As dusk approaches, a green surging surges at the end of the vision. It is artificially cultivated cactus. After crossing the "jungle", it is the famous shipwreck village.

"Dingding, Dingdang..." The camel bell sounded from behind the sand dunes, and the children playing on the sand cheered and hurriedly ran to the front to watch.

"Look! It's the caravan of Green Ark. That's great, my mother will definitely buy me a lot of sugar to eat."

"Yes! There is a night market! There is a candy to eat!" The children jumped and followed the white camel through the low fence to the most spacious street in the village.

In the middle of the village stands a unique building, which is a mottled ancient spacecraft with only the tail exposed above the surface. The rest has long sank into yellow sand with time, so the shipwreck village is named after it.

The merchants unloaded the goods, unscrewed the biogas lamp, and set up street stalls with the comfortable breeze at dusk. Many villagers gathered soon.

The shouts came one after another: "Look at it, the Green Ark is the most famous fruit. Don't miss it when you walk by and pass by."

"Look, take a look, the folding crossbow equipped with an infrared sight is a gerbil Terminator."

Due to the arrival of the caravan, the village seemed particularly lively, but the real bulk transaction was not carried out here. The leader of the caravan was a strong man with a knife cut on his face. He could lead a caravan to the shipwreck village, probably not a simple person.

The leader of the caravan was helping unload the goods, and suddenly someone greeted him: "Hehe, isn't this my dear President Wood? I haven't seen you for half a year, and where have you gone to make a fortune? Your caravan is getting bigger and bigger, which is a joyous congratulation."

Wood turned around and smiled slightly: "Oh, it turned out to be Councillor Gore. I'm glad to meet you. This is a bottle of rum made from Green Ark. I believe you will like it."

As he said that, Wood handed over a glass bottle filled with light green liquid. It was a problem for people to eat in the vast desert, let alone make wine, so this was a good luxury.

"Haha, old friend, you are so polite! Tsk, rum! My favorite."

Councillor Gore smiled and took the bottle, and tried to lower his voice and said: "The harvest this year is not very good, but there is a little ghost that has a great harvest. A few days ago, the village chief deliberately wanted to get mycelium from him, but it has not been successful yet. So you have to put in more effort and find the little ghost as soon as possible. His name is Lin Xiso. I heard that he lives at the bottom of the shipwreck."

Wood was stunned and said in surprise: "The bottom layer of the shipwreck? That's the most dangerous place. Where is his family? Are you just watching a child take the risk?"

"Listen to me, if his family is still there, how could a child live on the bottom of the shipwreck? Do you still remember the crypt collapse five years ago?" Councillor Gore asked in a wink.

"Of course I remember that it was the landslide that caused me to go in vain. The mycelium I collected was less than half as much as in previous years."

"Yes, it was the disaster that the little devil's parents died and were injured. In order to cure his mother, he spent all his savings in the family and even owed a lot of debts. Later, the poor woman still didn't survive. Under the force of life, the little devil of the Lin family had to live to the bottom of the shipwreck. In order to pay off the debt, he often went deep into the crypt to collect myceliums. To be honest, no one was optimistic about him a few years ago, and they all thought that the child would die. Unexpectedly, he not only did not die, but was still quite lucky recently! He brought back a large number of extra-grade myceliums a few times ago. You also know that artificially grown myceliums are completely different concepts, so don't miss the opportunity."

Gore took the word "special" correctly, and Wood showed an excited expression, feeling that this bottle of rum was worth it. You should know that the special mycelium used to sell the capital star to sell it is definitely a popular product. The ladies and wives were proud of owning a box of cigarettes made from the special mycelium. Although the commercial tax rate is relatively high, it still makes a lot of money.

Wood thought to himself: "Look at the scene around you! No one likes to live in the yellow sandy earth ring star for a long time. Anyone with some ability has left. What is the purpose of working hard for more than 30 years? You still want to settle on a planet with a superior environment as soon as possible? Maybe these special-grade myceliums are the stepping stones to open the door of the Immigration Department!"

As the leader of the caravan, Wood instantly returned to normal and made a decent promise: "Thank you very much, my dear old friend. Information is crucial to a businessman. After I find this Lin Xiso, I will never forget your suggestions and I will thank you very much. Okay, I can't let the village chief wait for a long time, let's find an opportunity to chat."

"Haha, I wish you all your wishes come true." Gore was very satisfied. He was one of the seven members of the village, so naturally no one would come to grab a job. Just providing some insignificant information can bring real benefits. Why not do it?

After all, the shipwreck village is a remote village after all. Even if the mycelium exists, it is impossible to get out of the difficult situation. Many villagers know that mycelium can get high returns in aliens, but they have to sell it to merchants at a low price because there are only one people who have the opportunity to get out of the divine ring star. The villagers' greatest hope is to go to several oasis around to market, and they really dare not expect anything else.

