114: Both sides felt they had made a huge profit.

The Mole-person's small eyes spun around, he raised his right hand and rubbed it, his mouth stretching into a grin that nearly reached his ears.

He Ming chuckled softly, pulled a silver bean from his pocket, and tossed it toward the Mole-person.

Huh! Silver?

The Mole-person took the silver bean, his squinting eyes suddenly widened, and the fur on his face bristled with excitement.

Silver was an extremely scarce resource in the surrounding star systems. Its uses were extensive, and its inherent value even surpassed that of gold on Blue Star, making it the hard currency of hard currencies.

"I will lead the way for you, this way!"

He Ming silently followed the Mole-person, heading southwest.

After more than half an hour.

"We're here."

Before them was a low-lying area with a pile of weeds as tall as a person.

He Ming's thoughts stirred, and all the information about this area instantly came into his view.

A hundred meters underground lay a subterranean cave, winding and twisting, with thirteen entrances and exits.

This had been excavated by the Mole-people; they were the landlords of this territory, earning a hefty profit by collecting rent.

There were residential areas, shops, and even various entertainment venues and red-light districts for leisure. At least a dozen races resided within it.

A small branch of the Revolutionary Army, totaling thirty-two people, was hidden within this subterranean cave.

The Mole-person flipped open a stone slab and beckoned to He Ming.

"Please go down first."

He Ming nodded slightly and followed the entrance downward. The dark passage gradually became illuminated.

Stepping out of the tunnel, a massive space appeared before him, divided into three levels.

The third level was the residential area, the second was the commercial street, and the first was the entertainment venue. The flow of people was extremely dense, and constant hawking made it sound like a bustling market.

His gaze swept over one of the shops. His thoughts stirred, and his eyes instantly lit up.

Although this shop sold nothing but scrap, these materials were the basic resources most needed by Blue Star. If the quantity was sufficient, they could completely rebuild a faster-than-light spaceship.

Looking at the other shops, some sold weapons, some sold mechanical parts, and sellers of food occupied a significant portion.

He Ming looked at the scrap material, and with a thought, he understood immediately.

All this scrap was the result of the Revolutionary Army desperately sinking Hai Star ships and dismantling them. Naturally, all the valuable components had been removed, leaving only these useless basic scrap materials.

"Are you interested in this scrap?"

"Yes."

He Ming walked up to the shop and picked up an electronic terminal.

The owner was a blue-skinned Lizardman who looked about seventy to eighty percent similar to an Avatar.

"Customer, you have great taste. This is a good item! It contains surrounding maps and a large number of short films. Guaranteed satisfaction!"

"I don't need this one. I'll take everything else."

When this sentence came out, the Mole-person following He Ming was stunned. Even if it was just a pile of scrap, the sheer quantity was immense. How extravagant was it to buy everything?

The owner's reaction was even more astonished; subconsciously, he thought He Ming was just causing trouble.

But seeing his perfectly calm expression, and realizing he was human...

None of the humans he knew were fools. After careful consideration, he was overjoyed.

Having done business for most of his life, this was the first time he had received such a massive order. He was going to make a fortune!

"Please come inside and sit down!"

He Ming entered the shop and looked around.

"Can you arrange delivery?"

Owner: "Yes, absolutely we can!"

He Ming: "We'll trade in silver. Name your price."

The owner quickly pulled a terminal from the counter and rapidly operated it with three fingers. The light in his eyes grew brighter as he calculated.

But remembering that the other party was a cunning human, he suppressed the urge to fleece the customer.

"Five catties of silver in total."

The Mole-person looked around at the shop's inventory, his internal abacus clicking rapidly. Before long, he leaned in front of He Ming and whispered a reminder.

"Sir, the price is fair."

He Ming naturally knew the price was fair. If someone wanted to swindle him, they would first have to ask the omniscient notebook if it agreed.

He took out a silver bar, weighing one catty, from his inner pocket.

"This is the deposit."

"Please provide an address, and I will immediately arrange for someone to deliver it to you."

He Ming took the terminal handed over by the owner, entered a temporary receiving coordinate, and handed it back.

The owner checked the terminal. The address was fine—in a desert area, a safe zone.

The commotion attracted the attention of the surrounding shops. Buying everything in the store in one go—this was huge business!

He Ming couldn't help but sigh internally; business truly was a strange thing.

Although silver was also a precious metal on Blue Star, its value was not particularly high, and reserves were vast.

Trading five catties of silver for nearly a ton of basic alien scrap material—this deal was an absolute steal.

However, for Beastman Star, silver was an extremely precious rare metal, widely used, and definitely a hard currency.

Both sides felt they had made a huge profit, perfectly illustrating the saying: rarity makes things valuable.

"Boss, come look at the items in our shop. They are absolutely worth more than the price."

"And mine over here! I'll give you twenty percent off!"

"If you buy everything we have, I'll give you thirty percent off!!"

For a time, the surrounding shops began competing fiercely... He Ming had no intention of taking advantage, as he needed to conduct long-term business, and even buying up all the basic materials here would still not be nearly enough.

"Don't rush, we'll go one shop at a time."

He Ming strolled leisurely, searching only for basic scrap materials. After more than half an hour, the scrap from over a dozen shops had been purchased.

This action immediately attracted the attention of Leader of the Revolutionary Army branch.

He stood in the third-level residential area, his gaze scrutinizing He Ming, who was surrounded by the crowd.

"What exactly is the background of this human, to be able to produce such a large amount of silver?"

"Boss, should we..."

The speaker slowly drew a hand across his own neck, the meaning self-evident.

"Foolish! Since this human dares to buy up inventory here, do you think he has no backing?"

"You must remember one principle: humans are the most cunning race. Trying to take advantage of them is harder than reaching heaven."

The scolded man shrank his neck, recalled his past experiences of being swindled by humans, and quickly nodded to Leader of the Revolutionary Army branch.

"Boss is right. Should we bring out all our stored inventory then?"

Leader of the Revolutionary Army branch: "Find someone to approach him and ask how much he can buy."

"Who should go?"

Leader of the Revolutionary Army branch sighed inwardly. The loyalty of the people around him wasn't an issue, but their intelligence was lacking; he had to make every decision himself.

He had often offered high prices to invite humans to join the Revolutionary Army, but the response was always refusal.

"Let Fan Xi go. After all, humans tend to have a slightly better attitude toward the Elf race."

"I understand. Fan Xi should still be scouting outside for intelligence. I'll have her return immediately."