As Lantian Zhu said this, she looked forward to the new snacks like a child. "With that much money, we should be able to buy a box or two."
Well, the credits in Cong Yu's account had already gone far beyond the level of merely buying "a box or two" of snacks.
He could buy a whole truckload and throw away another.
"..." Alya snapped out of her shock at Cong Yu casually creating a space and barely restrained herself from asking questions with professional composure.
"If you want to buy contraband, you can only go to the black market... I've also heard secondhand spaceships are cheaper there."
As Alya spoke, she smiled somewhat sheepishly. "Besides, I don't really know much about luxury-brand spacecraft or militarized spacecraft... I'm only a guide, after all."
A local guide would naturally know about the local street vendors, the local gangs' ways, and where to find cheap hotels.
But asking her what was special about the presidential suites of local hotels, which five-star restaurants were scams, or what procedures were needed to buy a fighter jet... that was asking a bit much.
"We don't need a militarized spacecraft... We only need a jump tool to get us roughly where we need to go."
Cong Yu's explanation was simple, but Alya could not accept it. "But the trip from space into the atmosphere, if the spacecraft is too old and rundown... Huh? Huh?!"
Alya's attempt to persuade him finally turned into incredulous questioning when Cong Yu opened a passage to Li Township and took out a black drink from inside.
"So what the hell is that?!!!"
Yaochuan Guang's Detective Dream
"Arriving."
"Arriving!"
"Arriving station—"
"..." Amid Cong Yu's announcement, Yaochuan Guang and Xiao Cui's cheers, and Lantian Zhu silently getting to her feet... Alya remained