Zong waved his hand and said, “When you see him later, you will understand that old man is not a man at all.”

"You always say bad things about me behind my back."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the industrial ship door behind him being opened, and a man with a thick black windshield went down as he spoke.

Han Lang was surprised to find that Lao Mo was indeed not a human race, he was wearing thick armor, only exposed his hands, the nails were very long, like a hard eagle hook, covered with gray scales, and his body was much taller than human beings, close to three meters.

This must be the skinner old, although he is not a human being, but he and Han Lang, the same, said the universal human language of the Milky Way, the galaxy has long had a unified language and text, the earth because of the time to join the Galactic Federation is still short, so the local language still exists.

When Han Lang and Morning Heavy, Li Qi, these friends, who are also from the Huaxia region, spoke Chinese when they were together, and other times they spoke the lingua franca of the Milky Way.

Zong looked at the old man and smiled and said, "Where I say bad things about you, you are not human."

He replied to Han Lang: "Old Mo is a minority in the galaxy, one of the minority ethnic groups in the galaxy, who were born on a planet with very high levels of nuclear material production and radiation, so they naturally have a strong radiation resistance."

“Later, the Galactic Federation developed the nuclear material of the Québecs, because they were a minority, and the Quéonna were unable to resist the aggression of the large armies of the human race, and because of their radiation resistance, a considerable part of the Queers became skinters.”

"Old Mo, this guy has been wanted by the Galactic Federation for a long time, and one day if you lack money and spend it, cut off his head and put it on, you can exchange a lot of money."

Old Mo was good-natured, and he was not angry, and he came to stand next to Zong No Dao and Hanlang.

Zong Wu Dao came to the mountain and said, "Old Mo, this is Han Lang, he wants to buy some equipment from you."

Old Morian nodded, pointing to the equipment of several hills around him: "To be honest, because the whole planet is polluted, so the equipment here is polluted, so it is cheap to sell, and it will have to be processed after it is shipped back."

Zong Wu Dao interjected, "There is a way to deal with these old blacks, and you can find him to buy some drugs and radiation."

After the explanation of Zong No Dao and Lao Mo, Han Lang has understood that the so-called strippers are not actually the most vicious, but some people who use robot technology to clean the battlefield.

For example, Lao Mo, who is a minority in the galaxy, is not easy to live in the current situation of human domination of the galaxy, so he took the risk to start this kind of business.

The name of the peeler is because when cleaning up the battlefield, often need to deal with the remains, generally serious people are willing to do this business, so disdainful of the battlefield cleaners are called skinners.

The official members of the Earth Federation of 10,000 people, the selected global elite, most of them are three-star superpowers, there are a small number of four-star fighters, mostly the leadership, according to the plan, need at least 10,000 sets of three-star combat suits, plus 10,000 weapons.

When large-scale combat, in addition to combat clothing, the superpower usually adds an alloy armor to strengthen the protection ability, it is difficult to find such a low-cost supplier as Lao Mo, Han Lang naturally hopes to be able to buy the required things at once.

Under normal circumstances, the price of three-star combat clothing is about 100,000 star, armor and weapons to determine the quality and material, refined three titanium alloy to create thousands of weapons to tens of thousands of stars, if black crystal titanium alloy, or Frilon alloy to create a high weapon, it is tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of star coins, armor is also, to the quality of the price.

Han Lang pondered a little, weapons and armor can be scraped together, that is, combat clothing is more troublesome, combat clothing is a soldier's most basic equipment, not only to have the ability to defend, into the water or space to maintain life, wear on the body to be able to adjust at any time, too loose or too tight can not do, the scientific and technological content is very high, the cost is not expensive, even these second-hand contaminated combat clothing, the price is not cheap.

Han Lang and Lao Mo talked about it, and Lao Mo thought for half a day and said, "So, the three-star combat suit will be sold to you in accordance with each set of eight thousand stars, armor and weapons, plus freight, charge you two thousand, this is already my bottom price."

"As for the four-star combat suit, I only have a dozen sets here, count you a million star dollars, during the war, senior fighters concentrated in the center of nuclear explosions, so most of the battlefield left behind is medium-low-level equipment, high-level equipment and those high-level fighters together, destroyed in the nuclear explosion, it is difficult to find."

Han Lang saw the road on the side of the slight nod, praise for this price, so Han Lang agreed to go down, 100 million star coins to buy this batch of equipment, if purchased from the normal star market, less than two billion star coins, indeed a lot cheaper.

Han Lang asked the delivery question again, the old man smiled and said: "This battlefield I have been cleaning up for many years, there are not many things left, when I put out what you need, I personally send you to the earth, and then I will go to other battlefields."

Han Lang and Lao Mo are discussing the delivery of the matter, only to see a group of people in the distance, is a group of hard-working robots, for the old to the battlefield to collect equipment, driving a suspended land speed, after the camp stopped, the collected equipment placed in category.

Han Lang is very interested in the operation of Lao Mo, although the old Mo is a Quechuan, but also can not resist the battlefield core area so strong radiation, can only stay in the periphery, but also can not let themselves be exposed for too long, every once in a while to rinse the body with potions, so as to ensure that they will not die because of excessive radiation.

Only these robots, they are not afraid of anything, do not know tired.

If it hadn’t been for the galactic law forbidding the possession of robots, Han would have wanted to buy one back.

“Where did these robots come from?”Hanna asked curiously.

Lao Mo smiled: "From a garbage planet, part of the robots destroyed at that time was still there, and I reassembled them again, but unfortunately, these robots had logic chips in their heads, and they were all taken out when they were destroyed."

"There is a big difference between logic chips and robots without logic chips, robots without logic chips are like a group of wood, IQ is very primary, you know to work according to human orders, and robots if installed with logic chips, will become like humans, will laugh and think."

Han Lang also asked about the logic chip, the original Galaxy Alliance decided to destroy all the robots, it took away all the logic chips, in order to avoid the chip is copied, these chips are sealed in a certain high-security place.

It is said that the logic chip is also a legacy from prehistoric civilization, which cannot be manufactured at the current level of human technology, so if the alliance does not lift the blockade one day, the galaxy will not have a truly intelligent robot one day.

Han Lang felt very sad, if a large number of use of robots, can infinitely improve the production capacity of human beings, was banned is a pity.

Old Mo saw Han Lang asked the robot one by one, smiled and said, “Are you interested in robots?”

Hana is focused.

Lao Mo lamented: "Me too, since I was a child, I have been obsessed with robot technology, these robots are not only the tools I use to clean up the battlefield, more like my family, will not betray me in any time."

"If you like, take them to the old battlefield."

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The reason why the results do not go is because there are fewer clicks and collections, perhaps this plot is not very brilliant, but please believe that the nine, any transition and explanation, is for the back of the more magnificent climax.