Farewell to Gore, Wood walked forward with his entourage. The price he bought was the most generous of all traders, so he established a good reputation and reputation in the village. As the oasis with the vastest area of ​​the earth ring star, Green Ark has relatively rich resources. It is not a loss to exchange for commercial information for a few bottles of rum or bags of fruit, but it helps a lot.

A moment later, the group entered the iconic "building" of the shipwreck village, the huge ancient spacecraft.

After nearly a thousand years of transformation, the inside of the shipwreck has long been beyond recognition. It is not so much a diagonal skyscraper or underground bunker. Almost half of the villagers live inside the hull, and neighbors are quite close to each other under dim lights.

Wood and his group walked about a 100-meter walk, then took a lift down, and then entered the core area of ​​the village.

The village chief’s home is located in the original restaurant of the spacecraft, which is the most luxurious area for the entire shipwreck. It makes people sigh that the privileged class exists anywhere.

When I entered the village chief's home, there was a white-haired old man with retro glasses sitting in the reception room. It was not easy to deal with this person. When Wood's entourage sent ten bottles of rum and five bags of fruit, it was enough to satisfy the other party's appetite.

"Ah! President Wood is innocuous! This year, the mycelium planted by artificially grown was destroyed by gerbils, which may not be able to meet the needs of the Chamber of Commerce. However, the number of wild mycelium collected in private is not large. People are old and have no prestige, so some unruly people are not obeying the rules, and their lives are not as good as before!"

The village chief sighed, but he cursed in his heart: "The damn little boy from the Lin family, after paying off the public debt, he was reluctant to sell the mycelium to the village. The thugs who released them suffered a lot at the bottom of the shipwreck. The environment there was complicated and it was very difficult to get it. If I had known this, I would have lent him more money five years ago instead of symbolic allocations from the village relief funds. Who would have thought that salted fish would have a day to turn over. So many agile adults did not collect the special mycelium, but they just made a thirteen-year-old ghost. Even since I ascended the village chief, I have been monopolizing the mycelium business and earning benefits from it. Is the good days going to come to an end? Once someone dares to resist the acquisition of "reasonableness". This example will be very troublesome."

At this moment, Wood bowed slightly and said quietly: "The village chief doesn't need to worry about it. We can only buy as many myceliums as there are in the village. We can't go there in vain. According to the old rules, items worth 120 credit coins are exchanged for one kilogram of secondary mycelium, 320 credit coins are exchanged for one kilogram of intermediate mycelium, and 720 credit coins are the price of high-end mycelium. Today is a bit late, and we will trade tomorrow. What do you think?"

The village chief didn't say anything for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Where is the special mycelium? Although the number is sparse, our village did collect some."

"Is the special mycelium?" Wood's eyes flashed with gleam. He looked at the village chief with interest. After thinking for a moment, he replied: "The shipwreck village has not collected the special mycelium for about seven or eight years. Several other villages with crypts also face the dilemma of over-exploitation. Therefore, the special mycelium has always been priced but not market. I am willing to pay five times the price of high-grade mycelium, which means it is purchased at the price of 3,600 credit coins."

"Five times? Three thousand six hundred credit coins per kilogram. Well, it's a total of twenty percent higher than the price seven years ago!"

The village chief was obviously very satisfied, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, give me three days. We will trade again in three days, so President Wood will not disappoint."

"It's easy to say! I hope the village chief will raise it as soon as possible! By the way, the situation has been unstable recently. The infamous Red Storm has entered the ninth star field. The Capital Star is not afraid, but some resource stars are spending a lot of money to invite interstellar mercenaries. It's better to be careful. If the Red Storm sees everything, women and children will not let go. I personally think that the Green Ark is already very unsafe, so I took this trip to take the caravan to take refuge. I hope the village chief will prepare early."

After hearing this, the village chief was stunned and laughed loudly, and said playfully: "You are too humorous. Are the red storms of the star pirate gang? Tuhuanxing is located in a remote place, and our shipwreck village is even more poor. Apart from the big-handed women, there are only some naughty children left. All the supplies are not enough for their travel expenses for hundreds of kilometers! Don't worry, no one will rob us of our shipwreck village."

Wood smiled knowingly, feeling that his worries were indeed a bit redundant. The Earth Ring Star is located in the northwest corner of the Ninth Star Field of the Third Galaxy. It is an early immigration star. To date, the total population is less than three million, with an infinitely close to zero development and an infinitely close to zero environmental index. Even if the red storm comes to rob, at most, a large oasis will have a chance of visiting the shipwreck village.
Chapter completed!