The Cubs Picked Up Are All Villains

 The man speaks the interstellar language, which Ruan Shiqing naturally does not understand. But from the eager expression, the increased strength, and the glances that swept over the parts of the aircraft from time to time, Ruan Shiqing somewhat guessed the intention of the other party. He still shook his head, pretending to be ignorant and dazed, indicating that he could not understand what he said.

    "It turned out to be an ancient human?" The man was not surprised. He glanced up and down and saw that he was dressed in old clothes, and his description was even more embarrassing. He muttered, "You can't understand the common language, I don't know where you escaped from..." After saying that, he made a gesture to Ruan Shiqing asking him to wait, and then strode away.

    Walking to a simple tent on the edge of the garbage dump, the man shouted a few words, and then led a cylindrical machine over.

    The cylindrical machine was painted gray, half a human in height, with a disc pulley at the bottom, and it followed the man on its own, seemingly intelligent.

    After walking in front of him, two manipulators protruded from the smooth cylindrical wall of the machine. The semicircle at the top should be the head. After turning a few times, it aimed at Ruan Shiqing and greeted him politely, "Hello, sir." 

    More polite than his master. More importantly, the language it speaks is actually standard Mandarin.

    Ruan Shiqing was full of surprise, and tentatively responded: "Hello."

    "Okay, now that there's a translation, can you tell me where did you find the thing in your hand?" The man's words are translated synchronously by the robot.

    Sure enough, he was interested in the parts in his hands. Ruan Shiqing guessed that the crashed aircraft should be expensive.

    Thinking of the carefully hidden drive and engine, he suppressed the joy in his heart and played a homeless teenager who had never seen the world. "I can show you the way, but if that thing is valuable, you share the money."

    The man, after listening to him, sneered, his expression a bit fierce, "Don't think about the rest, tell me the place honestly, and I'll give you a 100 star coins to lead the way."
    
    Ruan Shiqing seemed to be frightened by his fierce expression, hesitated for a while, then bit his lip and nodded, then looked at the robot curiously, "What is this?"

    The man didn't answer yet, but the robot responded first: "My name is 'Alex', I am a type IV life assistance robot produced by Naxi Company, I have mastered 260 interstellar languages, Good at all kinds of housework—”

    
    But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man, who laughed and said, "Look at that. Are you interested in Alex? You can't afford it."

    "Is it very expensive? I can save money to buy a cheap one," Ruan Shiqing said, thinking in his heart, I can't afford it now, but when I sell the drive and engine, it may not be as before.

    "Then you may have to save for five hundred years if you can live that long." The man probably saw that he was willing to lead the way, his attitude was much kinder or pointed him another way. "But if you go to the underground market, you might be able to buy a translation robot at a low price if you are lucky."

    Of course, there are old models that have been eliminated. Whether the language system included ancient human languages ​​is unknown. The man smiled wickedly, but did not remind him of this, he only signaled Ruan Shiqing to lead the way.

    Ruan Shiqing took the man to the place where the aircraft crashed as promised, but he did not approach, but stopped a long way away and stretched out his finger, "It's there, I still want to go sell the things in my hands so I won't go there. Can you tell me how to get to the underground market?"

    His suggestion was exactly what the man wanted. He didn't need to look closely. With just one glance, he was sure that the flying shuttle that crashed was the "Silver Falcon". The man was breathing quickly, so naturally, he couldn't take care of Ruan Shiqing anymore. He took out a hundred star coins and threw them to him.

    Ruan Shiqing took advantage of this opportunity and quickly slipped away. He knew best whether there were any valuables on the aircraft.

    Sure enough, about ten minutes later, the man jumped off the shuttle angrily with contracted pupils, and the scales on his face opened and closed like life, revealing the unique gloom of snakes, "Who stole my drive and engine?" He looked around angrily and found that the boy who led the way had long since disappeared, so he could only kick the garbage next to him, He sent a text message to his companion, calling someone to remove the remaining valuable parts from the shuttle, but compared to the most valuable drives and engines, the rest is just junk.

