"We're in the Fifth War Zone now?" Mo Ran was a little surprised, in the information he knew, the farthest place that humans went to was only the Sixth War Zone, which was still where the Dragon Yan Legion was located. But now that they are in the fifth war zone, Mo Ran feels a little panicked for the first time.

He didn't have any information about the Fifth War Zone, and he didn't know what the situation was like here. But they knew that the fighting in the adjacent Sixth Theater of Operations was very close.

Nodding. "The Fifth War Zone is the front line of the war between the Protoss and the Undead." After a moment's hesitation, Captain Zodd said in a deep voice. At the same time, without their knowledge, the ship flew in the direction of the fifth war zone like a ghost in the night. As a mercenary, Captain Zodd still has a lot of sources, and when he learned that there was a human legion in the Sixth War Zone, the spaceship headed for the Fifth War Zone under his control.

As Captain Zodd said, the Fifth War Zone is where the undead and Protoss are most at war, and where mercenaries are most active. The undead still use mercenaries a lot, and as for the purpose of the undead, many mercenaries know it, but who cares so much. As long as the undead pay.

No one knows how long the war will last, but as long as you have enough money, you can survive better in this universe. At least they weren't worried that the war between the Protoss and the Undead would end in their lifetime.

It is also for this reason that the undead have become the biggest customers of mercenaries, and many strategic places of the Protoss have also been disturbed by countless mercenaries. But the Protoss also has a certain demand for mercenaries, but most of the mercenaries hired by the Protoss are powerful mercenaries, after all, they don't have the strength, and they will only become a member of the undead clan in the end.

Mo Ran had never seen a battle between the Protoss and the Undead Clan, which was unimaginable with his knowledge.

On the other hand, those elves of the Black Earth Clan were finally able to accept some of Rogge's words. After all, for unknown things, the younger elves will be more receptive, and only the elven elders are still chanting words, which makes Rogge have a headache.

"If you're done eating, I'll send you to rest!" Captain Zod was naturally able to see the exhaustion of these human warriors, and he stood up with a smile, dozens of small round mechanical balls flying in. "These machines will be with you all this time. If there is a need, just tell them directly. ”

With that, Captain Zod's three-dimensional projection disappeared into the dining room, and he still had something to confirm.

Naturally, the captain did not forget the elves, who also owned these service robots. After obtaining some information from Rogge's heavy armor, these machines can also understand the language of the elves.

Some of the warriors were indeed very tired, and while Mo Ran was still learning about the situation with the captain, some of the warriors were already asleep on the table. Beams of traction light enveloped the sleeping warriors and headed in the direction of the bedroom.

"Rogge, do you think this captain is going to send us back?" Mo Ran walked in a corridor, and then asked Rogge on the side in a low voice. They had now left the dining room, following the spherical mechanical balls in the direction of the bedroom. They really need a break.

"I don't know, but it's nice to be alive now. If you think about these things again, you have to die of headaches. Rogge said with a deep breath.

Mo Ran fell silent. As Rogge said, they were lucky to be alive at this time. Although he still didn't know how they left Red Ice, at least it seemed that Captain Zod didn't have much ill will towards them.

But human beings themselves are strange creatures, and at certain times, they always think of things related to their own interests. Mo Ran thought at this time, but he didn't know if Captain Zod would send them to the earth.

Looking at the black universe outside the corridor window, Mo Ran didn't know what kind of mood he should use to describe it. It's like Rogge said. It's inconceivable that they're still alive at this time. As for more things, shouldn't they be forced? Mo Ran didn't know, at least he didn't have an answer at this time.

"What's wrong, what do you think?" Rogge didn't hear Mo Ran's reply, turned his head to look at him and asked.

"I don't know." Mo Ran smiled reluctantly, he really wanted to go back. But he also knew that Captain Zodd didn't have to help them, and there was no reason why he had to help him get back. It was a distant place, far, far away.

"If you want to go back, you can prepare a spaceship by yourself!" Just when Mo Ran was a little melancholy, the mechanical ball suspended in mid-air in front of Mo Ran replied with a synthesized voice.

Mo Ran and Rogge were stunned, and this is why they remembered that most of the machines in this spaceship are highly intelligent. But he didn't know that the mechanical ball's answer was also controlled and informed by the captain.

