They ended up moving five tons of cargo on the Fishbone's transport plane.
At first, Luo Binhan didn't know what was in those sealed metal boxes until he saw Jing Huang tear open the iron plate with his left hand and grab a handful of bright red crystals that looked like rubies.
Luo Binhan couldn't help but be shocked. He originally thought that what they were robbing would be super weapons or works of art, or at least some kind of interstellar currency made of energy or special materials.
"Gemstones? You interstellar criminals are quite classical, are you doing a Renaissance?"
"Have a hammer," Jing Huang said, "This is high-purity concentrated sugar."
He dropped a ruby the size of a pigeon's egg into his mouth, crunched it, and chewed it. Luo Binhan was stunned, and after a while he tentatively asked: "How?"
"It tastes bad." Jing Huang said expressionlessly.
"Mr. Xuanhong hates bionic food and synthetic sugar." Momolo said gently, "But the quality of these sugars is very good. The income from selling them should be enough to buy another medium-sized civilian spaceship."
Luo Binhan finally realized how miserable the lives of the people in the universe were. With infinite compassion, he took out a heavy, nearly soybean-sized gemstone from the box, preparing to experience the taste of sky-high-priced sugar for himself.
Jing Huang knocked the candy out of his hand: "Are you looking for death?"
"Holy shit," Luo Binhan said, "You care so much about eating candy?"
Jing Huang closed the torn iron box, and then gave him a contemptuous look: "The portion you just took is enough to kill you from sugar poisoning five hundred times. What about your mother? You will be marinated after eating it."
After saying that, he drove the transport plane and moved the sugar away.
Luo Binhan stood there with his mouth wide open. Momolo next to him patted him on the shoulder empathetically and said: "Ah, that's it, Mr. Luo, sugar is not only a physical energy source for carbon-based organisms like you, Mr. Luo, but also the most widely used stimulant. . Because Mr. Luo is a primitive species of Homo sapiens that has not yet experienced the stage of self-transformation and civilization, and his body is naturally very weak, so you must not consume too much. Especially construction candy, you must not eat it directly."
"Construction candy bar?"
"The mineral-decorated sugars just now," Momolo said, "those are compressed composite artificial high-carbon sugars. They are special materials used by the Durand people to build sugar cities, but they are also very practical when used to rescue famines. As long as they are released After being put under pressure and thrown into the river, it is fully hydrolyzed to form the most common glucose, which can help refugees replenish energy on a large scale. Their sugar-making technology is really amazing!"
Luo Binhan thought for a while, and then asked: "What about the Salt Party?"
"What is a salty party?" Momolo said with a wink.
After moving the sugar, they continued to search the other warehouses of the Fishbone. Most of the food and daily necessities are stored there, and Luo Binhan also found a small bag of gold.
"Do you still use gold as currency here?" he asked, shaking the bag.
"It's still used in some areas," Momolo said. "Yorui side is still very popular."
Luo Binhan found it very interesting: "Can't you make artificial gold?"
Momolo looked at him with as loving eyes as if he were looking at a baby. "That's not the case, Mr. Luo," he said kindly. "The synthesis of gold elements is difficult to achieve through chemical reactions in most known star layers. It requires hadron collisions to complete. In addition, it occurs in super The guiding industry has a wide range of uses, and the cost of artificially synthesizing gold outside the core star layer of the alliance is now much higher than the cost of mining. This has led to it being regarded as currency circulation within a certain range."
"Then what else do you trade with? Barter?"
"The more popular ones include the alliance's suggested commitments to redeem electronic currencies, and the White Tower standard apprenticeship agreement package." Momolo said, "Because Mr. Xuanhong cannot open an account with his real identity information, we now use Mr. ∈ Fake identity accounts.”
Finally, Luo Binhan decided to use the bag of gold to decorate his private room.
They visited and swept the entire Fishbone step by step, and finally returned to the bridge. At this time, the owner of the spacecraft was still hanging upside down from the ceiling. His skin, which had previously looked chalky in texture, was now slightly bluish and appeared almost lifeless.
Jing Huang was sitting in the center of the bridge, with his legs crossed and a stone stick in his hand. The stone is milky white and crystal clear, and its edges and corners glow bright rose red. It sparkles when it shakes, making it look extremely beautiful and lovely.
