Universe Infinite Canteen

Malu was also stunned when he heard Lao Hei's words.

Although Lao Wang had said before that the Pirate King would not pick up trash, Ma Lu never thought that the other side would directly send him a spaceship.

After all, judging from the appearance of that golden slime, he just wanted to bake some cookies.

It was a bit outrageous to be generous, but soon Malu thought of something else.

According to what Lao Hei said before, the Pink Whale was intercepted by dimensional pirates before it made a plane jump.

This simple sentence actually contains a lot of information. Those smugglers are not vegetarians, and they have the sharp knife of Sir M hanging over their heads.

After seeing the dimensional pirates, they would definitely resist desperately. There should have been a big battle between them, which ended with the total destruction of the smuggling group.

It's hard to say what's going on with the Pink Whale now. Maybe it's been beaten into pieces.

Otherwise, even if the golden slime knew Lao Wang, there would be no reason to be so generous as to directly send him a plane spaceship.

Lao Hei probably realized this later, sighed, shrank back to his seat, and murmured.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, the Pink Whale smuggling group is gone, and I don't have a few days left to live."

"Don't be too busy drinking to drown your sorrows. Maybe you haven't reached the end of the road yet." Ma Lu comforted him.

"No, you don't understand Sir M. He is the kind of person who only cares about the results and not the process. He will not feel pity and let me go just because everyone else in the Pink Whale is wiped out." The old gangster said.

"I really don't know Sir M, but I have come into contact with dimensional pirates several times, and I feel that they are not as scary as the rumors say."

Lao Hei's eyes widened, "Are you kidding? The first time you saw those guys in the park, they blew my head off without saying a word."

"That's because you stole their bread machine first. That bread machine is very important to them."

Malu paused, "Of course, they are pirates and not good people, but I feel like there is still a possibility of negotiation."

"Negotiation, what negotiation?" Lao Hei was stunned.

"That toaster, don't you really need it to save your life?"

"You mean... through negotiation, the bread machine was traded from those dimensional pirates?"

Lao Hei shook his head, "Let's not talk about what I want to trade with them. Didn't you just say that the bread machine is very important to them?"

"Yes, but it's different now. They have a replacement for that bread machine."

When Malu learned from Lao Wang in the kitchen just now about his relationship with the bread machine, he had a plan in his mind.

It's just that this plan was a bit crazy, and he didn't think about it too much. But as he got more and more information, the crazy plan came to his mind again.

And it's becoming clearer and clearer.

However, there are still some details, which can only be confirmed after asking the old queen.

Malu said to the old gangster, "Wait for me for a while."

After saying that, he returned to the kitchen. At this time, Lao Wang had already baked the pumpkin cookies for Ms. Cheng.

However, Ms. Cheng was no longer there, and Ma Lu directly brought the plate of cookies in front of the golden slime.

A tentacle immediately formed on the latter's body, grabbed one of the pumpkin cookies, and then retracted it.

Through its translucent skin, Malu could clearly see the cookie, which was resting on its chest and wrapped by its body.

As time went by, the cookie slowly became smaller, which was amazing.

Before the cookie disappeared completely, the golden slime picked up the second one...

From the looks of it, it must be eating happily, eating one piece after another, and its body is still swaying, like an emperor penguin.

Seeing this, Ma Lu felt that his confidence had increased a bit.

While the golden slime was eating, he pulled Old Wang aside and asked in a low voice, "Since you have dealt with these dimensional pirates, you should know what they like to eat."

"Kulukulu are similar to humans in that they are omnivores. Of course, they prefer bread and biscuits to humans, but that's mainly because these things are easy to store."

"If, I mean if...we find a way to sign a contract with them to provide food and drink for their pirate ships, what do you think?" Ma Lu said his plan.

"You want to sell them food?"

"That's right, aren't we still rich in food ingredients now? Although we have negotiated the purchase price with those plane smugglers before, the Pink Whale has been destroyed now, and we don't know when the next smuggling group will come.

"I thought it would be good if I could sell the extra ingredients to these dimensional pirates. They seem to be quite rich. But I still have a few questions that I need to clear up first. How is their reputation?"

"Very good." The old king said, "The Kulukulu clan is different from humans and has no concept of lies. Therefore, you will definitely do what you promised. On the contrary, if you fail to do what you promised them, you will also attract trouble. They retaliate violently."

The latter words made Malu hesitate again, mainly because he was not afraid of anything but 10,000. No one knew whether any accidents would happen in the future.

But soon, Malu thought of a solution, and then asked, "How do these Kurukulu people eat?"

"About one-fifth of humans," said Lao Wang. "The number of Kurukurus on a pirate ship is fixed at 244, no more and no less. This is their tradition, but they have to eat four meals a day."

Maluk used a calculator to do a simple calculation and found that if he negotiated this order, he would need to supply about 3,400 kilograms of food a week.

The current output of the desktop farm is almost enough to cover it. For insurance purposes, it can be upgraded to level 1, which should be enough.

At this time, Lao Wang reminded, "Kurukuru people hate the Grand Alliance. They refuse the Grand Alliance's legal currency, star coins, so even if you get their orders, you can't earn star coins from them."

"It doesn't matter. Since they are pirates, they must have a lot of good things on them. At worst, we can barter." Malu already has a plan in mind.

"I have one last question. Are you sure these guys are really communicable?" Malu just tried to talk to the golden slime, but the effect was not ideal. It was basically a chicken talking to a duck.

"Yes, but it will take some time." Old Wang said, "And there are also people like Lao Hei who are responsible for trading in Kulu Kulu, and their communication skills are better than other people of the same tribe."

"Okay, I understand."

Malulu has already made up his mind, but this matter still needs someone to cooperate.

Mainly because Malu himself does not want to bear the revenge of the dimensional pirates that may be caused by accidents, so he uses the mature experience of human society to pull a third party to take the risk on his behalf.

Of course, that person is not without gain. If this order can be negotiated, then at least in the short term, those dimensional pirates will no longer need that bread machine.

This also gives him a chance to survive.

In addition, Malu also needs the professional knowledge of that person. If the goods paid by those dimensional pirates in the future do not meet his needs, he can also sell them to others through that person and exchange them for star coins.