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Eleven City, robot store.
It had a vast array of robots for sale, whether for domestic use, security, or humanoids... as long as you had money, you could buy them.
"Qian Wanyang, do you know who runs these stores?" Wang Hao glanced back at the storefronts on both sides of the street. In this city where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, owning a store was like having a hen that laid golden eggs.
"These shops are rented by mercenary corps from the adventurer's guild to the Eleventh Branch and then managed by the clubs there. I heard the annual rent is at least a million Contribution Points," Qian Wanyang explained.
"Adventurer's guild? Mercenary corps? Clubs?" Wang Hao pondered. If he remembered correctly, the adventurer's guild was one of the five major forces of the interstellar federation and was made up of a bunch of fearless civilians.