Liu Hui resigned again, and he could no longer tolerate the company's actions. Liu Hui's company sold medicines, all of which were low-quality, ineffective and expensive non-famous brand drugs. He just advertised in TV and newspapers, relying on fooling consumers to cheat money to make a living.

When Liu Hui saw an old couple in a shabby rural dress, holding a wrinkled newspaper advertisement, opening a pack of old banknotes and calling them to buy their own company's products at a pharmacy. He finally couldn't help but resign. Although the company's income is considerable, leaders and colleagues cooperated well, although this society is pursuing money, and although everyone is already numb, he cannot completely destroy his conscience.

After another unemployment, Liu Hui was depressed and ran to a sparsely populated place by the river. He lay on the ground and looked at Liuyun. Thinking of his own difficulties, he felt that he was always out of touch with the mainstream of society. He always resigned because he couldn't stand it. He changed jobs and then continued to quit. The most important thing was that he had never thought about changing himself. If he continued like this, his prospects would be dim and he slept unconsciously. This sleep was sweeter. When he woke up, he found that it was already one o'clock in the morning. The community he lived in was not far from here. If he walked the main road for five minutes, he would just pass through a construction site for only one minute. Liu Hui was in a bad mood, and he felt a little uncomfortable when the river breeze blew, so he chose the shortcut to the construction site.

At one o'clock in the morning, the construction site had stopped construction, and only pale incandescent lamps shone on the entire construction site. However, strangely, even those who were watching tonight did not see it. Liu Hui walked through this large construction site carefully, but still couldn't notice a steel bar under his feet. He tripped by the steel bar and fell to the ground. Unfortunately, there was a slope in front of him. Before Liu Hui could react, he rolled down the slope. At the end of the slope was a deep pit covered by newspapers. He rolled down the pit along the slope, and his forehead hit the stone in the pit. He immediately had stars and blood splattered everywhere. The violent impact also made Liu Hui unconscious.

The blood on Liu Hui's head slowly flowed through his body and slowly penetrated into the soil. Suddenly, a strange blood light suddenly appeared under the soil. The blood light became thicker and thicker, slowly covering Liu Hui's whole body. The blood light suddenly contracted inward and penetrated into Liu Hui's body. The wounds on Liu Hui's head and scars disappeared, except for the blood stained on it, as if they were not injured. Liu Hui moaned, turned over, and his right hand unconsciously pressed on the two large suitcases next to him, while the two suitcases touched by his right hand disappeared out of thin air.

Liu Hui slowly opened his eyes, confused for a moment, looked around, and then he remembered that he must have fallen into a pit. I remember that before he was unconscious, he seemed to have been injured on his forehead. He reached out and touched his forehead, but he did not find any wounds. Moreover, his forehead and body did not hurt at all, but what was the red thing on his hand? It looked like it was blood, and it was flowing everywhere on the ground. However, after checking his whole body, he was not injured except for mud.

Liu Hui secretly thanked that it was fine to fall down such a high place, except for the red things that were suspected to be blood... No matter what he is, he was not injured anyway, right? He often lost his job, so can't he have good luck? Just as he was thinking, a gust of wind suddenly blew, which made Liu Hui feel cold all over. He suddenly remembered that this large construction site used to be an ancient Taoist temple called Sanqing Temple. Ancient buildings like this usually remind people of some terrifying things. I wouldn't have encountered any dirty things, right? Combined with the phenomenon of only blood and no wounds, although he was an atheist, he couldn't help but feel a little scared in this place where strangeness was revealed everywhere. Thinking of this, Liu Hui quickly climbed out of the deep pit and returned to his home.

Liu Hui immediately thought of the value of storage space. As long as the things he touched with his right hand moved, they immediately entered the storage space. Whenever he moved his mind, the selected things immediately appeared in front of him, which was extremely convenient. Even if the plane trading device had no value, the storage space alone was already amazing. It was 10 meters long, wide and high, and the volume reached an astonishing 1,000 cubic meters. It was already a medium-sized warehouse. It was not easy to use this storage space to transport something by yourself.

Liu Hui suppressed his excitement and carefully studied the plane trading machine. Although the information just now included the usage method, he was not as impressive as his own operation. Next to the screen are two rows of plane coordinate keys with a length of 100 digits, and the coordinates of the original plane are below. Because there are no known coordinates, he randomly inputs one coordinate and then connects it, but the other party did not respond; input another one, but still did not respond. A morning passed, but there was still no response. Liu Hui was disappointed. When he knew that he had obtained the trading machine, he dreamed of making a big move with the trading machine, but he didn't expect that it was so difficult at first, and even the trading object could not be found. The two rows of coordinate numbers that were as long as 100 digits made him despair. He tried one by one, and I don't know how many years it would take to finish them all.

