"That sucks. I didn't think it was this bad."
Marl sat down on the couch with his skin on as he took off his work clothes. A sensor in the entertainment room captures Marl's elevated body temperature and begins to let out light cold air.
"Yes, it is. At that age, you're making me do such harsh things."
Taro was squirming at her looking grumpy, yet burning that healthy thigh firmly into his eyes. Perfect thin shirt and these are the perfect half pants again. I stretch my nose really hard.
"It's not there. I'm not that old with those kids, either, and it's not unusual. More salvage than that, salvage. All the old waste materials have been melted before. This is unbelievable!!
Marl, who gestures and speaks excitedly. While Taro was surprised by the unexpected answer, he said, "What's expensive?" I asked back.
"Not before the hit. The company I was building was gone over ten centuries ago, and I'm sure you'll be able to reuse quite a few parts."
"Heh, I see. Can you sell it to collectors or museum opponents?
"If we're in good shape, we can go that way. And even if it isn't, you should at least sell it as a part. There's got to be an operating site, and something that's going to cost a lot. I can't believe you melted that... iron scraps are nothing but a bundle of threads. It's only worth a little better than your virginity!! It's useless, inefficient, and unforgivable as a salvager!!
Marl exposes his anger, arms together and roughs his nose. Taro objected as terribly said, or tried to put in a penetration, but was pushed by its sword screen to stop it. Besides, Taro himself didn't think such a thing was worth a penny of dust. Instead, I really want to throw it away early if I can.
"It's rough. What's the matter with you?
From the entrance to the entertainment room, a bella with a face appears as if she had discovered something interesting. I'll tell you what happened to Bella, Marr. When Bella finishes listening as one, she raises her voice like she was impressed with "heh".
"I'm ignorant about salvage, so I didn't know. Was there something older?
"Hmm, I wonder how it went. I didn't see it right, but I don't think it was in there."
"Right. I was hoping for a moment."
To Bella's unexpected words, two eyes round. "Is that what you're interested in, Mr. Bella?," Bella waves with a bitter laugh.
"Not me, then. Our jitteriness. If the old days are drifting, you might have a clue.
"Clue...... that's true. I wonder why I didn't think of that."
"That's nasty. It's a place the Doctor says it's been around for a long time, isn't it? If so... you're talking nonsense. Fast toko, we need to build a market for salvage, right?
Old waste materials are melted and sold. Given the words, Taro felt an unpleasant sweat pouring out on his back. Among the already melted waste materials, perhaps there were valuable materials and clues.
"Well... we have to manage the information somewhere so that we know as soon as something blind comes out."
"With that, you have to make sure it's more profitable than melting and selling. Will you also need a cheap distribution network... No, you can't. It's too big, and it's too broad."
"Whatever it takes... the border is pretty big, and honestly I don't know how far it goes"
Looking at the star chart, two sighing about what's going on. The periphery, as its name suggests, lies outside the human sphere of power and, naturally, its scope is very wide. and population density is spreading thinly,
There are many places where even safe paths are unknown. To Stargate, that was the only thing that existed to the extent of counting.
"It's going to be quite costly… it's a deficit in the forehead that some places can't laugh at. I guess we'll have to narrow it down."
"You can't do that, young lady. I have to do this a lot. It doesn't work. All right? Let's just say the salvage market is lucky to be back on track. I wonder what happens after that."
"... there's going to be a company out there that will imitate you. But if it's just about integrating and aggregating information, maybe that's it. We don't have to do this on our own."
"There's no greed. This guy could be a little bit of a privilege, right? And try getting bullied by some company. I'll be in power in no time, and I'm suspicious if I can get the information out properly."
"Don't think so too...... by the way, what do you mean you'll be surrounded by the law?
"No, no, wait. Weren't you trying to be liberal?
"... whoa, I can't say anything back, and my gaze too cold pierces my heart"
"Leave the joke alone," Taro continues once he turns away.
"It would be realistically impossible for us to do it alone, and I don't think we can find a company to cooperate with at this stage. I was wondering if you'd at best incorporate it as part of your peripheral development?
