i'm in interstellar sims

Chapter 19 Empty glass bottle?
After shouting, Jiang Lin felt that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.

Cato didn't take Jiang Lin to any alley, and now Jiang Lin was in front of a small stall.

This stall is slightly different from other stalls in the market, and there are not many goods on display.

Near the inside of the booth, there were three huge round-shaped metal barrels, each of which was as tall as a person, and countless pipes the size of an arm were inserted into it.

On the part near the outside, there are two small metal round tables. The materials of the tables must have been picked up from the garbage dump, and there are still many traces of rust on them.

There were some stools in twos and threes around the table, besides Jiang Lin and Ka Tuo, there were two other people sitting in the booth.

Because of Jiang Lin's shout, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Why is it different from what was initially expected?Jiang Lin muttered in his heart.

At this moment, Kato found a stool and sat down, looked at Jiang Lin's appearance, and asked, "What? Do you want to order?" Kato glanced at the owner of the booth, "Let him order." .”

"Jiang Lin, this seems to be a beverage stall." The system prompted weakly.

Yes, those jars contain a liquid called "Pasala".When Jiang Lin came to the market for the first time, the old man even brought him a drink.

In Ort Star this drink "Pasala" is very popular.

The name "Pasala" is derived from the ancient Oros language, which means exciting and intense.

Guoros is the name of the royal family in the early days of the old alliance. It is said that they love the unique taste of "Pasala" the most.

For Jiang Lin, "Pasala" tasted very strange, definitely not good, not comparable to the carbonated drinks in his previous life.

The stall owner asked Jiang Lin across the table: "Boy, what flavor do you want to drink?"

"I... um..." Jiang Lin was at a loss for words for a while, "Come... let's have an original taste."

"Heh, what's so good about the original flavor? I'll serve you a cup of my exclusive special blend later, I guarantee you'll still want to drink it." The boss turned his head and looked at Cato again after he finished speaking, "Cato, you're still old. look?"

Cato nodded in acquiescence, then patted the stool next to him with his big hand, "Sit down."

It was as if Jiang Lin had been released some kind of magic that said what he said, and he sat down straight.

But after a while, Cato didn't say anything. Jiang Lin felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward, so he could only take a cautious look at Cato's face.

The entries surrounded Cato's head and appeared in Jiang Lin's field of vision.

The entire head of Cato, surrounded by the entries, looks like the second idiot who burned his afro head.

Jiang Lin made a "poof" sound and was about to burst out laughing, but he held back.

"Jiang Lin, you have to laugh if you want to. It's not good for you to hold back like this. You can see that your toilet value has risen again." The system said caringly.

Jiang Lin maintained his expression, and said in his mind: "I just want to go to the toilet, and it doesn't matter whether I smile or not. No, I just want to ask the system, is there any way to improve your IQ?"

"Improve your IQ? I'm very smart." The system was a little confused, but suddenly it seemed to understand something, "Jiang Lin, don't think you are stupid, I don't dislike you."

Jiang Lin: "I despise you!"

Jiang Lin wanted to say something, but he heard Cato talking next to him.

"why are you laughing?"

"Nothing." Jiang Lin replied subconsciously, but he immediately saw Cato's face darken and could only quickly add, "Cato, I heard that you are going to sell the junkyard?"

This is exactly the topic with a green mark that Jiang Lin saw in Cato's chat entry.

Cato's face was only slightly dark just now, but it sank in an instant, "Where did you hear that?"

"When I was picking up trash, I heard people in your yard say..." Jiang Lin's voice became softer as he spoke.

Kato snorted coldly and said nothing, raised his head and drank the "Pasala" in the quilt in one gulp, put the cup heavily on the table, then he stood up, turned around and left.

"Hey..." Jiang Lin got up to stop him, but then put down his hand and sat back slowly.

Seeing that Cato had left, the owner of the beverage stand sighed when he came to clear away the cups, "Cato's mother's illness seems to have worsened again. I saw him come to buy injections twice last week."

Jiang Lin just listened without saying anything. After a while, he stood up again.

Just as he was about to take a step, he was stopped by the owner of the drink stand, "Do you want to drink Bawang drink?"

I paid a full 160 federal coins, and it hurt Jiang Lin badly. I knew that I should have stopped Cato just now, and I thought this guy changed his temper and wanted to buy himself a drink.

"Jiang Lin, you don't seem to be in a good mood."

Jiang Lin: "..."

Jiang Lin returned home, after thinking about it, he took out the thing the cripple gave him from his pocket.

When Jiang Lin was in the cripple's shop, he wanted to refuse the job, and the reason was because the cripple's asking price for this item was too high.Not to mention the materials provided, a cripple was willing to pay himself three hundred federal coins for the production of this thing.

Based on Jiang Lin's understanding of the cripple, this old thing is bought with a discount, and the production cost of this thing can reach three hundred, so if you count the profit and the source, under normal circumstances, it may be worth three thousand one .

Three thousand for a glass bottle?Inlaid with microcrystalline alloy is not worth so much money.

With the development of science and technology, those precious metals in Jiang Lin's previous life have fallen into disgrace, and most of them can be synthesized through simple operations.

Jiang Lin picked up a fist-sized golden ball in a garbage dump for the first time and thought he had made a fortune.I excitedly took it home and showed it to the old man. The old man just picked it up and weighed it, and then used it to cushion the foot of the bed. The thing is still pressed under the foot of the bed.

In federal society, only rare materials and materials synthesized with ultra-high technology are valuable.

……

In the cripple's shop, Jiang Lin didn't dare to switch to the Sims construction mode, he was really afraid that the cripple would see something.

Only then did Jiang Lin have time to pick up the bottle and observe it carefully, and then discovered that inside the glass cylinder, there were countless things that were thinner than hair, and they were all transparent, so at first glance Jiang Lin thought they were empty glass bottles.

What the hell is this?

In construction mode, Jiang Lin saw the name of this thing: synaptic fiber transistor.

Jiang Lin knew every word here, but couldn't understand it together.

Since you don't understand, you can search online. There are a lot of online consultations in the federation. As long as it is not illegal information, most of the content can be queried online.

However, Jiang Lin kept his eyes open and did not dare to type the entire name, but only typed the first four words "synaptic fiber".

The search results were not too many. Apart from some useless related content, Jiang Lin only saw three seemingly useful pieces of information.

The first one is that someone asked about the connection between synaptic fibers and mecha control on a certain mecha enthusiast website, but the answers below are varied, and some of them seem ridiculous.

The second is that someone claimed that the synaptic fibers are used in the mecha, but this information was marked as a rumor by the network administrator.

As for the third article, it is very interesting. The information is marked as a scam, and the content is the real thing with synaptic fibers in the hands of the poster. If necessary, you can contact the communication number: xxxxxxx.Some people under the message said that they contacted the communication number and no one responded at all, and some people said that the person started to respond, and then suddenly stopped talking.

Although the above did not allow Jiang Lin to understand what synaptic fibers were, he keenly felt that this thing was certainly unusual.After all, information can be found on antiques from 500 years ago. For a small piece of information, there is only a few words of information on the Internet. This is obviously abnormal.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.

　　Thank you little moka from the flower planter for your reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)