After contacting the ground, these Morgan fleets went through a series of customs clearance procedures and finally landed slowly at a port terminal on the planet.

Standing on the porthole of the spacecraft, looking at it, it is indeed a beautiful planet of life, with tall buildings and various civilized buildings lined up one after another. Even around the port and pier, spacecraft are constantly taking off and landing, which makes it look like a busy and lively scene.

"Fuck, these Misoda vampires are simply insatiable!"

I heard Korlim shouting carefreely in the command cabin again. This was his routine complaint every time he passed the customs clearance, and he was heartbroken by the high customs duty he paid.

As a famous border trade star, the customs tax revenue alone contributed nearly 50% of the fiscal revenue of the entire Misoda Star. It is precisely because of this unique border port trade that the Misoda people's life is enjoyable.

Originally, this should be a large piece of fat, fat, but under the balance of major forces, it has been safe and sound.

While cursing the vampire-like Misoda, Korrim couldn't help but glance at the "Malan" standing in front of the porthole on his side, and he couldn't help but start to think of "slave dealer" again.

He is doing a small business of fur and medicinal materials. These things are all specialties from their Morgan Star Field. They are very popular and don’t have to worry about buying and selling. However, every time he passes the tariff, he feels heartbroken.

The taxes at the Missodan customs are collected according to the number of cargo ships. A cargo ship will charge one tax, but never ask what is loaded on the cargo ship.

Korlim is now increasingly engaging in the "slave trade". This is undoubtedly the most cost-effective trade for small caravans like them. Most of the money-making trade businesses are monopolized by large consortiums. It is difficult for small merchants like them to get involved, and they do not have enough capital to do those big trade businesses.

However, this "slave trade" can be relatively flexible. There are big things to do, and small things to do. If there is a suitable "slave supply", it is basically a business that is stable and profitable.

Now in Korlimu's eyes, Jiang Ping, the "fat sheep", became more and more rare, and the "slave trade" that he was fantasizing about in his heart fell on this Malan man.

In his opinion, the Malan people are undoubtedly a novel civilized race. It is precisely because of the novelty that things are rare and expensive, so they can be sold at a good price in the slave market and are popular.

Moreover, from the fact that the other party's spacecraft uses old antique nuclear energy, it can be seen that the other party's civilization level is really backward. For such backward civilized races, they can plunder a considerable number of slaves without spending much money, which is really low-risk and high-yield and unsolicited transactions.

This is the good plan that Lulimu secretly made.

After arriving at Misoda Star, Korlim and the third brother Gurulu took some people to contact the buyer and prepared to take over the goods in their hands. The second brother Walijin took the rest of the people to guard the spaceship, unload the goods, and transported them to the warehouse at the dock.

Jiang Ping asked to get off the boat and go to the dock to take a look. Walijin didn't stop him. But of course he was not relieved that such a "fat sheep" ran around everywhere. What if the other party was asked to run away, he only brought a few people to follow him, calling it accompaniment, and the tour guide was actually just surveillance.

This is an ordinary port terminal of the Missodar Star. There are hundreds of such trading ports throughout the Missodar Star, which can be said to be a veritable trading port star.

Looking around, I saw that the entire dock was bustling with people flowing endlessly, and it was very prosperous and lively. Here, you could indeed see many civilized creatures of different skin colors and appearances. Civilized creatures of different races were mixed together, and they were all in their own way. It was no wonder that only Jiang Ping was in it, looking left and right, as if he had entered the Grand View Garden, and he opened his eyes.

Among them, the one who attracted his extra attention was the one-horned Eden with a horned on his head. Here, he indeed saw the one-horned man, and there were quite a few. The one-horned man was very powerful in this star field, so naturally there were many adventurers and merchants who came here to take risks and do trade business.

Soon he discovered that the horns on the heads of these horns were mostly gray, and some bronze horns were also seen. Occasionally, one or two or three black iron horns were seen passing by. As for the silver and golden horns, he had not seen them so far.

At this point, Jiang Ping guessed that this gray unicorn man should be the mainstream of the unicorn Edens and should belong to the civilian class. From the aura of power they emitted, it can also be seen that it is much weaker than the Bronze Tribe scholars.

