"For the time being, these guys will be shocked by Dong's talent. After that, we will have the necessary daily necessities they need. These are enough."

I thought about it and added: "Actually, as long as we wait for this trading day and understand the Forgotten Planet, we will have no problem dealing with these people at that time. What we have to consider now is what will happen on the trading day.

Danger. Also, how should we plan here?"

Dong Leng suddenly said: "You have many bad ideas, please come up with a plan first."

Noah echoed: "Dong is right. Sometimes your brain is more cunning than artificial intelligence."

I glared at the two of them angrily. My tall and wise image was basically the same as wretched in front of these two guys. But I was depressed anyway, so I still wanted to take this quiet opportunity to communicate with Dong and Noah about the future.

planning.

"This is what I think. First, stabilize the trading day, and then gradually establish a foothold in Yunwu City. Then, slowly and slowly, we will first have a thorough understanding of this place, and then we will contact the larger forces. Then we will make a decision.

Do you want to go back? In a word, use everything you can use here."

"Why do I feel that this plot seems a bit familiar?" The data in Noah's eyes changed rapidly. In the next second, Noah slapped his forehead: "This is the plot of Tianlongbabu. Murong Fu is determined to regain the Kingdom of Yan.

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"Go away, are these two the same?" I glared at Noah: "I just praised your intelligence, and you are trying to trick me. Murong Fu has no basic base, but we have the backing of the earth."

"No." Dong glanced at me: "The headquarters will not recognize what we have done on the forgotten planet, and naturally will not take care of our safety, so intelligence depends on ourselves."

I pouted at Dong: "It's mainly because of you, a girl."

Dong ignored me and closed his eyes to regain his energy.

I was definitely not going to offend her now, so I glanced at the food on the floor and said, "Get some biscuits and de-molecular vegetables."

While I was talking, I poured a drop of bottled water on the mini cucumbers the size of cigarette butts. After the water seeped in, in the blink of an eye, the cigarette butt-sized cucumbers turned into those prickly fresh cucumbers sold in the earth’s vegetable markets, looking juicy and clear.

I had a great appetite. While I was eating, I was thinking about how much I would take out for trading.

"It's better not to trade fruits. Maybe they are still luxuries here." I thought about it and put the fruits and vegetables back: "Let's trade some compressed biscuits first."

"Do you want to give some to the aliens outside?" Noah pointed to the aliens outside: "Let them eat first?"

"No."

Dong opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed through his eyes. Even Noah, the robot, couldn't help but shrink his neck. This girl has not calmed down yet, or maybe she is a little grumpy because she can't take a shower. This would be the best.

Don't provoke me. If you say you won't give it, I won't give it to you.

Seeing the submissive look of Noah and I, Dong slowly closed her eyes. The next second, she opened her eyes again and looked at me, opened her mouth and hesitated for a moment, then looked at me and said, "I just think it's okay to let the crocodile and him

It will not do us any good to keep our men well fed, and it will easily make these guys miss our food. If you have other ideas or want to give it to him, you can decide for yourself."

I was startled and looked at Dong with some surprise.

Dong quickly closed his eyes, but this time his eyelids jumped significantly compared to before.

Noah quietly gave me a thumbs up, kept making silly noises at me, and showed a vulgar expression like "I admire you."

Before I even say it, Noah has turned into a popsicle robot.

This time, I gave it a thumbs up.

The two days were neither short nor long. After Noah scanned and stored the surrounding environment, soil, and required elements, the two days passed quickly.

In two days, I gave the Crocodile Man and his men some compressed biscuits. The Crocodile Man was okay, the way his men looked at us changed a bit, and they were much more diligent in explaining what they were doing.

This also made me realize that the first prerequisite for everything on the Forgotten Planet is survival, and the first prerequisite for survival is food.

There are less than a few hours left before the trading day, and the sky of the Forgotten Planet seems to be unchanged. There is no such clear boundary between day and night, and all time must be judged by Noah's own earth time.

The crocodile man leaned against the corner, holding a piece of compressed biscuit in his hand with some hesitation, then brought it to his mouth and took it down again. Some biscuit crumbs fell on his palm, and he licked them clean without caring about his dark hands.

After less than two days of work, after I deliberately divided them with food, those obedient aliens could obviously eat more. One guy even rewarded a demoleculed apple, and his men had obvious symptoms.

At the boundary, there were three aliens sitting closer to the second floor, looking at their other companions with vigilance.

When looking at the crocodile man, in addition to feeling fear, he also felt eager to get rid of the crocodile man.

"How about we make a trade before the trading day?"

I sat down next to the crocodile man and slowly took out an apple.
Chapter completed!