Gods: The Swarm

Unfortunately, the trembling sound of the gangway that followed pulled Moore, who was immersed in spiritual enjoyment, back to reality.

A bionic mecha shaped like an ape, wearing a heavy external skeleton, walked down the gangway and looked around coldly at the numerous Ailon people.

At the same time, Han Fei, who was in the starship, watched this scene synchronously through the real-time broadcast.

"What is this posture?"

"Is it exposed so soon?"

Although Han Fei came to the Ventoston black market for the first time, he also felt the meaning of the ordinary.

Just when the scene fell into a brief silence, a slender Ailon person walked quickly to the bionic mecha, with a respectful smile on his face and bowed slightly.

"Welcome distinguished guests, condescending to the Ventoston black market."

"Carney was ordered to come to receive you, and I hope to provide you with the best service."

As a senior receptionist in the customer service department, Carney is naturally accustomed to seeing all kinds of strange customers.

It is rare to see guests who are willing or convenient to show up in person.

So when he saw the bio-mechanical mecha, he was only briefly stunned and immediately came to his senses.

"I need to buy a batch of special alloys to repair the equipment damage of the starship. You should have them, right?"

Han Fei remotely controlled the bio-mechanical mecha and looked down at Carney, his tone cold and hard.

"Hiss! A batch of... special alloys?"

Carney bent over and glanced at the starship that had just docked. Even the external armor of the ship was engraved with divine patterns.

This so-called special alloy is definitely of low grade.

Rich and inhumane!

If you serve well, just the tips for rewards and the commissions for business alone will be enough to make a lot of money, right?

However, facing a distinguished guest, Carney dared not make such a promise at will.

"Dear guest, we have many products in Ventoston, and there are many special alloys in stock. I believe you will be able to find the products you need among them..."

"I can search the relevant product catalog for you and take you to the corresponding store to buy."

"But if the special alloy you need is not in stock, you can also purchase various precious metal raw materials first, and then entrust the factory to smelt it for free."

"It's just..., this kind of customized service requires you to provide the alloy formula."

At the end, Canido was a little nervous, fearing that the other party would raise his hand and beat him into a pulp.

God of conscience! This is not that you want to take this opportunity to covet the other party's special alloy formula.

But you want to use large smelting equipment in the black market. This is the rule of Ventoston.

The service is free, but the alloy formula will definitely be copied and left!

"Hehe............."

The lossless transmission sound effect of the bionic mecha showed the teasing and contempt contained in the sneer.

The gloomy sound inside made Kani shudder and almost pissed.

Han Fei didn't want to cause trouble, so he said coldly: "I know..., lead the way."

Kani was amnesty, and he hurriedly responded, and didn't even dare to ask questions to find out the origin of this guest.

After all, this is a black market, and the true identity of the transaction object will basically be investigated.

As long as there is access permission, whether it is borrowed or robbed, as long as it does not threaten the order of Ventoston, there are no taboos, and everyone is a guest!

What's more, the person in front of him looks easy to get along with, and he is a big customer who is short of money.

They are exactly the high-end customers that Ventoston has been trying to expand.

As a receptionist in the customer service department, Carney is also responsible for selecting high-end customers for Ventoston.

He knows when to make extra money and when to reach out.

"Dear guest, please follow me. I will take you to the black market trading area first."

"There are many shops there. Maybe there will be suitable spot goods. If there is no alloy that meets your needs, I will take you to visit the metallurgical industrial area to discuss the subsequent solution."

Carney nodded and bowed as he led the way, while leading Han Fei to the luxury shuttle parked on the side.

This kind of miniature shuttle for sightseeing has a short effective range and is not equipped with ship-borne weapons, but its flight performance is extremely stable.

Coupled with the micro-weight balance system, passengers in it will hardly feel any discomfort.

The airport manager of Ventoston specially arranged this shuttle to provide reception services for Han Fei, which shows the importance of high-quality customers here.

It takes about ten minutes to fly from the satellite airport where Han Fei docked to the main area of ​​Ventoston.

On the shuttle, Han Fei learned about the high-end information of the black market through Carney's introduction.

It is far more detailed and comprehensive than the information he had tortured out of Moore before.

This is not that Moore deliberately concealed it, but that such a poor guy can only get in touch with a low-end circle in Ventoston. Regarding some high-end news, most of them are street gossip heard from others.

Han Fei is very satisfied with Carney's professional service attitude.

Whatever you ask, the other party will say it, and whatever you ask, the other party will definitely not talk nonsense.

As the inquiry deepened, Han Fei was more and more amazed.

This black market is far more involved with a certain civilization than you might have imagined.

Even certain standard military warships can be found here, and there is even complete after-sales service.

Including routine maintenance and battle damage repairs, as well as subsequent ammunition supplies, Ventoston can provide them all.

What's even more exaggerated is that as long as there are enough trading permissions and payment capabilities, you can also provide legion-level mercenaries for high-end customers.

Is this a black market?

This is clearly a super-large private armed organization!

"Damn, this scale of business is not something that ordinary people can handle. There must be a real god behind it, right?"

Han Fei thought of this, and his hair stood on end, and he was a little scared.

"The engine must be completely turned off, the heat engine state must be maintained, and the energy pool must be kept running............."

Thinking of this, Han Fei, who was in the starship, immediately ordered all crew members to stay on standby and be ready to retreat at any time.

At the same time, in the shuttle, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the bionic mecha, which was also remotely controlled, changed the subject without leaving any traces.

Han Fei deliberately lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Here..., can I get the Besselian original crystal?"