Chapter 384 Your Express Delivery Has Arrived

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mo Ling would never have believed that such a scene really existed:

A group of abyssal creatures lined up to receive express delivery.

"Where's my delivery?"

"Sign here."

"good."

…

These abyssal creatures may be ferocious or weird, but they all abide by the rules of the Tissot and obtain their express delivery.

After receiving the express delivery, most of them couldn't wait to open it on the mirror nearby.

After seeing what was inside, they were all shaking with excitement.

These races that receive express delivery do not all speak human languages, but the robots can speak the languages ​​of their respective races skillfully.

To a machine, a new language is just a new piece of data.

Although the queue was very long and the races behind them had to wait for a long time, no one dared to cause trouble. They all followed a strange rule and moved forward slowly and leisurely.

This is not the same as the Sea of ​​Creation Gods that Mo Ling guessed.

The scenes of racial conflicts in the machine information did not appear, and the queue was actually very orderly.

Mo Ling looked more and more weird.

"Is this a rule set by humans?"

However, this is understandable. These races queuing up all want to obtain divine objects from the Tissot. Anyone who causes trouble will immediately become the target of public criticism. No race would be so stupid.

"Once the interests are aligned, it is easy to form a consensus, and then rules will begin to be formed to safeguard common interests."

The Tissot used this kind of benefit to tie up all the races present.

It can not only obtain the resources of the abyss, but also ensure safety, killing two birds with one stone.

Perhaps, after humans came to the Sea of ​​Creation Gods, there was an additional rule in the Sea of ​​Creation Gods:

"Every once in a while, a ship carrying divine objects will appear. No race is allowed to attack the ship and can only trade with the ship..."

This rule will slowly spread throughout the Sea of ​​Creation as different races communicate, and gradually become a consensus.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling couldn't help but admire the predecessors who made the decision to "trade in the Sea of ​​Creation Gods".

Looking at the abyssal races dancing with human objects, Mo Ling couldn't help but sigh again at the wisdom of the "black-hearted race".

In this way, the express delivery on the Tissot was taken away one by one.

The "gods" these races want are all different and weird, and they don't know what to do with them.

There were also some who seemed to be a new race who had never experienced trading, but they were also attracted by the buzz of the Tissot and looked at the long queue in a daze.

"Can I trade a divine item?"

A strange race that looked like an upright loach, with black ink stains on its skin that kept twisting, lined up and came to the robot and asked in broken human language.

Its sound is like the cry of a bullfrog, calm and rich.

The robot seemed to have experienced this scene many times, and handed an electronic screen to Loach.

"Look at it and describe the fetish you want."

The loach's fat little fins trembled, but it couldn't reach the electronic screen. The robot had to use a mechanical arm to hold the electronic screen in front of it.

"Thank you." Loach thanked politely.

"You can start describing." The robot reminded again.

"OK."

Loach thought for a while and began his description:

"The divine object is sparkling..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of light appeared on the electronic screen.

"It's round..."

The ball of light on the screen remains unchanged.

"Can accommodate all the filth in the world..."

"It is pure and flawless, with God's runes engraved on it, and all the scenes of the world can be seen in it, including tangible mountains, invisible water, visible rainbows, and unreachable winds..."

"The palace of God is located within it, suppressing all evil..."

Along with Loach's words, the picture on the electronic screen also began to change. The original light ball slowly expanded, twisted, and deformed...

Finally it became a porcelain bowl commonly used at home.

Under the rays of light, the white porcelain walls sparkle.

In the center of the porcelain bowl, there is a landscape painting.

Visible mountains, invisible water, visible rainbows, intangible winds, palaces of gods... everything is there.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

A gentle female voice came from the electronic screen.

The loach looked at the beautiful porcelain bowl and was stunned, its fins kept shaking.

"Can it contain all the filth in the world?" Loach stared at the porcelain bowl on the screen and asked curiously.

"Sorry, I can't understand what you mean right now. What do you mean by dirty?" the female voice asked.

"It's just...like mud..." Loach was also confused by the question on the electronic screen.

"Of course!" the female voice suddenly replied.

Immediately afterwards, the picture on the electronic screen changed again.

A cartoon loach was simulated on the electronic screen. It directly picked up the porcelain bowl and came to a swamp. As soon as the porcelain bowl was dug, it was instantly filled with a bowl full of mud.

Loach looked at the scene on the electronic screen and was stunned.

Then, it suddenly became excited:

"I want this! I want this!"

The small fins on both sides of the loach's body kept dancing, and it hurriedly looked at the robot beside it.

"Just tell her." The robot pointed at the electronic screen and said.

"Okay!" Loach came to the electronic screen again and said politely: "I want this, I want this."

"Are you sure?" the female voice asked gently.

"Sure, sure." Loach replied quickly.

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The female voice on the electronic screen was still broadcasting, and the robot suddenly retracted the electronic screen.

"Okay, next time we come here, we will bring the magical object you want. Remember to pick up the express delivery in time. If you can't catch up, it doesn't matter. You can also come later." The robot said to Loach while closing the electronic screen.

"Okay..." Loach's excitement has not yet subsided, and his tone suddenly became cautious: "What kind of price do I need to provide?"

The robot's eyes examined Loach, and the dazzling red light swept across its body.

Being looked at like this, the loach became more nervous and took a step back in fear.

"It will cost a lot to exchange the sacred object, right?" It asked cautiously, its fat little fins pressed against its body.

The robot did not speak, still looking at it coldly, and the red light continued to scan it.

Seeing this, the loach prepared to take a step back again.

"Don't move." The robot's cold voice made it freeze in place.

Just like that, it trembled and was scanned by the robot for a long time.

Finally, the red light disappeared.

The robot picked up the electronic screen again and displayed a strange thing on it.

It was a white thing that looked like a shell, but it was covered with black ink.

What was strange was that the black ink was still swimming and changing, sometimes chaotic, and sometimes changing into a regular pattern.

"Is this something of your race?"

"Yes." The loach looked at the electronic screen and nodded.

"What race are you?"

"The Loach Tribe."

"Can you find this thing?"

The Loach looked at the robot strangely: "Of course, this is the fish scales we shed."

Hearing the Loach's answer, the robot nodded and spoke again:

"Ten pieces of fish scales, in exchange for the sacred object, bring it next time."