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Chapter 210: The Entanglement of Fate (Part II)

Brady Planet, Underworld R-h3 Zone.

In the Hoffman Empire, the ground and sunlight belonged only to the nobility. As a result, for ordinary citizens of the Empire who did not receive a knighthood, as well as replicants who did not serve with the nobility, the underground became their own world.

After decades of continuous expansion, this underground world has reached an unimaginable vastness. If you can peel back the crust of Brady at this moment, you will find a large and complex network of metal pipes like spider webs covering every corner of Brady's underground, and nearly 80% of the planet's population lives here all year round, making their home in these metal pipes that smell of engine oil.

In a sense, this underworld is a major part of Brady's planet, so each area in the underworld is also clearly demarcated. Just like Robin's current R Zone, in the underground world of Brady Planet, most of the citizens living in R Sector belong to the Comers, and they still retain the values and political concepts unique to other countries, and they will come to the Hoffman Empire for different reasons. For example, some people have ventured to come here with aristocratic dreams, while others are down-and-out scholars in their home countries, and they have no choice but to venture to the Hoffman Empire because their research cannot be supported by their own financial resources, hoping that the nobles of the Hoffman Empire can fund their financial resources so that they can continue to complete their research. There are even others who have come here purely to gild, they have no intention of living in the Empire for long, they just want to improve themselves in the Empire, or get some galaxy recognition to prove it, and when they feel that the time comes, they will return to their home country and continue to live in their own country.

Due to their different purposes, the movement of citizens in this part of the Empire is enormous, and the special area of Region R has a very different character from the rest of the planet Brady. It feels like a great gathering of cultures, with people of all shapes and sizes flickering away like shooting stars, and since most of the visitors are helpless and penniless, bartering and second-hand jāyi has become the mainstream of trade here. This makes the black market jā in the R area extremely volatile, and because most of the black market jā in this level is relatively low-end, the nobles of Brady Planet are basically not interested in interfering in it. As a result, under this laissez-faire system, the total volume of trade on the black market in R-h3 has reached an extremely staggering figure, and its luxuriance is not even comparable to that of the famous Domaine Hermes spaceport.

"Haha...... What did I see, a super black market built underground? ”

After arriving at the R-h3 area in an open speed-moving pod, Robin and the others were immediately shocked by the lush pomp in front of them. It was hard for them to imagine that such a thriving place was actually a black market, considering that just a rough estimate of the daily amount of jā here would reach an astonishing astronomical amount of taxes, and such a fortune that the nobles of Brady Planet would completely ignore.

In the black market, many people regard this kind of illegal trade between individuals as jā easy contraband, but in fact, in terms of the goods themselves, there is not much difference between the black market and the flea market of second-hand goods. The only difference is that operating in a flea market requires jā tax, while in the black market jā there is no need to pay any tax.

Therefore, when Robin saw that Brady Planet actually had such a big black market, it was inevitable that he would be shocked. After all, in his opinion, if such a large black market started collecting taxes, it would be a huge source of revenue. In no country would the real estate allow the black market to grow to such an extent as tax evasion. He was therefore curious as to what had caused the nobles of the Hoffman Empire to turn a blind eye to such a fortune and to make this trade between individuals grow to a level comparable to that of a trading metropolis.

"I think I know why." Christine turned off the three-dimensional touch screen of the personal computer and shook her head: "The Hoffman Empire only charges high taxes on the human trade of replicants and the transfer of various high-end technologies, and the taxes on other items are very low, and there are almost no contraband items that are not allowed to be changed. And here, there will be no high-end replicants, jāyi, and both sides of the trade will be poor imperial citizens. Therefore, there is no need for the nobles to disturb the order here for such a small amount of taxes, so that the citizens of the empire will be disturbed by the problem of livelihood. It was also a major source of income for some of the citizens of the old empire, who would sell some of their own products here. Therefore, if this black market is eliminated, it will inevitably put those old imperial citizens who have lived in the empire for more than three years into a financial crisis, no matter from where you look at it, the advantages of acquiescing to the existence of this black market will outweigh the disadvantages. ”

Hearing Christine's answer, Robin glanced at him and casually asked, "Did Gaia tell you these again?" ”

