Start with a Mechanical Hunter

Just like when people grow up, they have to leave home, master interstellar navigation technology, and expand outward. This is a must for every species that enters the advanced stage of civilization.

However, in the eyes of truly high-level species, building a dojo in a snail shell is a truly high-tech job, which involves the evolution of top-level information technology.

For example, like this one, by adjusting the spatial dimensions, new planets are constantly created and used as different collection spaces.

This method is still unbelievable even in the eyes of a third-level civilization.

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 Mechanical Hydra, the outer planet, the first level of collection space.

This is the real Mechanical Hydra in the eyes of the star thief, a planet-level black market composed of chaos and illegal buildings.

Various planet-style shipyards, trading centers, colosseums, slave trading houses, repair shops, weapons sales offices, and biomodification stores are intricately intertwined. Some entire buildings are offices of one planet species. , but as soon as you step out, it turns into a beach, sea, and hotel. Beauties of various species smile at you and extend their tentacles and reproductive organs.

However, behind the hotel, there are ferocious weapon craftsmen cutting up corpses and polishing melee weapons. Below is a passionate Colosseum. The audience is excited, their faces are fanatical and ferocious, and a large number of stimulant potions are spilled like perfume. , but only separated by a wall are alien otakus selling blood and wearing virtual networking devices.

While interstellar otakus of different forms are swimming in the virtual world, fights, robberies, forced purchases and sales are being staged in the black market.

“Ah, that familiar smell!” I, the big muscle tyrant, took a deep breath of the turbid synthetic oxygen and sighed sincerely.

“You’re so familiar, you’ve never been here before,” the red flower demon complained mercilessly.

The earliest threesome, I Love Eating Baozi, Red Flower Demon, and I Am Big Muscle Guy got together again. Baozi came to inspect the market, and I Am Big Muscle Guy wanted to buy a suitable prosthetic device. The gorilla arm was exploded during the siege of the star pirates. As for the red flower demon, he was simply dragged over to be a melon-eater.

 “Where are the others?” the red flower demon said casually.

"Sister Ji and the PP leader went to the mall, and Brother Umbrella went to the assassination agency in the black market to see if he could get any jobs. There are still one or two levels left, and this man is about to reach the full level of the second level. By the way, there are also airplanes. He went to an alien slave shop and wanted to buy some female alien slaves to take care of his birds," Baozi said casually.

The red flower demon suddenly became energetic and regretted: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have fooled around with you two losers. I'll go see the maid with the plane."

The big-muscled tyrant who always followed the pure manly line rolled his eyes, put down an alloy hammer-shaped prosthetic body, and complained: "Then you should be careful about your anus. Ever since that kid started practicing magical skills, there is something wrong with his eyes. Every time I see him, my **** tightens. Besides, how do you know if he buys a slave? He must be buying a female slave, and he might buy a male slave."

 “Is this impossible?” The red flower demon was stunned.

"Is there anything impossible? According to our boss, the xp of alien species is beyond your imagination. Among many races, chromosomes are controllable, and gender is also controllable. In other words, if you want to change into a male, Men, if you want to become a woman, you can become a woman.”

 “It’s such a mouthful!”

 “It’s just so silly…”

Baozi ignored the two idiots behind him. At this moment, he was discussing the selling price of the mecha with an android.

“Impossible, impossible, you can’t buy humanoid equipment like mine without 300 credits.”

 The 'bionic man' shook his head vigorously, with a look of rejection.

 Baozi showed his trademark honest smile and bargained with the other party.

"Brother, with 300 credit points, you can buy a second-hand small space pirate ship with a little more. If you cut it by half, you can buy a second-hand exoskeleton. At your price, in terms of firepower, it is not as good as a large-scale pirate ship." Mecha, in terms of operability, is not as good as remote-controlled armor. You see..."

The black market store in front of you sells a very niche type of bionic armor.

As we all know, armor is divided into three types: traditional mecha, exoskeleton, and covering armor.

Our own camp follows the traditional mecha route, focusing on three purposes: bigger, thicker, and stronger. If it can break through the level of civilization, it can be upgraded to a star armor, which is what players call the ‘Interstellar Gundam’.