But that's true, the power embodied by these gray unicorns is not comparable to that of any ordinary human elite warrior.

"Hey, what happened there, what happened."

Jiang Ping noticed that in a small square next to the dock, a simple platform was built, with all kinds of civilized creatures standing on it, and many people gathered around the platform, pointing and talking, and it seemed very lively.

Walijin, who was accompanying him, looked at him in his eyes. After seeing the crowd in the small square, a few strange looks appeared on his face.

"That's a slave trading market." Walijin retracted his gaze, glanced at the other party with a meaningful look, and replied.

"Slave trading market?" Jiang Ping was a little surprised and said in surprise, "All those people are slaves who are ready to be sold?"

Seeing the other party's surprised expression, Warijin looked strange and said, "Yes, they are just sold slaves."

Jiang Ping felt a little incredible and asked again: "Who are they? Who has the right to sell them like slaves."

Warijin said: "Most of these slaves are prisoners of war in war, as well as refugees from civilized races who have lost their homes."

Jiang Ping was shocked when he heard this. After a long time, he had to accept this fact. It seemed that here was really a chaotic world.

He suddenly thought again that he didn't know if there were any scientific and technological research talents among these sold slaves. If there were any, they would buy them back, which would always be of great benefit to the development of scientific and technological civilization of the Great Migration Forces.

Thinking of this, he felt very moved.

However, even if there are such high-tech research talents here, they are of great value, and they do not have the financial resources to "acquire".

"Yes, I don't know what currency is used for trading here?" he asked again.

Walijin replied: "Here, there are many common currencies, such as my Morgan currency, the Shining currency, and the unicorn currency, which can be circulated here. In addition, precious metals such as gold and silver are also very common circulating currencies."

When Jiang Ping heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He naturally had no currencies like the Morgan, the Shining, and the Unicorns. It was just precious metals such as gold and silver, which were actually useless in interstellar voyages, so he naturally did not bring them.

Although some rare metals were also brought on the Nebula, they were all strategic materials useful for interstellar navigation. For example, Emma was going to overhaul the Nebula this time, and some key components were repaired to use these rare metals. These rare metals could probably be used as the currency here, but Jiang Ping was unwilling to use them to exchange them.

"Of course, here, the most common and popular one is the Energy Stone, which is an absolute hard currency." Walijin then introduced.

"Energy Stone!" After hearing this, Jiang Ping was not surprised at all. As the main energy source here, the value of the energy stone is naturally unquestionable and can naturally be regarded as a popular circulating currency.

Wowkin thought that the other party's old antique spacecraft was still using nuclear energy, and he couldn't help but feel a little disdainful. He thought that the other party didn't know what the energy stone was, so he explained it specifically.

Jiang Ping thought that there were some energy stone reserves on the Xiaoyun account he brought, but he was still reluctant to use these energy stones as the currency for trading. After learning that there were energy stones here, if possible, he wanted to buy some energy stones back. However, the idea now was just a fantasy. He was now penniless and had no capital.

"Go and go and have a look!"

Jiang Ping said, then walked straight towards the small square of the slave trade.

When Walijin saw him, he led the man behind him, but his face was strange, muttering to himself, "Is this Malan man very interested in the slave trade?"

When I came close, the entire small square seemed noisy. There were many slaves waiting to be sold on the stage. From time to time, people who were interested came to the stage to select slaves, bargain with slave traders, and after the price was negotiated, they handed over the money and the other handed over.

Jiang Ping particularly noticed that among the slaves waiting to be sold in this slave market, there were actually several unicorn people, but they were all ordinary unicorn people with gray unicorns.

He watched it for a while, but was still puzzled by how the value of these slaves were priced. The slaves on these platforms were of all kinds, from all kinds of civilizations. Some of them did not seem to be very powerful, but they sold at a relatively high price, while some of them seemed to be quite powerful, but they could not sell at any price, and even had no interest in them.

Maybe everyone has their own preferences. In the end, he could only explain this. After reading for a while, he still found out that in general, some of the slaves of technical talents he paid special attention to were more popular and sold at a higher price. It seems that talents are a kind of resource and are popular everywhere. (To be continued...)
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