"Go back? This thing can still be started up?" Meng Tianhe had never even considered the possibility of driving this huge object back to Huaxia.
Let's not even talk about how it's currently buried thousands of meters under this iceberg, not to mention whether it still has energy or if it can be started up at all. Even if the thing was undamaged and sitting on the surface, not just anyone would have the skills to drive it away.
"There shouldn't be a problem," Zhang Menglong said with a face that took it for granted, "Level Two civilization's spaceships can easily travel through the cosmos, often facing collisions with asteroids and other celestial bodies, so they're very robust. Even if there's some damage, nine times out of ten it won't affect the onboard equipment."
"Plus, since the robots inside can be activated, that means at least a little bit of energy is left. And even if it's all gone, it's no big deal, because these big guys can usually recharge themselves using geothermal or solar energy, so I don't think there will be any problem."
"You could tell me right now that you built this thing and I'd believe you!" Meng Tianhe laughed, "Is this your first time inside? You understand this thing even better than those old Russians."
"Stuff from a Level Two civilization, this is all basic knowledge. In my school, you can learn this by the second grade."
"Now I'm getting more and more curious about your school," Meng Tianhe said, unable to imagine what kind of place could teach such knowledge.
It was no surprise that Zhang Menglong could master the technology of a civilization far superior to Earth's, casually win Nobel Prizes, and make Earth's top scholars worship him with just a few words.
As for believing in science?
They, the Psychics, were already beyond what conventional science could explain. You're telling me to believe in science?
"What are you doing?" Meng Tianhe noticed that Zhang Menglong had started typing out code rapidly. On his screen, besides a small line of code windows, there was a slowly spinning red sphere, "Is this that Artificial Intelligence you invented?"
"Yes," Zhang Menglong nodded, "A lot of things don't actually require my hands-on effort. I've already gained the highest control of this spaceship. It's highly automated. Once I transplant it into the spaceship's control system, I'll be able to freely control everything here!"
"How long will it take?" Meng Tianhe's eyes blazed with excitement. Once Zhang Menglong had the control, the spaceship would practically be theirs!
As the text was translated and transformed, a massive amount of information appeared on the computer.
"This should be a colonization and exploration spaceship, powered by chemical and curvature drives. According to the journey log, it seems to have crash-landed on Earth after encountering some kind of accident. The ship's warehouse mainly contains a large number of construction robots and supplies."
"Wow, not a small number of things here, with a total of ten warehouses. This is just one of them," Zhang Menglong's eyes gleamed, "Let me check the inventory list."
"Weapons, radiation-proof clothing, robots, building materials..."
"Other than the spot where we entered, the spaceship has hardly any damage."
"Initiate the geothermal charging mode. The energy use efficiency is not bad at all. Charging for two hours should be enough to restart the nuclear reactor. Level Two civilization has its merits too."
"This is what we saw first!"
"Hmph! We all came in together; who says what you saw first is yours? I could say we saw it first!"
"Bastards, you dare to strike first?"
"It was you who were unreasonable first!"
Zhang Menglong and Meng Tianhe were still chatting casually when suddenly a commotion broke out inside.
"What the heck, what the heck? Causing trouble on my turf?" Zhang Menglong walked into the warehouse, and immediately, the two clashing teams of Psychics stopped in their tracks, "Have you all lost your minds? Fighting over some stuff? Can't we have world peace? Have you thrown the principle of peace advocated by our country out the window?"
"Mr. Zhang, it's them being unreasonable. We had already started moving the stuff when they claimed it was theirs first!"
"What do you mean you started moving things? We had people watching the whole time, and you just started taking things. It's clear that you were the unreasonable ones!"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Zhang Menglong quickly shouted, "You're not going to settle anything by arguing . Everyone thinks they're in the right. It's really troublesome for me too."
"Menglong, we really do need to figure something out. Everyone obviously wants to take the most valuable things, and it's bound to cause accidents."
"That's easy to handle!" Zhang Menglong said, "Since that's the case, we'll go in turn, allowing only Psychics from one country at a time. That solves it, doesn't it?"
"But who's willing to wait their turn? Wouldn't all the good stuff be gone by the time those at the back get in?"
"Then let them compete on their own merits!" Zhang Menglong chuckled, "Whoever has the ability, gets to go in first!"
"Won't that still end up in a fight?"
"Hahaha, I love watching fights, front row to the showdown!"
"I knew there would be a show, so I even brought my folding chair."
"Fight! Start fighting already!"
The students of Super God Academy got excited as soon as they heard there was a fight.
"What fight, what fight?" Zhang Menglong gave everyone a look, "Do you know what my dream is? World peace!"
"So what do we do now?"
"Nonsense, I call the shots now, so of course I get to set the rules!" Zhang Menglong flashed a sly merchant's smile, "That 10 billion US Dollars just now was for an admission ticket, and now we begin the auction for the order of entry into the warehouse!"
"Zhang Menglong, have you gone crazy for money?"
"I'm not forcing anyone to buy or sell," said Zhang Menglong with a wronged expression, "If you're not willing, I can refund you, but I can only refund 80%; I've already incurred labor and technical costs on my side!"
"What kind of cost justifies 2 billion US Dollars?"
"This damned swindler!"
Although they really wanted to get rid of Zhang Menglong quickly, it had to be said that under the premise of avoiding violent conflict, his proposal was indeed the best solution.
Whoever has the money just falls into the trap; no problem at all!
Lacking the guts to start a conflict, if they walk away now, they'd directly lose 2 billion US Dollars and return empty-handed. Whoever walks away would be a fool.
"Throw... I mean, please escort them out!"
Over 20 robots moved simultaneously, and those Psychics had no chance to resist before being thrown out of the warehouse; one by one, they were furious, yet they dared not speak out.
They knew very well that Zhang Menglong was just extorting them, yet they were powerless against it. Frustrating, isn't it?
"Now begins the auction for the first entry slot, with a starting bid of 1 billion US Dollars! Each bid must be at least 1 billion more; let's start now!"
After a few seconds of silence, finally, someone called out a price.
"2 billion US Dollars!"
"3 billion US Dollars!"
"3 billion US Dollars for the first time!"
"58 billion for the third time!"
"Congratulations to America's Supernaturals Alliance for winning the first entry slot with a bid of 58 billion US Dollars!"
"Now we begin the auction for the second sequence slot!"
"Quick, add it up, how much money did we make today?"
"Earned 37 billion from membership cards, 1.9 billion from single rescues, 51 billion from selling elixirs, 12 billion from tickets, 142 billion from auctioning entry order, totaling 243.9 billion US Dollars."
"Hahaha, we're rich, we're rich!" laughed Zhang Menglong, "Tonight, I'm treating everyone to foot massages at Wangyi Footpath!"
"Dean, aren't you being a little too stingy? Wangyi Footpath is yours, with branches now even overseas; you're not being generous!"
"Throw in an extra 100 million US Dollar scholarship per person!"
"It's not about the money, really; I just like foot massages."