 Exoskeletons are easy to understand. Strictly speaking, prosthetics are also a type of exoskeleton and are called implantable exoskeletons.

Covering armor is better understood. The same model of Iron Man is the same as the single soldier line. The nearby giant Civilized Milta Federation is a large household that produces armored. Various models of armored are famous between major stars.

 But its arch-rival, the Galenic Republic, took another route of giant ships and cannons.

The armor sold in this black shop is a very unique civilian mecha. Its appearance is similar to that of a typical 'Mirta man'. It has a high nose and deep eyes, light golden skin, and exquisite and lifelike facial features. At first glance, it looks like it is made of some kind of armor. Biomimicry technology.

But this is also its embarrassment. In terms of firepower, operability, and evolution, it is inferior to the other three armor types.

It is probably positioned as a transportation vehicle for some small alien species. There is also a line of big words written on the outside of the store - Accepting high-end customization. Seeing that Baozi was talking but not placing an order, the store owner immediately lost interest in this bipedal creature. His eyes turned and fell on the red flower demon. His eyes suddenly lit up. He took two steps and held the opponent's hand. .

“My little brother is in good health. Are you interested in lending me your help for some research? I’ll cover the maintenance costs and the cost of finding a virtual lady!”

The red flower demon who had just been despising airplanes with the big muscle tyrant suddenly saw a man grabbing his little hand. Goosebumps appeared. He flipped his wrist and a single molecular line popped out from the seam and wrapped around the other man's neck. superior.

"I advise you to calm down. I have **** friends, but I am not **** myself."

 The store owner glanced at the other person and suddenly said, "It turns out he is still an ancient lover of the opposite sex."

As soon as he finished speaking, an android with blond hair, blue eyes, golden peach hips, and an abyss on his chest walked out of the store, showing a charming expression.

 “Little brother, can I serve you?”

　　It took a lot of perseverance for the red flower demon to reject the other party's proposal.

As the three of them continued to inspect the market, Baozi suddenly realized something.

“I see, I understand why the other party is unwilling to give a discount.”

“To be honest, the second-order-premium equipment is not expensive to sell.”

I am a big muscle tyrant and complained that most exoskeleton modifiers are proficient in 'mechanical maintenance', and he is no exception. You can tell at a glance that the materials used by the other person are quite solid, but just to praise Baozi, a profiteer, he Just didn’t say it.

"Equipment is not the key, the key is the channels!" Baozi said with a sidelong glance: "Do you know why he wanted to transform the bionic armor into the appearance of a Mirta man?"

"What's the meaning?"

"ha?"

Baozi glanced at the two of them with disdain and slowly uttered two words, "species smuggling."

Honghua Yao immediately turned his head. The serious name of 'Xiao Wang Civilian Mecha Store' seemed incompatible with the style of the black market.

“Smuggled into the territory of Level 3 civilization and became a citizen of Level 3 civilization, no wonder the materials are so cheap, it turns out to be a channel dealer!” I am a big muscle tyrant and I understand.

 “Let’s go and continue to investigate the market.”

 The more Baozi inspected, the more he frowned.

The equipment in this black market is...not high grade.

Although there are all kinds of strange things, and even military supplies can be obtained, but compared with the cyber testing ground, it feels like it is just that.

 ‘Could it be that the new village we came from is actually very high-end? ’

 Baozi muttered secretly.

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the street not far ahead, and then someone was heard yelling angrily: "Damn it, liberation meeting! Stop these lunatics!"

As soon as these words came out, all the black market businessmen, no matter what race they were or what style of painting they were, ran out with a look of shared hatred on their faces. Even the previous channel dealer who took the 'civilian route' also brought a dozen bionic armors with him. Rushed out.

 “It’s not scientific, are you so enthusiastic?”

I am a big guy and can't understand it. On the way here, he also saw many incidents of forced buying and selling, disagreements, and quarrels between copycats. The passers-by around him were not so enthusiastic.

“Relief Club, isn’t this the group of suicidal maniacs we encountered in the last mission?” the red flower demon recalled.

 Baozi understood now.

 As black marketeers, these people specialize in both buying and selling as well as killing.

 As an interstellar terrorist, the opponent's main focus is not buying and selling, only killing.

  It is indeed a natural enemy.