AA loves to dominate the interstellar by the way [Rebirth]

Chenxing Exchange, fifth floor.

This is the staff rest area on the ground floor. Many traders in dark blue uniforms are resting here, discussing the news of the exchange in recent days.

"Have you heard?" Someone said mysteriously, "There was a high-level chip mission failed, and he tried to escape, but was arrested by the director himself..."

Someone beside him wondered: "The high-level chips are much higher than our level, why do you want to escape?"

"A high-level chip is also a chip. The director is the boss to us, but he is the master to them..." Someone next to him interjected, "If we fail in the transaction, we will deduct points from our performance, but it is said that the director has no tolerance for the chips. Affection……"

"He will make life worse for that high-level chip."

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The lively atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

The traders working here were all dumbfounded by the chip system when they first came to work here, but there are too many strange things in Chenxing Exchange. Only such things as high-level chip betrayal will attract a few words from them.

"Don't mention the bargaining chip, let's talk about work, did your performance meet the standard last month?"

"Forget it..."

"When I went to pick up the goods on the fifteenth floor, I was almost not swept away by the turbulence of space. I have been recuperating for half a month. What do you think..."

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After a short period of silence, the rest area became lively again, and people tacitly passed the topic, and then discussed transaction volume, performance and bonuses, just like the most ordinary office workers.

In the corner of the rest area, there was a young trader with short black hair sitting in the corner, looking up thoughtfully at the person who started talking.

This young trader has a pair of golden eyes, but the color of the pupils does not look very aggressive, on the contrary, it reveals a gentle and quiet meaning, which looks harmless and soft.

He sat quietly, and when he turned his head, he could just see the lobby on the first floor below.

The lobby on the first floor is the open trading area with the highest traffic density. There is tension and excitement everywhere. Traders from all over the galaxy filled the lobby, and there are even many outsiders from other galaxies.

Thousands of projection screens were hung in the mid-air of the hall at the same time, and the dazzling numbers kept beating. From time to time, some people exclaimed, discussing the conclusion or failure of a certain transaction.

There is a huge stone tablet at the entrance of the exchange, on which the same word is repeated in various languages.

"Equivalent exchange".

Here, everything is tradeable, as long as you can afford it.

If you can't afford the price, put yourself as collateral.

In the hall where people come and go, there are many figures wearing white robes and kneeling by the wall. They are the lowest bargaining chips in the exchange. Every corner meets all the needs of the guests.

The customers of the exchange come from all over the universe, and their needs are also strange. Faced with these various and even sensational demands, selling one's body seems to be the best result.

Chips in white robes were dragged away with blood dripping all over their bodies.

There are also constant customers who were unable to pay the price with the chips in their hands, and their nameplates symbolizing the customers were removed, dragged off the trading desk, and their identities were changed in an instant.

Absurd, nonsensical, absolutely fair but absolutely cruel.

You get what you pay for, and all your wishes can be fulfilled here.

There is hope and enthusiasm in everyone's eyes.

However, in the eyes of the young trader, this bottom exchange looked like a playground for the devil.

The owner of that exchange easily played with people's hearts and fiddled with the fate of all lives from above.

Desire is magnified, greed is captured, hope and despair are constantly intertwined.

He remembered the sentence Shen Xi once said, which he could not really understand until this moment.

"Exchanges will never be short of chips."

With complicated emotions in his golden eyes, the young trader subconsciously lowered his head, and then saw the nameplate of a low-level employee hanging on his chest.

It had his name written on it—

"You are Li Bo?"

Someone came running calling his name, grabbed his shoulders and brought him forward.

It was a young man with a black ponytail, who was the first one to raise the topic of chips.

At this time, his face was full of enthusiasm, and he was very familiar with this trader who seemed to be a misfit: "The list of intermediate trader assessments has come out, and you have passed the initial test with full marks! Really amazing!"

"By the way, you've only been here for a few days, right? You're really too strong..."

"..."

Faced with the very uncooperative silence of this trader named Li Bo, the black ponytail didn't care, and said carelessly: "After being promoted to an intermediate trader, we can go to the trading area on the [-]th to [-]th floors That's right, the middle-level trading area is the safest area, it's much safer than the bottom-level trading area!"

"What about the upper floor?" the young trader with golden eyes asked softly.

"Upper floor?" The other party was taken aback, then laughed and said, "What are you thinking? The most precious goods of the exchange are stored above the seventieth floor, and only senior traders are eligible to go there... It was appointed by the director himself, and has nothing to do with us low-level employees—"

Hei Mawei suddenly stopped when he said this, and looked at the time on the wall, his face immediately became tense: "Why are you still standing there! The next exam will start in 10 minutes, follow me to the exam room !"

The young trader who was dragged away by the black horse's tail: "..."

He was taken away from the rest area by the opponent with stiff steps, and climbed all the way to the examination area on the [-]th floor.

"Ding!"

The elevator closed in front of their eyes, and the young trader raised his head in an instant, his golden eyes flashing a shockingly bright light.

At the same moment, a cold electronic voice sounded in his mind: "The data has been replaced, and your current identity is Li Bo, a junior trader at Chenxing Exchange."

"This name is so random." The voice complained coldly, and then said, "The senior trader assessment is a written test, and you must fail. If you ask me, I will consider whether to help you."

"How do you know that I can't pass?" A smile flashed in the eyes of the young trader, "I'm best at lying down to win, don't you know, Yinhe?"

"...Passing the first round of Star Throne with 26 points is indeed unique." The cold electronic voice choked up and said, "Ye Zhibo, you are really shameless."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"..."

