Under Xingci's leadership, everyone soon arrived at the center of the square. Facing these native elves with high appearance around them, Lu Yang and others were like rural buns who had never seen the world, constantly looking around.

Seeing their eye-catching appearance, Xingci couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hands and once again assumed the responsibility of a tour guide: "This is the largest trading market in the Holy Sword District. If residents want to exchange some mechanical products, they will spontaneously take it here for sale. If we want to take off the goods picked up in the neutral area, we can only come to find a way around here. However, our final destination is not here. The ones sold here are all big road goods. Real treasures need to find another place to buy them."

After getting closer, Lu Yang finally heard what these street vendors were saying:

"The electric radiator I personally modified produces 0.0005 millimeters of Galaxy standard energy per hour, which can ensure that your whole family will not freeze to death during the major maintenance period. The price is fair and only 50 standard parts!"

"Homemade food heaters, with a 10-year warranty, can allow you to enjoy the heated food like a senior government official. You can take away 30 standard parts!"

"The ancestral electrical repair set has a history of 248 years. If it weren't for the urgent need for money recently, it would be impossible to sell it. Now it is only priced at 140 standard parts, and this is the only one in the entire Holy Sword area!"

"The unknown mechanical accessories I picked up by accident were picked up from the ground during the last temporary maintenance. You can take away 3 standard parts. If you can't buy them, you will suffer losses and be deceived!"

...

Just like the Earth Farmers' Market, the traffic in this Holy Sword District Commercial Plaza is quite large. After staying in front of several vendors for a while, Lu Yang soon discovered a strange phenomenon:

The goods sold here seemed to be all machinery, parts, tools, and shapes and functions. However, the frequent customers of the small commodity market on Earth such as clothing, food, and daily necessities cannot see any of them here.

Lu Yang can understand without food.

After all, these native elves rely on charging for their daily activities. Normally, they don’t have to eat once a month. If you are engaged in a catering industry in such a place, you simply think that you are not going bankrupt quickly enough.

But there are no clothing and daily necessities, which is a bit strange.

These elves in the Holy Sword Zone are very close to normal earthlings in all aspects. But for some reason, in terms of clothing, the aesthetics of these native elves are comparable to those of scientific referees, and they are not as good as the legendary elves who love art.

Along the way, the costumes of native elves cannot be said to be exactly the same, but there are only a dozen styles back and forth.

Even Xuefeng couldn't help asking, "Xingci, aren't you selling beautiful clothes here? Why do everyone wear them in the same way?"

Xingci replied with a look of course: "The garment making machines that can be used in the entire Holy Sword Area are pieced together, and there are only less than 20 units in total, and all of them are in the hands of the Holy Sword Area government. If one machine is damaged by one, one less is used. Everyone will try not to change it if they can. If something goes wrong during the modification process and the machine is broken, it is very likely that it will not be repaired again. The Holy Sword Area today cannot bear this risk."

Lu Yang showed a laughing and crying expression and said, "The garment making machine? There is such a thing in the Holy Sword Area! What is the principle behind this machine?"

Xingci spread his hands: "I don't know what the principle of the garment making machine. Like most Holy Sword District machines, this thing is purely a technical black box. You know the parts and can be used when you put them together, but the specific principle is unclear, so you can copy it according to the repair... In short, the garment making machine is a fully automatic machine. As long as the waste fabric is thrown into the feeding mouth, it will quickly make clothes automatically. In order to prevent problems from happening with these precious garment making machines, the Holy Sword District government has specially arranged three caretakers for each garment making machine. The daily work of these caretakers is to stare at them during working hours!"

Good guy, the native elves in the Holy Sword area not only cannot make screws, but even making clothes is achieved through technical black boxes!

Seeing that Lu Yang and the others were fussing like illiterate again, Xingci was a little surprised. She just shrugged helplessly and said, "Don't underestimate these garment machines. Their efficiency of using waste fabrics can reach almost 100%, without even a single loss. It can be said to be the real black technology before the world war."

Xiao Huang laughed and said, "Hahaha, you native elves are so interesting. Even making clothes - Hey? Xuefeng, why did you hit me? It hurts so much if you hit me like this!"

Although Xiao Huang's protective energy was activated anytime and anywhere, Xuefeng suddenly punched him for some reason and almost knocked him to the ground on the spot.

The Cultivation Paradise itself was established to please the Galaxy nobles, so the rules of the game of the Cultivation Paradise will naturally be obviously biased towards the high-level Galaxy nobles.

The effective rules of the body protection qi are the most typical examples. When facing attacks from high-level galactic nobles, the weakening attack effect of the body protection qi will automatically be reduced by half.

Give an image example:

Facing an ordinary straight punch, Xiao Huang's protective qi can weaken its power by 95%, and the remaining 5% of its power will be judged as [non-aggressive behavior] by the protective qi and will not be offset.

This setting itself is for convenience.

Otherwise, if the friction caused by walking and the gust of wind blowing in front of you will be automatically offset by the protective energy, then this life will be impossible!

However, how powerful the attack will be determined by the protective qi as [aggressive behavior], which is actually elastic here.

Just like the punch just now, because it was shot by a high-level Galaxy noble like Xue Feng, Xiao Huang's protective energy will only weaken 90% of its power. In other words, although Xiao Huang will not suffer any substantial damage, his pain will still be doubled when attacked by the Galaxy noble.

By the same token, if Xiao Huang in turn hit Xue Feng with a straight punch, Xue Feng's protective energy will take effect twice as much, which is equivalent to weakening the power of this straight punch by 97.5%, so the pain she feels will be reduced by half accordingly.

Xiao Huang turned his head angrily, but saw Xue Feng's face unchanged and put away his fists and silently gestured to him:

"It's not the 'you' native elves, it's the 'we' native elves!"

Our native elves?

Xiao Huang was slightly stunned, and then he realized that he had accidentally said the wrong thing just now.

Isn’t his current identity just a native elf?

He kept saying "How are you native elves doing?" This misunderstanding is indeed a bit too much!

However, the road has been completed.

He could only stand up with Xingci's suspicious eyes and gritted the bullet and said seriously: "I didn't expect that the living conditions of our native elves were so difficult. I, Xiao Huang, felt like a knife, and I couldn't sleep at night!"

After saying that, he also looked heartbroken and pretended to be heartbroken.

This kind of embarrassing acting skills that made Lu Yang, who was alone, couldn't stand it anymore!

Xingci's eyes became even more weird.

She just developed a little favor to these strange guys, but was completely destroyed by Xiao Huang's clumsy performance!
Chapter completed!