The bustling trading center, filled with a dazzling array of goods, provided a leisurely shopping experience. Zhang Yuan couldn't help but lament that humans were still materialistic creatures, finding an inexplicable joy in purchasing things.
Lin Xuanyuan looked at the heavy stone in Zhang Yuan's hand and couldn't help but laugh, "Whoever sold you this thing is a genius, they really managed to fool you!"
"Who was fooled? It's just a simple transaction, and it wasn't even expensive."
These service industries were indeed more interesting when conducted by sentient beings. If done by robots, that subtle charm was lost, no matter how intelligent the robots were.
Amusing as it was, Zhang Yuan suddenly felt as if his legs were filled with lead, nearly collapsing from exhaustion, especially while carrying a stone sculpture weighing dozens of kilograms, even though his power armor bore much of the weight...
