After I lost my job, I started to get rich from plane trading.

Although there is a transaction to be made, human life is the most important thing.

Mo Qinglan didn't want people like Ms. Bai to know the source of the goods, so he gave the system energy to charter a starship full of supplies and send it directly to the North.

He had some funds on hand, but it wasn't much. If he hadn't sold something on the black market before, he wouldn't have been able to raise the money for this batch of supplies.

But now giving it away is not much different from going bankrupt, so he has to make up for it in the deal with the radicals.

As for the contaminated area in the north where he supplied the goods... that's what he has in his pocket, and no one can touch it.

A large amount of blood came out of the small treasury and was in urgent need of replenishment, so Mo Qinglan chose Xiaoliu, who came to him every day to ask about the results, to send a message to him, saying that he had contacted the person.

As soon as the radicals heard the news, they discussed the possible conditions proposed by the other party overnight. Unfortunately, because they were using new network channels, these secrets were intercepted and deciphered by the system.

As early as Mo Qinglan proposed to give it a commission on the completed transaction, the system automatically became his monitor, watching every move over there.

It uses its own program to continuously calculate every condition proposed by the radicals, making infinite assumptions, calculating the profit that can be gained from each possibility and how many energy stones it can exchange for the commission.

Mo Qinglan adapted well and occasionally provided some suggestions for the plans given by the system, and even analyzed the trader's personality based on the data.

After successfully "introducing" both parties to the transaction, Mo Qinglan served as a witness and acted as a wallflower, watching Ms. Bai and the system go back and forth across the Internet, and occasionally reminding the system of language traps.

Fortunately, both parties were interested in long-term transactions, so each took a step back and finally it was done.

The system looked at the deposit on the account with joy, withdrew its share and calculated how many energy stones it could buy.

Mo Qinglan did not keep the money, but exchanged it for defense supplies and sent them to the northern contaminated area.

With the system in place, no one can find out who placed the order, and even the route records will be cleared.

When the adjutant receives the goods, he will also use the medicine made by Lawrence to clear the delivery man's memory.

They are allies and accomplices, so there is no need to worry about becoming troublesome.

When the first batch of starships transporting supplies arrived, Zhu Lin was already awake, but couldn't move.

The adjutant threw him into the game cabin to recover, at least to let his brain recover first. By the way, he gave Zhu Lin a list of transactions between him and Mo Qinglan.

Zhu Lin looked at the transaction sheet and the filled empty space, thinking that he was still dreaming.

After the adjutant told him the whole story, he said: Good thing! Come love! Come more!

He would smash the mouth of anyone who told him about the messy rules of the main star.

They have never enjoyed the protection of the main star, and they will never have any bullshit loyalty. They are just a threat from the chips on their bodies and want to survive.

Now that the main star side doesn't give people or things, it's clear that they want their lives. No matter who Mo Qinglan is, if he is given a way to survive, he will never let him go!

The small accessories previously installed on the adjutant's optical brain were also transferred to Zhu Lin. He took the initiative to contact Mo Qinglan to express his attitude.

Mo Qinglan took the opportunity to tell the news that he had sent another batch of supplies, which made Zhu Lin overjoyed.

Well... Literally, he turned his neck to face the outside. After all, he couldn't move. When he signed for the supplies before, the adjutant carried him to the game cabin to sign for them.

But this news is encouraging enough, at least it lets other people in the base know that they still have a way to survive.

Thanks to Mo Qinglan's kindness, the people in the base used their spare time to go to Lawrence to get seeds for planting since they were able to go to the fields, so that Mo Qinglan would not be short of goods.