"What is this?" Luo Binhan leaned over and asked.
"Two-phase light-concentrating crystal." Jing Huang said.
"Human words."
"The laser cannon that hit us just now. This is the main substance of the laser's working material." Jing Huang turned his head impatiently.
Luo Binhan looked up. The owner of the boat was staring at them lifelessly. Those eyes seemed to be filled with blue shadows.
"Why are you dismantling other people's cannons? They are very valuable?"
"This stone is beautiful." Jing Huang said.
Luo Binhan, who was holding the gold bag in his hand, was convinced by him. They sat there together looking at the beautiful rocks.
Momolo walked slowly to the owner of the boat. He stared solemnly, almost sadly, at the poor hanging man.
"Sir, please have my condolences," he clasped his hands together, stretched them out in front of his chest, and said slowly and compassionately, "Today's misfortune seems to have happened by chance, but in fact, the bad karma has been accumulated for a long time, and the retribution is a cycle. What a pain! What a pity! What to know All actions are impermanent, and all dharmas have no self. Sir, why not take this opportunity to turn back from the sea of suffering, and from now on, your mind will always be pure, and the moon will be bright and the peaches will bloom."
Luo Binhan stared at Momoluo, opened his mouth wide, and continued to make a long, mechanical "Ah——" sound.
"Don't make such a fuss, it's embarrassing. They just popularized Pan-sapien culture." Jing Huang said, staring at the stone intently.
Momolo's face was filled with holiness and affection. He raised his head and continued: "Sir, in the past, I was traveling in the wild and passed by a dwarf planet. It happened to be a grand gathering of Jialan. The Venerable Master Sanglian preached a sermon under a hydroponic Bodhi tree. The Venerable invited me to sit together, pointing to the lotus, and oral transmission. Wonderful Dharma. During this period, there are ten short biographies in total, which capture the essence of practicing pure goodness. Today I have a predestined relationship with you, and I would like to tell you all these ten chapters. I hope that you can inspire good thoughts and persuade the prodigal son to return. One of them is about ancient times. There was a butcher..."
Luo Binhan said: "Ah————"
"Are you done?" Jing Huang closed his mouth impatiently, "No arguing."
Luo Binhan forgot about the beautiful stones. He watched the owner of the ship hanging upside down gently swaying on the top of the bridge, with no expression on his gray-blue face. They stared at each other in silence for a moment, then the owner of the boat twisted and spun slowly like a baby's toy.
"He passed out." Luo Binhan said sadly.
"I can't die." Jing Huang didn't even raise his head.
Luo Binhan's eyes wandered around the bridge. He saw the silvery-white crystal column in the center of the room. The inside of the column shimmered slightly like liquid, full of a mysterious sense of technology.
"Is that an energy source or something?" He poked Jing Huang, "Can we take it away?"
Jing Huang reluctantly raised his head and glanced. "Are you stupid?" he said, "Who put such a large energy source directly in the bridge? If you throw the king at the beginning, don't you expect it to explode?"
"Then what is this thing?"
"Purely for decoration." Jing Huang said, "Don't you also have a few ceramic vases at home?"
Luo Binhan had nothing to say. He tried to play with burning the floor with a lighter in loneliness, and it took several times before he finally started a fire. The fire was much smaller, possibly due to lack of oxygen or little engine oil left in it. He wonders if suitable alternative fuels will be found in the future.
After a while, Jing Huang finally got tired of looking at the stones. He stood up and said, "Let's go."
The owner of the Fishbone falls from the top. The thin white rope binding his ankles floated towards Jing Huang like a snake and got into his collar.
At this time, Momolo was speaking slowly in a tone as warm as sunshine: "The third one is that there is a fairy island in the sea..."
Jing Huang kicked him over: "What about your mother? That idiot has fainted!"
"It's okay, Mr. Xuanhong." Momolo said with a hearty smile, "My voice is the call of light. Even if this gentleman temporarily loses consciousness, as long as his mind is not destroyed, he can still hear it in his dream! I Your thoughts will definitely be conveyed!”
"Be a human being," Jing Huang said.
Momolo's eyes sparkled with tears. "Yes! I am always ready! Is that what Mr. Luo just told you? Are you finally willing to become my human body, Mr. Luo!" he asked excitedly.
Luo Binhan screamed with all his strength: "Don't come over!"