This young trader was naturally Ye Zhibo.

He came alone this time, only bringing a knife and a person. Xingpo was sent to Lu Tingxing's side, and Ye Zhibo finally chose to bring a copy of Shen Xinghai's Central Intelligence Brain Galaxy.

Prompted by Yinhe, he knocked out a low-level trader at the exchange, entered the exchange as the other party's identity, changed his appearance by using Li's make-up technique he stole from Li Jinshen, and successfully mixed in with a bunch of weird-looking traders. among traders.

Ye Zhibo had been silent before because Yinhe was invading the exchange's network, and he was inextricably entangled with the brain here. Now that Yinhe appeared, Ye Zhibo's identity information was completely entered, so he can rest assured began to explore.

Of course, he never expected such a senior trader assessment.

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened, and Ye Zhibo had just entered the examination room with his enthusiastic black ponytail colleague beside him when he heard an exclamation from the other party.

"Look, those are senior traders." The black horse tail whispered to Ye Zhibo, "They rarely appear on the lower floor, and only work on the seventieth floor... I don't know how they got down today..."

"Did you see that brown-haired man?" Ye Zhibo followed the other's gesture and looked over, slightly taken aback.

"I heard that he was directly airborne from the third quadrant to become a senior trader, which is really amazing...Look at the color of their nameplate, the gray-haired woman next to him is black, which proves that she is a senior trader at the lighthouse Traders……"

"Is there anything special about today's assessment? Two high-level traders came here at once..."

Ye Zhibo didn't even listen to what the black horse tail said next, he just looked at the two senior traders in surprise, and quickly lowered his head before the other party noticed, with strong doubts and vigilance suddenly rising in his heart.

Those two senior traders were old acquaintances of Ye Zhibo.

Ji Bingyuan and Shen Ye, the leaders of the rebel army in the thirteenth district, the former deputy chief and secretary-general of the thirteenth district who mysteriously disappeared after being wanted by the entire galaxy.

Did they come to the lighthouse?

Or rather, back to the lighthouse.

It was just a coincidence that they appeared uncharacteristically in this lower-level promotion examination room...or did they notice something?

Ye Zhibo took the test questions handed over from the front row, held his pen in his hand and sketched on the test questions, secretly wary of the two of them.

At this time, Yinhe spoke in his mind: "I just checked, and only the director knows the information of all the senior traders, and Eve doesn't know their real identities."

"...Who is Eve?" Ye Zhibo's focus was off for a moment, "So, senior traders are probably those high-level bargaining chips?"

"Since Shen Ye is a high-level bargaining chip, it is very possible. So the senior trader is personally appointed by the director, because the bargaining chip cannot betray the director." Yinhe analyzed, and finally added a sentence coyly, "... Eve is The brain of the exchange."

There was a suspicious pause in Yinhe's tone, and Ye Zhibo instantly noticed something tricky.

"...You just went to seduce someone's brain by not saying a word?" He was silent for a moment, not knowing how to spit out this trough, and finally said as if to comfort himself, "In seven days, you can take down Eve Do you want her to open the back door for us?"

Yinhe: "...Have you really read the employee handbook?"

"The exchange belongs to the lighthouse, but the lower ninety floors of the lighthouse are the exchange. No one knows what the top ten floors are. Only the director and the most core traders have been there... Eve is just the brain of the exchange. , so you understand?" Yin Yinhe's tone was faintly disgusted, "You didn't even understand the most basic rules."

Ye Zhibo, who was scorned by Zhinao, rolled his eyes: "Who would read the employee handbook if it is so thick? I have figured out everything I want, what do Zhinao do?"

"So according to your judgment... Dad's power is likely to be stored above the ninetieth floor?" He hissed lightly and murmured, "It's not a good thing to be too strong, isn't it a bit of a hole for my son? It's so deep..."

"Shh, be serious! They're coming!" Yin Yin reminded him.

Ye Zhibo hastened to think seriously.

He heard the sound of footsteps coming slowly, approaching him gradually, the right hand holding the pen relaxedly tickled the answer on the test question, and the other hand hidden under the table quietly pressed the heavy button. Chinese knife.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The sound of footsteps passed by Ye Zhibo, and he walked back without any pause, as if he didn't notice Ye Zhibo's abnormality at all.

Ye Zhibo paused for a moment while holding the pen, and continued to answer the question as if nothing had happened.

Under the table, he released the Chonghua knife with his left hand.

A note was tightly clutched in his hand.

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"Ding Ding-"

The bell rang to symbolize the end of the exam, Ye Zhibo declined the invitation of his colleagues with black ponytails to have dinner, and returned to his dormitory silently and quickly.

He closed the door, carefully checked the mark he left when he left, and only relaxed after Galaxy scanned the entire room and gave a confirmed safety signal, and took out the note from his pocket.

On the crumpled piece of paper, which was tangle up, was a sentence composed of repeated, messy galactic lingua franca.

"Dan Tu exempts Eryun corpse order C division of labor Dan Tu exempts Eryun corpse order C division of labor Dan Tu exempts Eryun corpse order C division of labor..."

This is a code word.

Ye Zhibo once saw Leah use it. When dealing with the special experiment records of the [-]th District Academy of Sciences, those experiment recorders were full of these confusing and meaningless characters.

He pondered for a while, and quickly figured out the message conveyed by that code word.

"Late eleven, third floor, C508."

Ye Zhibo's expression gradually became serious.

That note was thrown by Ji Bingyuan when he passed by him in the examination room.

It was an invitation from Shen Ye.

The author has something to say: Well, can that code word be solved?

Just, nonsense hahaha XD

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