In the space station's webmaster's office, the half-bird Vic, the only trading market administrator in the Gray Wall Hub, felt like he was going crazy.

When he was doing a routine inspection of the facility just now, he remembered that a human businessman came to the space station today, so he checked the inventory on the market. However, the numbers that appeared in front of him made him fall into a state of sluggishness.

That human businessman sold more than 20,000 technology modules at one time and earned 800 million galactic coins!

What makes it crazy is not how much money it makes, but the price of the technology modules.

The businessman nature of the Marchans made them subconsciously rely on experience and calculate that based on this serious overflow of supply, when the market reopens tomorrow, the selling price of technical modules will drop by at least 80%!

What does this mean? Technical modules that were originally expensive have now become bird shit prices! (As the bird people say, it is equivalent to "cabbage price")

Technical modules that were originally worth tens of thousands of yuan now only cost six thousand yuan!

If the space station purchases a batch of technology modules in large quantities at this price, they will no longer be troubled by the shortage of this resource for a long time!

Furthermore, if they can buy all these technical modules, keep the ones for their own use, and transport the rest to other space stations for sale... this will be a huge fortune!

But, he doesn't dare!

I just went out and took a peek. Mr. Qin Lang was still sitting in front of the terminal and dozing off. He didn't know what he was waiting for.

"Gugu...Vic, why do you say those technical modules cannot be moved?"

The half-bird man looked up and saw the equally excited webmaster looking at him behind his desk.

"Webmaster Wit, because Mr. Qin Lang hasn't left yet!" It shook the feathers on its head, "We can only start after confirming that he has completed all transactions!"

It explained quickly.

Vic was very worried that if they acted too impatiently and ate all these technical modules just after midnight, it would give a very bad impression to Mr. Qin Lang.

God knows if he will have other products, and he plans to sell them in large quantities on the space station at once!

What if they offend Qin Lang and leave? After all, it’s you who will lose!

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

Stationmaster Witte lowered his head and pecked his shoulder, lost in thought.

…

However, Qin Lang's situation is different.

He was afraid that he would doze off or miss the time for the terminal to restart. If nothing unexpected happened, he would buy all of the more than 20,000 technical modules.

Therefore, he was more prepared than anyone else to be the first to open the market terminal.

According to the nature of the game "Deep Space", in addition to the terminals in the space station, there will also be an outpost in each star system, and there will also be a trading terminal there.

Who knows if this last transaction that I got stuck on will be seen by some idle guy. If someone else takes the lead, I will suffer a huge loss!

Therefore, he waited until zero o'clock like a young girl in love. The moment he heard the notification tone, Qin Lang jumped up from the sofa and rushed to the trading terminal.

"The price of technical modules...fuck."

"83% price reduction! Selling price... 5695!"

“Making a fortune!”

Qin Lang acted as fiercely as a tiger and chose to purchase 24,000 technology modules.

"Tip: 24,000 technology modules are about to be purchased. Price: 136,680,000. Do you want to confirm?"

confirm!

"Transaction completed! The goods have been added to your spaceship warehouse."

Qin Lang immediately opened his storage panel, and sure enough, these technical modules were back.

"call"

With his hanging heart finally relieved, Qin Lang took a long breath, exited the terminal, and fell down on the sofa.

"No, I have to calculate how much money I made on this trip."

Opening the calculator on the panel, Qin Lang looked at the bill and calculated it bit by bit.

"First we sold it for 800 million yuan... Then we bought it all back today for 136 million yuan..."

In other words, my assets increased by 667 million out of thin air?

He swallowed hard.

This is just the first star system I have traveled to! From here all the way to the vgn1033 galaxy, you will encounter countless star systems, large and small. If you do this once for each star system, the money you will earn is simply... too much

!

Qin Lang laughed unkindly again.

He very much hopes that one day, his assets column will be able to break through the counting box and change from one row to two rows...

"Speaking of which, the notification from the system should be coming out now?" Qin Lang murmured to himself.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, there was a ding in my head, and a message popped up on the panel.

"Notice: Due to the detection of your behavior of selling a large amount of the same product, the system will temporarily close your trading permissions in g26k galaxy. During the permission closure period, you will not be able to use the Galaxy Trading Terminal for transactions. This closure period: 1

moon."

Qin Lang grinned: "Oh, I'm really tired."

This kind of transaction ban can be regarded as some kind of bad behavior detection by optical brain.

In the player rules of "Deep Space", there is a clear rule: if you repeatedly sell and buy the same product, and the transaction amount exceeds 100,000 Galaxy Coins, you will be banned from trading for one month. The ban range is the player's current location.

of star systems.

Maybe this is the rule that Light Brain made in the early days of the game to prevent players from "taking advantage of the game mechanics". However, because the punishment is too light, this rule does not affect players making money by reselling goods.

This galaxy is blocked, why don’t I just change it to another one?

At this moment, Qin Lang is already planning where his next destination should be.

However, at this moment, there was a burst of urgent footsteps not far away. Qin Lang looked up and saw two half-bird figures appearing in his field of vision.

Looking for yourself?

Qin Lang slowly sat up straight and watched the half-bird wearing a gay purple uniform rushing over, then knelt down in front of him with a "plop" and hugged his thigh with his arms.

...Nani? Why are you kneeling?!

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment.

Then, an urgent cooing sound came from the half-bird man's mouth.

It cooed for a long time and kept pecking at Qin Lang's knees. It wasn't until it saw Qin Lang's confused expression that it suddenly realized that the carbon-based human in front of it couldn't understand the bird language it was speaking.

It stopped awkwardly, organized the conversation for a long time and then spoke again: "Mr. Qin Lang, you... why did you buy back all the technical modules? Gugu!"
Chapter completed!