You can use the resources of your new home at will. I will transfer the right to use the planet to you in the name of the individual. Anyway, that place is not very useful to me. After that, you will temporarily stay in another universe in the form of living, but after you develop the true super-light speed aerospace technology, the first colonial star you have developed will become Your true intrinsic property, you have been a legal resident since then. In addition, the fleet I have arranged for you is not free, but you should be able to afford this toll..."

Hill妲 nodded while listening. These details were just a form of appearance. She knew that the other party had tried her best to get the Erim Elves out of the mud, so I didn't care about certain restrictions. But she still cautiously asked from the position of the ruler of Arim: "So Hao Ren, the price... What is it?"

"I just said that. On the one hand, you have to give up the foundation here. This is your psychological hurdle. On the other hand, you have to bear the toll yourself." Hao Ren spread his hand. "It is the task of undertaking this migration. A private company, they can't work in white. They are out of the floating islands and the large equipment you can't take. These things seem to have some value in the flea market and some black markets. I transported your one billion people to another universe. In addition, this is a family price. I knew that he had agreed to use resources to offset the long-distance travel."

Hill’s eyes widened unexpectedly: “Is these things going?”

“Is it difficult?” Vivienne next to it couldn’t help but come in. “You can have enough land and resources after you arrive at your new home. And the population you have left is one billion. If you squeeze it, then it’s new. It shouldn’t make sense to save the current floating islands on the planet.”

"I don't want to be reluctant to go to these floating islands, but I didn't expect anyone to want them." Hill's face was awkward. "I thought that our exhausted and old facilities were worthless in the eyes of higher civilizations..."

The data terminal has set aside on one side: "You can't say that scrap iron has value, just look at how to use it. You floating islands are really worthless. For those who have the ability to go into space, there is no need everywhere. The celestial bodies of money. They naturally don't see this, but the equipment you make - in some markets, there are people who want it. The exhaustion of resources pushes your technology on the material cycle and the ecological dome to the limit, you make Equipment is valuable in this respect. Advanced civilization may not be used, but some of the technology is average. Young civilizations who have just moved into space like to go to the second-hand market to buy such off-the-shelf cheap equipment."

"Do you seem to know how to do it?" Hao Ren looked at the data terminal unexpectedly.

"I just understood. This machine just checked the database and found that the Pan-Economical Economic Circle is a very interesting thing. The old antique equipment of the Erim Wizard will be transformed into a cheap colonial component by some professional refurbished merchants. The higher-capacity second-hand equipment is combined and repackaged and sold to a rookie civilization that is not knowledgeable. This business is a big part of the interstellar trade. Maybe a few years later you may see the sun in a certain corner of the galaxy. The shadow of the island - the universe is too big, what the industry has. And even those old equipment that can't be recycled, it doesn't matter, they will be sent to the furnace, or become some unique interstellar scholars and collectors. Personal collections, in any case, can always come in handy, 'anything made by the Wisdom race will not return to zero', this is a famous saying of the head of the Fiyari consortium, all Star Trek merchants are convinced."

Hao Ren thought for a moment: "... Don't say this first, how much is that 883 probably pit me?"

"Not much more, probably just the equivalent of a half-boiled and broad-minded business partner." The tone of the data terminal is very unconcerned, "and strictly speaking, he is earning Erem The cheap, after all, is a businessman, you can't expect him to be noble like Izak."

Hao Ren: "..."

Hill has understood the meaning of the data terminal. She quickly stated: "It doesn't matter, we can't take these things anyway..."

There is no opinion on the Lord, and Hao Ren is of course more difficult to say anything. He is taking this opportunity to have a deeper understanding of the era of the Stars and the Sea. And he also understands that the development of a civilized technology tree is often not balanced: the Erem elves are indeed a civilization trapped in the parent star circle, but this is caused by a bad environment, they are in other ways, such as material circulation and The artificial ecological technology has actually reached the standard towards the interstellar stage - as long as they give them a super-light engine, they can bloom in the entire Galaxy.

It is foreseeable that the Erim elves will enter a period of vigorous development after getting rid of the current mud, and their potential is not to laugh.

"Then you have no opinion on this migration plan, right?" Hao Ren looked at Hill, "Do you want to use the Presbyterians and ministers who are not looking for you?"

The expression on Hill’s face made it impossible to see what it was. It was too excited and horrified, and the calmness that was barely maintained made her lips awkward. She just nodded her head: “I certainly have no opinion! It’s better to say that this is a big surprise... but you really will give us a planet? Don’t you do anything other than the toll? I don’t understand... Is it a planet for you? Insignificant things?"

Hao Ren grabbed his hair: "How can I say this? From a world view of one person, I really can't imagine that having such a large piece of land on hand is a concept. The house I lived in has not been renovated for decades. The property of this planet is too big for me to imagine, but I am doing this as a censor. The planet is just a name for me. I can’t use it at all. You said that I personally took it to dry up? The roots of the ropes rounded up the sun? It is better to give you personal feelings."

"It's such a useless thing for you," Wim's expression was wonderful. "But our whole family has struggled for thousands of years..."

"Wim, I’m going to inform the Presbyterian Church and my parliamentary group," Hill said quickly. "In addition, the Royal High Notice will be issued immediately. There will be a special event for the whole people, but don’t announce what it is, let them pay attention to it. All information channels will be fine, and the details will be announced by me after the end of the elders meeting - all the work at hand is suspended, they are not important."

Wimhoran got up: "Yes! Mother!"

Then the young elf regent turned and walked to the hall exit, but he just couldn't help but turn back after two steps. The expression on his face was strange and funny. He looked at Hao Ren and his own mother: "Wait Look... I’m still a little confused... You’re actually not talking about telling stories? I really accept this...”

Hill’s face sank: “Go!”

The young Regent hurriedly ran out, and Hill screamed loudly behind him: "Don't forget to tell the ‘good news’ when the announcement is made – the people have not been shocked!”

Wim left the living room as a trot, and Hao Ren looked at his back and sighed: "You have a good education for your son."

"He is not mature enough," Hill shook his head. "As a regent, he was barely qualified. No way. After all, just as soon as he was a young man... I was a little impatient with his education."

Hao Ren feels that discussing the problem of educating his son with a beautiful sister who is not one or two years older than himself is a reclining scene. He quickly interrupted the topic: "Don't say this first - now the largest of the Arim spirits The problem has been solved, so what kind of social problems like the land organization should not be a problem?"

Hill’s cockroaches seemed to have just reacted, and then smiled: “Oh, yeah... suddenly feel...easy...”

Hill's voice was getting lower and lower. Hao Ren didn't notice it at first. When he felt wrong, he found that the queen was already on the table, and there was no sound at all. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!