    The man scolded a few words angrily, but he had to suppress his anger and wait for the arrival of his companion.

    At this time, Ruan Shiqing left happily with a hundred star coins. The coins of this world are made of a material unknown to him. Slightly larger than an Earth coin, it is silver in color, with intricate and gorgeous patterns engraved on both sides. At first glance, it looks like a majestic beast. Only the familiar Arabic numerals in the center can be understood.

    "We have money." Ruan Shiqing played with the star coin he just got and shook it in front of the dog like a show-off, "Dad will take you to buy something delicious right away."

    "..." Rong Heng was powerless to refute his erroneous recognition, and could only raise his claws to push the poor star coin away.

    His Royal Highness has never seen a star coin with such a small value. One hundred should be the smallest value among the star coins, right?

    However, Ruan Shiqing thought that the dog was curious about the star coin, so he generously stuffed it to him, and seriously asked: "I can let you play for a while, but don't lose it."

    Rong Heng:…

    He stared at the star coin in front of him for a while, seeing that it was about to slip out of the gap under the jacket due to the bumps, he hesitated for a while, but still pulled the star coin back, using his claws hold.

    If he lost it, he would definitely cry? His Royal Highness the Prince was not sure.

    Ruan Shiqing was on his way to the underground market. Because the snake-faced man's directions were too perfunctory, he finally found a picture of a simple hammer and sickle after looking wrong three times. This is the signpost of the underground market.

    The arrow of the wooden sign points to the narrow staircase, which is made of irregular stones. Because of the lack of light all year round, the gaps between the stones are covered with slippery moss. All the way down, it is dark with no end in sight.

    After confirming that he was at the right place, Ruan Shiqing let out a sigh of relief and carefully stepped onto the stairs, and went down.

    He didn't know how long the stairs were, but after walking down for a long time, he finally saw the faint light. Ruan Shiqing quickened his pace, turned a corner, and saw a huge stone-carved arch. Behind the arch, there was an empty and bright crypt packed with various stalls and haggling customers, their voices loud.

    These people either wear animal ears, show animal tails, or even bargain directly in the form of beasts. The goods on the stalls are even more bizarre, although Ruan Shiqing's worldview has long been broken, under this situation, there was still a momentary increase in his heart rate and blood pressure.

    After calming down a little, Ruan Shiqing walked into the crypt. Everyone was busy and didn't notice a new arrival.

    He pretended to be skilled and wandered in the crypt, but he was actually observing secretly. Occasionally, the stall owner greeted him, but the language was very unfamiliar, and he could only pass by without squinting.

    The crypt is very large and there are many stalls. Ruan Shiqing kept walking inside, trying to find a robot like Alex, but unfortunately, after walking for a long time, he did not see anything similar. Instead, a familiar voice caught his attention.

    In an inconspicuous corner, a person sat cross-legged in front of a stall with few goods, the whole person was covered by a brown cloak, and he could not see his face.

    "Clearance sale, the last few items, the clearance sale is on, don't miss it when you pass by..." This man is like a repeating machine with Tai Mode's feelings as he tirelessly shouts and repeats words. Occasionally, a language that Ruan Shiqing did not understand was interspersed, but based on the similar frequency, it was estimated to be the interstellar version of the "clearance sale".

    Ruan Shiqing stopped and observed for a while, then walked towards the man's booth. The other party saw him approaching and asked in Mandarin, "What does the guest want?"

    Ruan Shiqing glanced at the goods on the booth and asked casually, "Do you have a translation robot here?"

    He didn't have much hope at first, he just wanted to use this pretext to get close to the stall owner, and then asked if he knew where to buy a cheap translation robot, but the other party was excited. "Yes, yes, yes." He then picked up a tattered little robot from the booth and enthusiastically marketed it, "This is a type IV life-assisting robot produced by Naxi Company, loaded with 260 interstellar languages, and it only costs 998, absolutely worth the money!"