"Yes." Christine smiled and tapped on the personal computer on her wrist: "Gaia has been connected to the electricity network of the Hoffman Empire, and is currently copying all kinds of information that is publicly available on the network, so from now on, I don't need to copy those relevant materials everywhere I go." ”

"That's good news, it will save us a lot of trouble." Robin nodded and asked, "Can you ask Gaia to help us scan this black market for trade information?" It's so big that if we go to sweep the price ourselves, I'm afraid we won't be able to walk for a few days. ”

"No problem, Gaia has already given a few suitable places, and as for the price, I have calculated a rough number." Christine opened the floor plan of the R-h3 area on the telegraph, pointed to a few locations marked with red sè and said: "The advanced yà drugs in these jā easy spots have a large amount of trade, and they basically belong to some free replicant mercenaries, and they reduce their expenses by using jā yi yà drugs on the black market, so their prices are relatively fair in comparison." ”

"Free replicant mercenary ......"

Hearing this title, Robin's mind suddenly came to mind with 095 and some of the words he had said when he was on the planet Wendini.

Through 095, Robin learns that these freelance replicant mercenaries are in fact some of the rupuncats who have lost their employers. While the loss of their employer as slaves should be a good thing from the perspective of humanity itself, this is not the case from the perspective of replicants.

Although the replicants who have lost their employers are free, no one will buy a serum for them to prolong their lives, and if there is no serum to prolong their lives, the replicant's genetic chain will collapse, and after two years, they will definitely die due to the collapse of the genetic chain. Therefore, for the replicants, the loss of their employer is almost equivalent to the arrival of a desperate situation, and if they want to continue to survive, they can only take on those dangerous tasks with low remuneration, and strive for that glimmer of life, and since their main finances must be on the purchase of serum, these replicant mercenaries are very embarrassed in terms of other expenses, and under this premise, it is their best choice to buy some combat necessities at low prices on the black market.

“095…… After losing Baron Vernal, he also became a replicant of the streamer. Now even his blood body, Anse El is dead......" remembered 095, which made Robin feel a little sympathetic to his plight. But he put this nostalgia aside, and after selecting a location on the floor plan that was listed as the first choice by the central computer Gaia, he led the people there.

In the R-h3 area, every street is equipped with automatic walking tracks similar to those used in old airports, so Robin and the others only stood on the automatic tracks for a while before arriving at the spot marked by Gaia.

Stepping off the tracks, Robin first saw a small shop with four or five replicant warriors with numbered tattoos on their cheeks, and the shop was piled up with various weapons and parts of heavy infantry armor. When Robin entered, they seemed to have just completed a jā and obtained two pieces of almost intact Type IV armor, and were about to take out the damaged parts of them for repair, and the person who sold the two second-hand armors had just left, just in time for Robin to see his back.

The emaciated back with long black hair like a waterfall made Robin feel vaguely familiar, but just as he wanted to take a closer look, the familiar back had already disappeared into the crowd, and Robin only vaguely saw him and seemed to be holding each other away with an injured companion.

"Is it Kaen......" Robin looked at the back in a daze, but then shook his head: "Impossible...... How could they be here ......"

"Excuse me, what are you trying to sell?" Maybe it was because Robin behaved too strangely that the replicant warriors in the store were a little confused about Robin's intentions, and when they saw him standing still talking to himself, they couldn't help but ask.

Awakened by the questioning voice of the replicant warrior, Robin hurriedly came back to his senses and apologized, "Sorry, I just seemed to see an acquaintance, so...... I beg your pardon, I seem to have confessed that he couldn't have been here. ”

Hearing Robin's answer, the replicants smiled at each other and asked, "You should be the first time to come to the Empire, right?" ”

"Yes, a few hours ago, I just stepped into the stars of the Empire."

"Huh...... I want to tell you that it's not strange to see acquaintances here, and I think you'll get used to that. ”

"Thanks for the reminder." Robin immediately understood what the other party meant, and after expressing his gratitude, he took out a few blue sè advanced yà pills, and said bluntly: "This is the goods I hope to use for jāyi." ”

"Huh? This advanced elixir ......" Seeing the blue sèyà potion that Robin took out, these replicant warriors were obviously stunned, and their faces suddenly showed suspicion......