“That’s right, but do you have the capital to stay here all the time? Star Ring City will unknowingly squeeze you dry.”

The False Creator·Devourer directly retorted.

“True, the cost of living here is so high, no amount of money can withstand it. Let’s not talk about that, where is the most cost-effective place to buy a Tier 5 warship?”

Su Mo pulled his thoughts back and earnestly asked the False Creator·Devourer for advice.

“Needless to say, with the little money you have, you should go to the junk shop and find that old man to buy one.”

The False Creator·Devourer said without even thinking.

“Alright!”

Su Mo didn’t refute this time. Although there was a suspicion of being ripped off when he bought that set of colony armor last time, he personally experienced its effect when he actually used it. It was worth more than its price.

So Su Mo didn’t hesitate at all and walked towards the junk shop.

A moment later, Su Mo once again arrived at the entrance of that inconspicuous junk shop.

This time the shop was deserted, without a single person.

Su Mo strode in. The furnishings inside the shop were still the same, without any changes. The old man with skin so withered, and messy white hair, was still standing in front of the counter with his head lowered.

From beginning to end, he didn’t even raise his head to glance at Su Mo who had entered.

Su Mo pretended to browse the shop as if nothing had happened. There were still so many good things here.

Su Mo’s mouth almost watered just looking at them. Just how rich was this old man’s fortune!

At this moment, a Star Destroyer model, with a jet-black body, a calyx-like bow, a streamlined shape, and an exceptionally cool appearance, entirely covered in launch ports on the display stand, attracted Su Mo’s attention.

Su Mo’s gaze became increasingly fervent as he carefully read the parameters on it.

Star Destroyer·Phantom Flower.

The entire ship is 170 kilometers long, ink-black, with a calyx-shaped bow.

Main Cannon: Meteor Cannon·Effusion of Light

Secondary Cannons: Dark Particle Beam Cannons

Interception Guards: 30,000

Missile Launch Ports: 1-1,000,000

Main Power: Ark Heart *1

Shield: Dark Energy Shield

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1,000,000 launch ports, Su Mo even suspected that he had misread it. With so many launch ports, how much money would one round of salvos cost?

However, when Su Mo saw the price, he didn’t doubt whether the price was wrongly marked at all.

“500 billion star coins.”

This price was simply robbery!

“Don’t bother looking, you can’t afford it.”

The False Creator·Devourer reminded in a low voice.

“That’s not for sure, one must always have dreams, maybe the other party can give a discount.”

Su Mo communicated with the False Creator·Devourer calmly.

“Hmph, even if they beat you until your bones are broken, you still wouldn’t be able to afford it.”

The False Creator·Devourer responded coldly.

“How would we know if we don’t try? Maybe the other party will sell it to us for 10 billion, just let’s try.”

“I advise you not to, such jokes are not to be made.”

“That’s not right of you. Didn’t you teach me that we have to try everything? Trying won’t cost us a piece of flesh.”

Su Mo said with a grin.

“I told you to try, but not to be a clown. Who would sell you something worth 500 billion for 10 billion? He’s not your dad, and even if he really was your dad, he wouldn’t necessarily sell it to you.”

The False Creator·Devourer was starting to get annoyed.

“It’s okay, I’ll just try.”

Su Mo looked like he wouldn’t turn back until he hit the south wall.

Then Su Mo walked to the counter and coughed loudly.

“Cough cough!”

The old man in front of him slowly raised his head, his eyes staring at Su Mo like a dead man.

Su Mo felt a chill down his spine for a moment, but this discomfort quickly disappeared. He took a deep breath and went all out, directly saying,

“That Phantom Flower warship looks pretty good, I quite like it, can you give me a discount? I’ll buy it for 10 billion star coins.”

The old man, who always had a blank expression, twitched his face like a dead man upon hearing Su Mo’s words, a rare occurrence.

His turbid eyes looked at him like he was an idiot, and then he opened his mouth and let out a piercingly cold voice: “Not selling!”

Su Mo quickly said with a smile, “If you don’t sell, you don’t sell, I was just asking casually.”

However, at this moment, Su Mo’s heart was fluctuating like a stormy sea. The reason why he ignored the False Creator·Devourer’s warning and insisted on asking such an idiotic question.

Was actually to test the old man’s reaction.

If it were someone else, they would probably be furious, and if their temper was a little worse, they would directly sweep him out.

But this guy’s reaction was so ordinary and commonplace.

It seems that this old man probably has an extraordinary relationship with the False Creator·Devourer, otherwise there’s no reason to indulge him so much.

At this moment, the old man’s pale face suddenly turned flushed, and he coughed violently.

Cough cough!

He pulled out a tissue to cover his mouth, and you could see that the tissue was stained black with blood.

Su Mo was slightly stunned, and then asked with concern?

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

The old man coughed a few times, put away the tissue, and replied indifferently.

At this moment, the old man’s gaze inadvertently fell on Su Mo’s neck. He saw the dark red negative energy pollution blood mark on it and keenly noticed that the negative energy pollution blood mark showed signs of receding, which couldn’t help but reveal a strange look in his eyes.

You must know that under normal circumstances, the blood mark of negative energy pollution is irreversible.

“That’s good.”

Su Mo nodded in response. If this guy really kicked the bucket, where would he buy good things?

“What do you want to buy?”

The old man asked with a rare hoarse voice. Whether it was because Su Mo had just cared about him, earning a bit of goodwill, or to get rid of Su Mo as soon as possible.

“Ahem, I want to buy a Tier 5 warship. If you have any good ones, please recommend them.”

Su Mo didn’t hide anything and said directly.

“How much money do you have?”

The old man asked crisply.

Su Mo’s eyes lit up, it seemed like there was really a chance.

“10 billion star coins.”

After hearing this, the old man immediately pulled out a yellowed sales contract from the counter drawer and handed it to Su Mo.

“Sign it, pay the money.”

Su Mo took it and flipped through the purchase contract and the attached data of the traded items. The more he looked, the more his mouth twitched.

What this old man wanted to sell him was the Tier 5 battleship·Shadow.

On the surface, there was no problem, it was indeed a Tier 5 warship. But the problem was that the information clearly stated that this was a second-hand warship, and it had been in service for more than two hundred years, older than his grandfather.

Su Mo almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Hey hey, this is a second-hand ship, don’t you have a new one?”

“Yes, add money.”

The old man replied very simply.

Su Mo’s face darkened and he replied, “I only have 10 billion star coins, if I had extra money, would I still come to you to buy? But 10 billion is enough, outside you can buy a brand new Tier 5 warship for 10 billion.”

“Do you want it or not? If you don’t, you can buy it outside.”

The old man replied without any emotion.

Su Mo was also a little exasperated, his mouth twitching non-stop. He felt like he was back when he bought his colony armor. Could it be that the old man lost money last time and wanted to earn it back this time?