Alien Relic Hunter

"Old dog! We can't protect ourselves now! You can't bring in all the living people for a dead person!" Leighton said in a deep voice.

The hound's eyes were widened and his cheeks were bulging. He stared at Layton for more than ten seconds before finally letting out a frustrated sigh and slowly sitting down against the wall.

"Hey... special code! This world... was like this before, and it is still like this now..."

"Old dog..."

"We fought for our lives against the indigenous monsters in the wilderness, but in the end we couldn't even apply for a pension... And what about those losers living in high-end residential areas? They have no worries about food and clothing, live a comfortable life, and eat the best food. They sleep with the most beautiful girls with food, and hold parties and cocktail receptions from time to time on weekends. They don’t have to face any danger. Many of them have never seen the world outside the Ark from birth to old age..."

"Old dog, be careful what you say... I'm just afraid..."

"What are you afraid of! Afraid of Luanzi! Don't you think I'm really a coward?"

"No, no one said you were a coward... But now..." Layton glanced at Ke Lan helplessly, and Ke Lan could only spread his hands.

"Those blood-sucking insects that have been born in the old era until now..." the hound said through gritted teeth, "the pension for a fallen soldier is not even as expensive as a cigar between their fingers, but even for such a small amount of money, They also covered it tightly for fear that a penny would fall out from between their fingers."

"Ni...Mr. Hound, this is all handled according to standard procedures. Although I sympathize with the victims, I have no right to embezzle public funds from Ark... Otherwise, I will give Jiang Lian money in my own name." As well as paying compensation to the families of those soldiers who died in the war, the credits will be deducted from my personal account. What do you think?" The secretary came over and said to the hound.

"..." The hound remained silent. Although he wanted to make another quarrel, he knew that there would be no results if the quarrel continued, and the dead would not get any more compensation.

"Let's go, old dog... I'll treat you to a drink. You finally came back alive. Didn't you say you want to celebrate?" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Layton directly pulled the hound out of the registration office.

Ivan wanted to perform prosthetic replacement surgery on his arm, so he returned to the clinic first. There was still no news about the missing Akira Asano and Zhuo Ligetu. Only Hound, Layton and Ke Lan were left in the original seven-man team. people.

Layton said he was treating guests to a drink, but in fact, the portion each person could get was only a small cup - the diameter of the cup was only about the size of the circle between the index finger and thumb, and the height of the liquid inside was not even more than two centimeters.

In the words of a hound, that's "just enough to moisten the tongue, but not even the throat."

"How come in just one month, the price of this thing has increased by nearly 20%... This is too dark!" Leighton's strong body was squeezed on a small bench. Fortunately, the material of the bench was strong enough. Engineering plastics are better than metals, otherwise they may not be able to withstand its tonnage.

"I heard that there was a severe harvest failure at the hydroponic farm this season. It seems that a new plant virus appeared, and many food crops died of the disease." Ke Lan took a sip from the wine glass, and then took a sip from the grill on the side. Got a bunch of meat skewers.

Of course, this meat skewer is not made from real animal meat, but synthetic meat made from soy protein and artificial fat. The taste and flavor are naturally incomparable to real meat, but the price is only one-fifth or even one-fifth of real meat. lower.

This is also the first choice for most middle- and lower-class residents of Ark when they want to eat meat. Anyway, as long as there is enough sauce, the difference between real meat and fake meat will not be so obvious.

"Those responsible for inspections are all freeloaders." Hound said with some disdain.

Anyone and anything returning from the outside world must undergo detailed inspection, especially those "trophies" brought back. Once they are assessed as "biohazard level two" or above, they must be strictly isolated and disinfected—— More than forty years ago, an extremely serious epidemic broke out, causing the entire Ark's population to decrease by nearly one percent. Later, after investigation, it was discovered that the virus originated from the rotting corpse of an indigenous creature.

"But it probably won't have much impact on those gentlemen. They don't eat food grown on hydroponic farms... By the way, do you really believe that rice grown in soil is more fragrant?" Leighton grabbed a handful. The seasonings were sprinkled on the skewers, and many of these tiny particles fell into the flames below, making a crackling sound, and the alluring fragrance filled the air.

"I haven't eaten it, so I'm not qualified to comment." Ke Lan said after swallowing a piece of protein meat in his mouth.

"It's all the same." The hound munched and scratched his neck with his greasy hands.

"Ah? Have you ever eaten old dog?" Layton was a little surprised.

"I've never tasted it, but I've seen businessmen mix the grain produced in hydroponic farms into the 'high-end goods' grown in the soil, at least to a small extent. Those gentlemen's tongues can't tell the difference at all. I can’t tell which one is ‘hydroponic’ and which one is ‘soil grown’——”

"Hiccup~~" The hound suddenly burped and continued: "Actually, it's just a gimmick. They think soil crops are more noble than hydroponic farms. That's because soil crops waste precious spaceship space and soil. , and requires more manpower and material resources to take care of... Just like in the old era, for the same handicraft, the one made by the machine on the assembly line was obviously better, but the rich would pursue those that took more time and energy. In their eyes, the higher cost gives the goods a higher value, although this value has nothing to do with practicality...Thousands of years have passed, and this has not changed at all."

"Hiccup...so..." The hound raised his head and drank up the only liquid in the cup. "It's really a miracle that the Ark can be built before the earth is destroyed."

"Perhaps only when your survival is threatened, you will abandon those useless vanities and desires." Ke Lan smiled, "If those gentlemen were left to starve in the wilderness for more than ten days, don't talk about rustics. If you plant anything hydroponically, they will probably be able to swallow all the gray potatoes.”

"No, no, no... they can't be hungry for more than ten days, because they won't survive the next day at all, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. People often glance sideways.

"Fuck, what you said is too much, old dog!" Layton slapped his knee hard, but almost knocked over the battery on his lap. He was so frightened that he quickly threw away the half-eaten skewers and hurriedly Hold it with both hands.

Ke Lan asked while he was swallowing: "Leiton, when do you plan to return to the factory for overhaul? It's not a big deal to carry such a battery all day long."

"Just these two days, I'll make a lot of money from this mission, just enough to upgrade all the parts in my body. Then you can see a more powerful me!"

"That's not necessarily true..." A somewhat effeminate voice came from the next table, "Recently, the manufacturers of mechanical prostheses have increased the quotations of their products by several points, especially those new models, and the black market prices have also increased. It’s all going crazy.”