Auction Solar System

In 2145, a curtain covered the solar system. Humans think it is a prison. It's actually the fence of the auction house. Rating: F-. Starting price: one resource star. After the transaction is completed, it will be split into slaves, experimental subjects, and genetic materials. The end of civilization. My name is Lu Chen, a scrap recycler in the Rust Belt. My dad left me a talking piece of metal. It said: Your father was killed by "price". You are next. I said: Then I will cut the human price list until it breaks. In 294 years, the entire universe will witness—— The most worthless civilization refuses to be auctioned.