To Taro's mind, "I don't know if that's reasonable," Bella said. Continue there if Marl is.
"How about we use development around Wyoming as a model case? If we get a little know-how here, we can at least take the lead, whatever money we can give."
"Ah, I see. In the form of selling information? Maybe I can... Oh, yeah. Then..."
Taro hands to the jaw and looks up at the ceiling.
"- Let's do it in a bigger way. Momentum to improve overall distribution as well as salvage products. Then the size is too big for one company to stand out. And over time, we'll be in our favor."
"... on a large scale. Whatever that means, what do you mean we'll be in our favor?
"Hey, did you just leave the shipping to Liza and forget?
Taro laughs and slaps himself in the head.
"Transportation on the route we have here, do you think other companies can imitate it?
"The Alliance Leader of the New Alliance has announced a massive border development... Is it going to be a little urban here, too?
I raised my face from the blurry mobile device that Ramey has been using for over ten years, and said it with a voice that seemed to be largely unanticipated.
"That's what people used to say before, but in the end, nothing changed. Same thing this time."
Sophia raising her face from an empty lunchbox and returning it looking boring. When she took out her device, she confirmed that the break would be over in the next fifteen minutes.
"No, I don't know about that one. You work surprisingly hard, don't you?
A lively voice. As Sophia turned around, a man in work clothes stood at the entrance to the cabin.
"Mr. Taro...... are you done with your work?
"No, not at all. I mean, when I'm around, I get in the way. 'Cause, Mar... oh hon. I was kicked out of Mal. I don't like detailed work."
"Really?"
Sophia wondered if Taro must be the sales rep or something. According to the parent, it seems to be a mechanical repairer, but I have never heard of a repairer who is not good at detailed work.
"Mr. Taro and Mr. Mal are from the city, aren't they?
When Lamy said that, Taro muttered, "I don't know what that is," with a complicated look.
"When you come from in the true sense of the word, can you say that's a city...... hmm, right. Mal's from the city, but unfortunately I'm not. You should ask Mal about the city."
Thumbs up, Taro tilting his neck in the direction where there would be a currently working marl.
"... By the way, is it true you're fixing the ship for free?
Sophia mouths the question I've been feeling a lot more than yesterday. Parent stories say he took on repairs for free in exchange for offering a home. Too ridiculous. Exchange rate.
"Ouch. But if they ask me if it's free in the true sense of the word, then so be it. We're going to spend a long time looking at the condition of the ship and getting information on the changes and processes that have occurred after the repair. You know what? Information is money, right?
Taro makes a circle with his thumb and index finger and peeks into Sofia from there. Sophia gets a small grin when she's a nasty but funny person. She wasn't sure that the information was going to be money, but decided that something seemed to be getting them a fair price.
"Well, if you're not fooled by your parents... Ah"
Sophia pushes her mouth aggressively to words that have been accidentally leaked out. She was frightened that if her parents knew, she would be angry, but Taro meditated on one eye and smiled at me.
"That bald old man, he sounds so loud about the details. It's okay. I'm not telling you."
Sophia strokes her chest down relieved by Taro's offer.
"Yes... I don't think he's a bad person."
"Really? Well, neither the Labor Standards Act nor the Child Protection Act. I don't know what else to do... This is England during the Industrial Revolution. It's the Middle Ages."
"Uh, yes?
I don't understand what Taro is talking about, Sophia tilts her neck and listens back. Rummy looks equally decent.
"Oh, no, no. Nothing. I'm more excited than that, I'm going to the dorm."
"Ha... the dorm, is it? There's nothing there, is there?
"No, you have some kind of longing for living together. I'm gonna have to throw a curly toss or something... oh, yabe. Don't go too far."
"Oh well...... I don't know, thank you from today"
Sophia and Lamy get up from the chair and keep their heads down with pepper. Taro similarly lowered his head and said, "Welcome!!," he raised his energetic voice.
"Then it's time… I'll show you to the dorm after"
When Sophia said that, she decided to go to work with Lamy. I was sick of thinking the boring sorting work was waiting for me, but I felt lighter today than usual.