Just as Liu Hui was about to turn off the trading device, a hideous and ugly face suddenly appeared on the screen, which scared him. The other party seemed to be shocked, and then became excited.

"Dear Plane Trader, I am Zege of the Akira tribe, I'm very happy to trade with you."

Liu Hui was also very excited. He was so desperate that he could find it without any effort. However, he suppressed his excitement, ignored the hideous and ugly face, and replied calmly: "Dear plane trader, I am Liu Hui of the human race, and I am very happy to trade with you."

"I'm very happy that I've spent a hundred years finding a plane trader." Zeger looked excited: "I haven't traded for a hundred years since the last trader died."

Liu Hui was secretly surprised. It would take a hundred years to find a trader. It was too difficult. He was still planning to make a difference by buying things and selling things. If only two people traded, he wouldn't he get nothing worth trading.

"Dear Mr. Zeg, can you explain to me why you have not traded for a hundred years? You know, I am a newcomer who has just begun."

"Dear Mr. Liu Hui, I am the controller of the Akira tribe. The Akira tribe is a powerful genetic civilization. Other civilizations call us Zergs, and you can also call us Zergs. My race has entered the interstellar for ten million years. I accidentally got this plane trading machine. At that time, I traded with a trader. It's a pity that my trader died a hundred years ago in the civil war of his race. His trading machine was turned off and I never contacted his plane again. For the past hundred years, I have been looking for new traders, but unfortunately, I have not contacted you until today."

"Is it really so difficult to contact plane traders?" Liu Hui asked curiously.

"Did you see the coordinates of the plane? It's the two rows of numeric keys, each row is as long as a hundred, which represents countless planes. And in that endless plane, it may still be a prehistoric unmanned plane, or a plane after the destruction in the future. There are countless possibilities anyway. Most traders fail to find their owner and are in a closed state, and it is very difficult to find traders in endless planes between the open trading machines. And it is really lucky that I have found you in a hundred years." Zege explained happily.

Liu Hui let out a long sigh. He found the trader just after he got the trader. He didn't have to spend a hundred years or even longer looking for the trader, which means that his luck has really improved. He originally wanted to ask how he could understand what Zege said, but when he thought of the magic of the trader, translation should be a very simple function.

"Dear Mr. Zeg, thank you very much for your explanation. So what items do you want to trade?"

"Dear Mr. Liu Hui, we Akira tribe have a large number of enemies in the universe. In order to fight against other civilizations, I hope to obtain a lot of energy, or various advanced genes, or other items that can enhance our racial strength."

Liu Hui thought for a while and replied slowly: "Hisser Zege, my race has not yet entered the interstellar world, so it is naturally impossible to provide a large amount of energy for the interstellar war. I don't know what this advanced gene contains, but I can provide you with all the genes in my plane. As for other items that can enhance the strength of the race, I need to find them."

"Well, you haven't gone to the interstellar world yet, then your civilization is still very backward, and energy should be impossible. Then provide me with the genes of your plane. As for other items, you can provide them to me. If they are useful for improving your strength, I will give you a satisfactory price. Then, dear Mr. Liu Hui, let me talk about what you need now."

Liu Hui thought carefully: "In order to protect my life, I hope to get something to protect myself."

Zege nodded: "Protecting your own safety is the first priority of our traders. Unfortunately, the trader cannot trade living things, otherwise I can give you several protective troops. But it doesn't matter, my race has been studying genes for millions of years, and the genetic level has reached a very high level. Trade your blood samples to me and we will study how to improve your body's abilities. In the early stage of trading, I can provide this service for free, after all, your safety is also related to my interests."

Liu Hui thought about it. Genetic civilization should have cloned the human body to obtain a blood sample, and then studied how to improve the potential of the human body. Because of the existence of plane barriers, nothing can cross the plane barriers except the trading device. In addition, the trading device cannot trade living things, the Zerg cannot reach its own plane and does not harm it. So he took out a disposable syringe, sucked 10ml of blood, and was about to trade it to the other party, but suddenly his heart moved and remembered the inexplicable drug.

"Dear Mr. Zeg, thank you for your generosity. This is my blood, and I hope to find a way to improve my abilities. But before that, I would like to ask you to see this."

Liu Hui held a pack of drugs in his hand. Then he put the blood and drugs in the trading window and clicked on the trading. The trading window flashed and the things in the trading window came to Zege's hands.

"I will ask them to study immediately. You can record my plane coordinates first, and I will contact you immediately when there is any news." Zeg seemed to be a decisive guy.

Liu Hui recorded the coordinates of the Zege plane under the trader and indicated: genolo plane, Zerg, and Zege.
Chapter completed!