Mal was broke. And bored. And annoyed. He spent all of the last job's money on some Alliance-quality food. He and everyone else on Serenity have been traveling for about three weeks in a row. And River stabbed Jayne...again.

"Cap'n! You better look at this..." Wash said. "Okay! Be there in a minute!" Mal called back. This better be worth it, or I swear I will rip his gorram head off...

When Mal got there, he saw something...jingren*. It appeared to be some sort of block, with similarities to Earth-That-Was. Oceans, distinctive continents...the whole 9 Ma*.

"I think it's some sort of planet we forgot to terraform." Wash said. "No, it looks too...weird to be a planet." Mal replied. "Any life signs?"

"Yeah...a whole bunch...but only one human." "Well, at least we can try to trade with 'em." Mal replied. "Better to have some money than to be dirt poor."

"Yeah..." Wash replied. "I'll try to land there".

♢

When Serenity landed, a building made from pure iron was in sight. "You sure this is a good idea, Mal? This might be a trap..." Zoe said.

"Stop being such a Danxin you.*" Mal replied. "This planet has been literally untouched by the Alliance, so there probably ain't no traps here."

As Mal and Zoe came closer to the building, they heard an array of sounds; A voice with a distinct British accent, an odd Huh-huh noise, and a dog.

The two veterans slowly opened the front door, guns drawn. There was a clay pathway that turned right at the end of the hall. At the end of the hall, they peeked through the door window.

In the next room, they saw a man in his mid-twenties, who had a British accent. He was wearing goggles, and a black jacket, with gold knee and elbow pads. And a man with a large, bald head with a lab coat on. Next to him was a dog who was...undead.

"Hao*...I think they mean no harm." Mal said. "Put your gun away." Zoe obliged.

Mal opened the door. "Hey...we was just here to find some trading to do."

The man in his twenties spun around. "Wait...who are you?"

"I'm Mal...and this is Zoe."

"Oh, hi! I'm Dan, this is Trayarus, and that is Grim." "Huh." Trayarus said.

"Do you have anything we can trade with you?" Mal asked. "Yeah!" Dan replied. He went to a box in the kitchen. Under his breath, he said "...I swear, guys this isn't me...".

When he came back, he had some gold ingots in his hand. "Here...take these." In exchange for 20 credits, Mal and Zoe got some valuable metal that they could sell.

After they left, Mal said, " Well, that went well. I thought we would be dead now." "Good thing we aren't..." Zoe replied. As the sun set, the two ex-soldiers headed back to their ship.


Chinese Dictionary:

jingren: amazing

9 Ma: nine yards

Danxin you: Worrywart

Hao: Okay


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