In the dark and lonely foggy ruins.

With the help of his strong eyesight, Sumo saw Liu Lu sitting at the mouth of the well from a distance.

Of course, he didn't need to see it. Number Zero in his pocket had already reported the surrounding situation in advance.

Eighteen people were ambushed, four of whom were wearing exoskeleton armor, each within a range of about three hundred meters.

Once a battle breaks out, these people can rush over and join the battle within ten seconds.

And behind Liu Lu, there was a wellhead passage leading underground.

As long as he leans back slightly, he can enter here and escape.

"Be very careful."

Sumo raised his hand to signal, and the convoy transporting food behind slowly stopped.

According to the agreement reached by the two parties.

There are five tons of grain in total, and two tons are loaded on the car, which is regarded as a deposit.

The other party will also transport a basically broken machine tool as a certificate of submission.

"I have already shipped the grain you want. You can send someone up to check the quality."

"Where's what I want?"

Stepping into the cleared circle in the ruins, Somo raised his head and said loudly.

"Of course I brought the things."

Realizing that the other party dared to attend the meeting alone in such a strange environment, he walked carelessly into the open space divided among the ruins.

Liu Lu narrowed his eyes, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

Through the fog, he glanced back and forth at the man speaking opposite, hoping to capture more information that would be helpful for the rest of the conversation.

Um.

He is not very tall and does not have any defensive tactics when walking. He should not be a combatant.

Wearing a neat black windbreaker and shiny leather boots, he looked like a big shot.

Coupled with that face that looks young but is actually calm and extraordinary.

Liu Lu Qianqian came to the first conclusion.

It seems that even if the other party does not send the highest-level boss, this person should be able to speak.

"Since we both bring what the other wants, let's start the deal?"

"Can."

Liu Lu's words were concise and to the point, and he knew clearly that the basis of the following conversation was that this transaction could be successfully concluded.

He clapped his hands, and three trolleys were pushed out by Lao Lu and others in the mist.

On top of it are the components of the smallest of the three damaged machine tools on the B-7 floor.

In Pingtan Shelter, damaged machine tools are divided into two situations.

The first type, if it is a machine tool that cannot be used because some parts are damaged, you only need to buy it from the residents below who have scientific research capabilities, and it can be repaired.

Because it is a strategic material, the probability that this kind of machine tool will be strictly monitored is greater than that of an intact machine tool, and the difficulty of transporting it is daunting.

The second reason is that the machine tool has reached its service life and the various internal parts have reached the limit of aging.

In this case, the value after damage is equivalent to a piece of scrap metal.

Although in name it still cannot be traded externally, there are actually many people who buy and sell it secretly.

Taking advantage of the darkness to transport the cart currently on the cart, it was not difficult for Liu Lu, who had mastered most of the defense forces on the B-7 floor.

"Very good." Glancing at the machine tool components on the cart, Sumo's expression remained normal, but there was a hint of surprise in his heart.

Sure enough, Blue Star has developed two hundred years longer than the earth and has a highly integrated automation industry.

The sophistication of the machine tools they produced is indeed much higher than the industrial level on earth!

Even if you don't look closely, you can still notice the differences through some exposed details.

And even though the one on the trolley was damaged.

But there is a system to repair it

This transaction is a huge profit!

"Feng Long, bring the goods over and trade with them."

The food materials shipped out for trade are naturally not the rice and flour stored in the territory before.

Most of them are potatoes, corn, and rye looted from the dwarf camp.

However, for gophers who are not picky eaters, this kind of food is completely enough, and it is much more delicious than that disgusting nutritional paste.

After carefully inspecting the grain pulled by the three carts, Lao Lu nodded, indicating that the transaction was okay.

"Change the car, or should you unload it and let us help you put it back on?"

"We need to use the car."

Rejecting Feng Long's proposal, several old engineers led by Lao Lu began to unload the goods.

The machine tool looks bulky, but it's actually much lighter than imagined.

Install slide rails on both sides of the cart, gently pull it down, and it will land smoothly on the ground.

Obviously at the beginning of the design, the trouble of moving this machine tool later has been taken into consideration.

"Is there an instruction manual? This thing looks weird."

A soldier wanted to inspect the goods decently, but after touching the machine tool and looking at the corners that he couldn't figure out, he could only ask with a smile.

"No, the operation of the machine tool is completely automated. You only need to follow its prompts to operate everything."

"In addition, this machine is completely broken. Even the foundation cannot repair it. If you don't want to waste time, it is recommended not to put too much thought into it."

Although the other party's accent is a bit strange, it's like he just learned to speak.

But in the end, Lao Lu chose to give a piece of advice.

"It's such a pity that such a perfect industrial machine could break down like this."

Feng Long nodded with a smile and motioned to the soldiers behind him to help carry the grain onto the opponent's cart.

"Thanks."

Being able to load food without having to do it by yourself is naturally comfortable for old guys like them.

Accepting the other party's kindness, Lao Lu cautiously stood by the car and opened the bags one by one to check.

Fortunately.

It seems that the other party is indeed no ordinary wastelander, and he has not done anything with the food.

The quality of what they traded was almost the same as what they purchased from the foundation.

There is no water mixed in or any other impurities added.

After checking for a while, Lao Lu felt relieved and handed over the follow-up work to other engineers to continue the inspection.

He walked up to Feng Long and tried to ask softly:

"Sir, it sounds like you are very interested in this broken machine tool?"

"Of course, my biggest hobby is collecting these cultural treasures from the pre-war era." Feng Long nodded repeatedly, stroking the surface of the machine tool like a madman: "Look, they are so perfect, natural!"

"You also like to collect things from the pre-war era?"

Lao Lu looked strange.

I like collecting, which is not an unusual hobby in the wasteland.

Even he likes to collect some magazines from the pre-war era to dream about that prosperous past.

"Yes, I like machinery. The more precise the machinery, the more I like it."

"If you still have something like this, I'm willing to spend a fortune to acquire it."

"Even if it's completely broken?"

Lao Lu tried to ask, but the uncontrollable smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed his true thoughts at this time.

Before coming, Liu Lu asked him to find a way to collect the other party's hobbies and see if he could open up a breakthrough in future cooperation.

He was worried about this matter half an hour ago and didn't know how to test it.

Now, I didn't expect to get useful information so easily.

Like precision machinery?

Isn’t this easy to handle?

There are simply too many industrial wastes accumulated in the Pingtan Refuge over the past two hundred years. If the management regulations had not strictly prohibited foreign trade, no one would have tolerated a large space on the residential floor to store these things.
To be continued...