Su Chen felt that he might find the truth if he wasn't careful, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling towards the old man. This emotion is very subtle, perhaps it should be called "pity", perhaps it should be called "envy".

After all, Su Chen's grandfather was also an old man with a strange temper in the eyes of outsiders.

Thinking of this, Su Chen's eyes couldn't help but feel a little steaming, and he hurriedly pulled his thoughts back and continued to think about the necessity of stocking up on furniture and household appliances.

When the end times are in full swing, the power supply will likely stop. So, in that case, many electrical appliances have to lie on their stomachs, no matter how good the refrigerator is, it can only be used as a bowl rack, why bother with these burdens?

Unless you prepare your own power generation equipment in advance. But power generation equipment requires not only space, but also a lot of energy...... Alas, it seems that the money from selling the house is really not very cost-resistant!

Su Chen has also been reflecting on his established policy in the past few months, and feels that he can't rely on a sharp weapon like a talisman in his hand, regardless of priority, or give priority to stockpiling food, medicine, weapons, fuel, special equipment, daily consumables, etc., and can't easily waste precious and limited space resources on things like furniture and household appliances that are not important enough.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Su Chen opened the door, his eyes quickly opened into two round O-shapes, and his mouth was open enough to fit a light bulb. They even forgot to open the door, and they forgot to open their mouths to invite guests to come in and sit down.

Outside the door stood two visitors, one tall and one short.

The tall one wears a red houndstooth tuxedo suit on a white background, a top hat, sunglasses, a bow tie, white gloves, and a walking stick in his hand. He is a head taller than Su Chen, burly and elegant.

If this outfit and wrapped body were not Mr. Kangaroo, Su Chen probably wouldn't have behaved so rudely.

The short one, whose height was less than Su Chen's knees, was a small robot with the four-character logo of "Galaxy Letao" on his chest. Of course, its shape is as simple as ever, the body is a pure white short and thick cylinder, the head is a hemispherical body, and the limbs are metallic-colored steel mechanical components, which looks full of science and technology.

But in fact, this little robot does not have too high technology content, it is actually just one of the daily business robots of "Galaxy Letao". The basic functions are: flying, carrying and carrying heavy objects, taking photos, audio and video recording, scanning, online payment, and interstellar language translation.

Of course, it has an intelligent program and will respond very appropriately in the predetermined situation of the program.

For example, now, seeing Su Chen blocked the door in a daze, without the slightest intention of getting out of the way, the little robot opened his mouth to speak, and his mouth was a soft and glutinous electronic sound that made people's hearts sprout:

"Hello sir, is this Mr. Su Chen's residence in Room 2903, Building B, Hive Community?"

Su Chen came back to his senses from his dumbfounded state and hurriedly invited Mr. Kangaroo and the little robot into the house.

He estimated in his heart that this gentleman-looking Mr. Kangaroo was probably the local tyrant buyer who didn't bargain at all. And this polite little robot should be the trading assistant sent by "Galaxy Letao".

If Su Chen and Mr. Kangaroo's house transaction can be successfully completed, then both parties only need to swipe their ID cards in the sensing area in the middle of the little robot's forehead, and then click to confirm, and it's over.

Blue Star has not been a long country in joining the Galactic Federation, and given that Blue Star is relatively backward in all aspects, and the land area suitable for human habitation is also very limited, Blue Star is not an immigrant planet.

Therefore, Su Chen, as a native of Blue Star, is actually not very used to dealing with alien immigrants like Mr. Kangaroo. For him, it was easier for him to get along with old-fashioned characters like the old man of the Imperial Dragon Mountain Martial Arts Hall.

Su Chen was sure that this Mr. Kangaroo was an alien immigrant, not a cultivated monster, but the main basis was the nameplate pinned to the pocket of his tuxedo jacket.

The metallic nameplate clearly marked the three official texts of the Federation with the widest range of use in the Galaxy Federation, which concisely stated: This Mr. Kangaroo is a law-abiding citizen from the planet Kaimian Road, and has recently decided to travel to all the remote planets of the Galaxy Federation, and Blue Star is the final stop of his journey.

Mr. Kangaroo has decided to make his home at Bluestar.

Even so, Su Chen still had a hard time hiding his surprise, he felt that all kinds of strange questions in his mind were about to overwhelm him. Do you really want to trade a house with a kangaroo? Sell the house you've lived in for years to a kangaroo? Are there any other alien immigrants on Blue Star? They don't all look exactly like kangaroos, do they?

Fortunately, Mr. Kangaroo didn't mind.

And the little robot, its emotions and all its movements, expressions, and language are actually pre-set by the program, even if it is hit by the emperor one day, there is no need to think about it.

Su Chen endured his curiosity and boundless imagination, and had a cordial conversation with the polite Mr. Kangaroo for a while, of course, this conversation was completed with the assistance of the little robot's interstellar language translation service.

Both parties are very pleased with the deal. As a result, the housing transaction was unsurprisingly completed.

Mr. Kangaroo expressed his sincere gratitude to Su Chen for the furniture and household appliances he gifted, and specially presented Su Chen with a book on the planet of Kaimian Road. This book is very practical, and it fits Su Chen's needs right in the day—it is a cookbook. The ingredients and seasonings all come from the planets of the Galactic Federation.

Su Chen carried all his belongings on his shoulders and carried them upright on his chest, holding the recipe given by Mr. Kangaroo in one hand, and the trolley box used to decorate it in the other, and walked out of the old house where he had lived for several years with a question mark on his head. In a daze, he returned to the Imperial Dragon Mountain Martial Arts Hall.

In the following days, Su Chen was immersed in practicing boxing, practicing knives, practicing "Rejuvenation Jue", and serving the old man, but he didn't realize that the residents of the Yulong Mountain Martial Arts Hall, in addition to the old man and himself, had added another person.

The new resident is very characteristic, and very familiar.

It is about the size of an adult cat, but it is round and chubby. Its ears are a pair of fluffy pompoms, and between them, just above its forehead, stands a short, curved white horn. Its fur is ginger, smooth and smooth, and it is a little dazzling in beauty and luxury. Its tail is short, fluffy and beautiful, and it seems to be related to the crisp noodle gentleman.

The old man, who had always been vigilant, did not even notice this sneaky new resident.

Because, during the day, this new resident never appears.

And every night, as soon as the new residents come out for activities, the old man will sleep very sweetly.