    As if afraid of Ruan Shiqing's disbelief, he bowed his head and fiddled around, turned on the tattered robot, and was greeted in influent Mandarin: "Mr. Xianxian, you, hello, number 09... , for, for you, to serve."

    Ruan Shiqing: ?? Oh, I've run into a killer.

    He looked indifferent: "Don't try to lie to me, I have seen a Naxi IV robot, and this one in your hand, let alone an IV robot, doesn't look like a robot. It can't be more than 200 star coins." A small pile of tattered pieces was placed on the booth, and it was impossible to find out that this was still a robot.

    Unexpectedly, he knows the goods. The stall owner smiled slyly, "I think the little brother has a good face. If you really want it, it can't be less than 400."

    Ruan Shiqing was well versed in the routine of bargaining and was ready to go.

    The stall owner really insisted, "210 is too little, I can't even earn back the cost, 203, do you see 230 lines?"

    "Deal." Ruan Shiqing turned around, picked up the tattered little robot, and studied, "Is it not broken?"

    The little robot is quite good at self-promoting, and immediately responded, "No, no broken! I, I know two hundred and eighty one... interstellar, language." Twenty-one more than type IV Kind of!

    "That's it."

    After all, it only cost 230 Star Coins, and he also knew that the state of the little robot would not be very good. However, he doesn't need the little robot to do anything else, as long as it can act as a translator temporarily, and he will slowly learn the Interstellar Common Language himself, and after he learns it, he won't need a robot translation.

    "Thank you for your patronage." The stall owner took out a small bottle of motor oil and handed it to him. "This is a gift, the joints of the robot often need some oil."

    After he finished speaking, he opened his hand to Ruan Shiqing, waiting to receive the money.

    Ruan Shiqing lowered his head calmly and discussed with the dog. "Where are the star coins that Dad gave you to keep?"

    "..." Rong Heng removed his claws expressionlessly. His temporary master is poorer than he imagined.

    Ruan Shiqing rubbed his little head with a smile and put a hundred star coins into the hand of the stall owner. "This is the deposit, the remaining balance will be paid after I sell the goods in my hand."

    Stall owner: ???

    Ruan Shiqing took the little robot into the crowd before he could react.

    As he walked along the way, he observed carefully. There were several booths with similar goods that were in his hands. Now that he has a small robot, he can just ask about the situation.

    Fortunately, the demand for the three parts he removed was relatively large, and the condition was relatively new. After the price was compared with the three, Ruan Shiqing sold it to the second one for 1,330 star coins.

    After paying the balance of the little robot, there are still one thousand and two left. After spending another 400 star coins to buy four tubes of nutritional supplements and two tubes of trauma medicine, Ruan Shiqing happily left the market with the dog in his arms.

    He didn't notice the two figures sneaking behind him.

    Ruan Shiqing had a puppy in his coat and a small robot in his hand. Compared to when he came down, his footsteps were much lighter, and even the shadow behind him seemed to be excited.

    The two brothers who followed him by hiding in the dark were not far nor near, but there was a small dispute in the corner.

    "Really? He looks poorer than us."

    "I saw that he sold the aircraft parts to Endor, bought nutritional supplements and medicines, and still carried eight hundred star coins in his pocket. Although it is not much, it is enough for us to buy nutritional liquid It's been a few days."

    "But we stole his money, what should he do?"

    The question made them both silent at the same time. After a while, the boss said, "Then leave the nutritional supplements and medicines to him. The big deal is that we will pay him back when we get the money back."

…

    The whispers in the dark did not escape Rong Heng's ears. He shook his ears and snorted unhappily. He was hesitating whether to take action to remind the teenager when I felt the top of my head being rubbed.

    Looking up, he saw the boy's body clinging to the wall, just hiding in a shadow. The tattered little robot he just bought was cherished by his feet, so as not to break it later. After doing all this, he lowered his eyes, rubbed his head again, and whispered in a voice, "Don't be afraid, and don't make noise, you know?"

    This look doesn't seem so vigilant, but the courage is not small.

    Rather, he is nosy. Rong Heng snorted lightly and leaned back lazily.