"Sorry, folks, we're going in first!" Otto had obtained the first entry slot to the auction, and I must say, the Supernaturals Alliance's budget is quite generous."
With Bruce in tow, Otto strutted into the warehouse with a posture full of bravado.
"We need to figure out a way to fleece them again!" Seeing their deanor, Zhang nglong knew they hadn't been hit where it hurt. If not their money, whose money should he take?
"Dean, I've got a great idea!" a student from Super God Academy whispered into Zhang nglong's ear.
"Hahaha, that's wicked, I like it!" Hearing the plan, a smug smile reappeared on Zhang nglong's face.
"It's all thanks to your excellent teaching!"
...
"Why aren't they coming out yet?" Otto and Bruce had been inside for almost an hour, and the people outside were getting impatient.
"Mr. Zhang, this isn't working. If they don't co out, we can't just keep waiting here, can we?"
"Exactly, it's all about what you can find based on your skills and insight!"
"You all make sense!" Zhang nglong shouted towards the warehouse, "Mr. Otto, an hour is up, your ti is up!"
Zhang nglong sent an instruction to the robot, "Get those two out!"
Upon receiving the command, two robots imdiately entered the warehouse and, seconds later, two figures flew out and crashed heavily to the ground.
"Zhang nglong, what do you an? We've paid, why are we being thrown out?" Otto looked displeased.
"Sorry, Mr. Otto, but your hour is up. Your ti is up."
"What? Ti is up? Since when do we have a ti limit here as if we were getting a foot massage?"
"I can't be blad," Zhang nglong said, "Look, you've been inside so long, everyone's anxious, and you can't always stay inside, right?"
"Fine, so can we at least take out the stuff we've picked?"
"Then you need to add more ti!"
"Add... add ti?" Otto's face expressed absurdity.
"100 billion for the entry fee plus 580 billion for prioritization, that's a total of 680 billion, here's where you pay."
"What? Pay again?" Otto imdiately objected, "That's robbery!"
"Mr. Otto, speak with a conscience!" Zhang nglong said, "Everyone's ti is the sa, wouldn't it be unfair to give you a few extra minutes?"
"Unfair!" Seeing the mbers of the Supernaturals Alliance get the short end of the stick, people from other countries naturally didn't mind giving them a kick while they were down.
"See, I'm just representing everyone's opinion this ti."
"Can't we just add the ti proportionally?" Otto continued.
"I'm afraid that won't quite work," Zhang nglong said, "Do you add half an hour when you go to a spa? Surely, it's always a full hour increase!"
"How about this!" Zhang nglong knew how to moderate, "I'll give you a special extension this ti, just charge half the price, let you in for another 30 minutes, how about that?"
After taking a deep breath, Otto really wanted to slap Zhang nglong's face into mash, but recalling the robots behind and considering his terrifying strength, he imdiately lost his nerve.
"Alright, half it is!"
...
With Otto's lesson learned, every psychic was racing against ti. After several hours of hustle, they all erged carrying their finds.
Every psychic brought out several tons worth of stuff. Frankly, due to the sheer difference in the social and cultural structures of their civilizations.
Apart from knowing these things were parts of a spaceship, including so weapons and robots, they had no idea what the rest of it was, so they just grabbed haphazardly. Whatever looked big and impressive, they took.
"Hahaha, looks like we, the Supernaturals Alliance, scored the biggest haul!"
Bruce and Otto coordinated as they were the two most powerful psychics, capable of lifting tens of tons with their re bodies. Together with Bruce's gravity domain, the items they brought were comparable to those brought by a dozen psychics.
"Hahaha, it looks like we've reaped the most rewards this ti!" Otto and Bruce proudly surveyed their haul.
Although the items they brought were heavy, there weren't many of them; the largest being a tal cabinet over three ters long and sothing that looked like a spaceship.
The other psychics looked on with envy; that little spaceship seed like sothing right out of a sci-fi movie, akin to an ergency escape pod or a life-support capsule.
Even if it wasn't a whole spaceship, the technology involved was definitely high-end, capable of extended space travel—now that's impressive.
As for the cabinet, they guessed it was probably the life-support capsule from the spaceship, because they had found a few skeletons inside that looked half like alien creatures.
They presud when the spaceship crashed, its inhabitants had jumped into this capsule to save their lives.
The included space technology, life-support technology, engine technology, material technology, and more, were all priceless treasures if only they learned a little.
"Damn it, they found so good stuff."
"There's a lot of it, but it's too heavy. We can't move it, and we can't leave our other stuff behind. They got lucky!"
"I don't even know what this is, but it must be valuable."
...
"You guys..." When Zhang nglong saw those items, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha, gentlen, you really know how to pick! You guys are geniuses!"
"Zhang nglong, what do you an?" Otto, seeing Zhang nglong's gloating expression, instantly felt a chill, wondering if they had chosen the wrong items.
"This is a great thing!" Zhang nglong said, walking over to what looked like a lifeboat, "An automatic, intelligent entertainnt physiological circulator, a leisure product of a Level Two civilization, exclusively for the wealthy—you guys really know how to enjoy life!"
"Physiological circulator? What is that?"
"Hmm, that's what they call it in Level Two civilizations. Translated into our language on Earth, it's an automatic entertainnt toilet!"
"Toilet?"
"Pfft!"
"Hahahaha! You guys put in so much effort, just to bring out a toilet?"
"I couldn't find any propeller or engine on this flying machine; I thought it was anti-gravity powered!"
"Toi... toilet?"
"Yes, surprise surprise," Zhang nglong laughed, "This thing's not cheap in a Level Two civilization. You can play various gas while taking a dump—see this main control panel? It contains a host of motion gas, like our net novels' ga pods and helts. All in a toilet!"
Otto's expression turned uglier than if he had eaten dung. The thing they had worked so hard to find turned out to be just an entertainnt product? Although it had high technology content, entertainnt technology was still a notch below practical technology.
"As for this," Zhang nglong patted the square box, "don't you think this thing looks familiar?"
"I've seen it in sci-fi movies; it's like a life maintanence system!"
"Exactly, that's what I think too."
"Too bad there's only one left, otherwise I would have definitely taken one."
"Pfft!" Zhang nglong couldn't hold back his laughter, "What life maintenance system? This is a coffin with automatic navigation, automatic cremation, automatic burial, music playback, anti-decomposition, among other features!"
"What? A coffin?"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha, good thing there aren't more."
"They actually carried a coffin and a toilet?"
Zhang nglong patted Otto's shoulder, "Mr. Otto, taking a coffin back with you doesn't seem very auspicious, does it?
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