"How can I buy a spaceship, the kind that flies very fast." Hearing the mechanical ball's answer, Mo Ran immediately asked. He had to consider the speed of the spaceship, otherwise a spaceship with a limited speed would not know how long it would take to return to Earth, and he didn't want to sleep for hundreds of years before returning to Earth.

"There are many places in the universe that sell spaceships, and if you want to buy them, you need a certain amount of money." The mechanical ball replied. "And most of the money is replaced by some rare metals. Those rare metals have their own value, and they are common to the Protoss and the Undead. It can also be regarded as a kind of hard currency in the universe. But different rare metals have different values. Some are of high value, some are low. ”

The mechanical orb's explanation gave Moran some insight into the trading situation of the universe he was facing. After all, if you don't use this kind of hard currency, it will be very troublesome for mercenaries to settle. Of course, the Protoss have their own financial system within themselves, and the Undead are no different. However, the contradictions between the two ethnic groups have caused great instability between the two currencies.

For example, in a Protoss planet just occupied by the Undead, the currency of the Protoss is of no use, and can only be used to become a commission for mercenaries, and most of the others are used to destroy the Protoss' financial system. The Protoss did the same, but it was obviously not as effective as the Undead Clan's methods, after all, the Undead rarely used currency.

The Mechanical Ball does not explain the financial war and monetary competition between the two races, but only briefly illustrates the common situation on the mercenary side.

"So, which metals are more expensive?" Mo Ran asked, and then platinum, gold, diamonds, and the like immediately came to mind.

"For example, rare metals such as Nongrd, Chery Drill, and Banrier." The mechanical sphere replied, and then displayed the appearance of the metal in front of Mo Ran in a three-dimensional projection. "There are also some rare minerals, such as star sand, karst stone, and barium star stone." After looking at the objects projected by the mechanical ball again, Mo Ran only knew one of them, and it was the one they had just encountered before.

"Is that star sand the one we saw on the Red Ice Star before?" Mo Ran was a little unsure, and then asked Rogge on the side.

Looking at the star sand that emitted a soft light in the projection, Rogge also hesitated a little, and then grabbed a handful of star sand from his backpack. Mo Ran was stunned.

"Don't look at me like that, I just felt like I might be able to take this thing back and show it off." Rogge looked at Mo Ran with a somewhat stunned expression and whispered, then shrugged his shoulders, and then compared it with the projection of the mechanical ball in front of him. "It seems to be true!"

"Then what kind of spaceship can be exchanged for so many star sands?" Rog immediately asked about the mechanical ball in front of him.

"It should be possible to switch to a mid-range ship's Transition Engine." The mechanical ball replied.

And Rogge, who got the answer, was stunned. "Isn't this a very rare mineral? How can you only change one engine with so much? ”

"You know, the universe is huge. The so-called rarity is only relative. The number of star sand is not very large, and it is not easy to find and mine, but the total amount in the universe is still very large. It's just that it's too scattered and hard to find. Moreover, Star Sand is only an essential part of some high-grade spaceship materials, and its own value is not high. ”

Captain Zod's three-dimensional projection reappeared, explaining. Then he looked at Moran and Rogge. "Do you want to buy a spaceship to go back?" Captain Zod would have liked to send them back, but he might not get the results he wanted. But if they wanted to buy their own spaceship, maybe they would stay with him longer.

Nodding, he didn't mean to hide anything. Captain Zod had taken great care of them by doing this, and couldn't have asked for more. "We just want to buy a better ship and go back. After all, we are still earthlings. ”

Captain Zod nodded, he knew that. The vast majority of individuals in the universe who have left the group do not end well. Unless the group is very strong, and the individual has a very strong advantage, they will travel alone in the universe.

"If that's the case, I personally suggest it's better to be a mercenary." Captain Zod suggested. "After all, you're just here to save money. If you join the Protoss or any other race and make money, you will lose your freedom. As for the undead, don't even think about it. ”

"But I don't want to help the undead." Mo Ran hesitated, he naturally knew the nature of mercenaries, everything was just for money. The earth used to have mercenaries, and the nature should be similar. For the sake of money, there is no existence of faith and value. This is what Mo Ran thinks of as a mercenary.