Zhang nglong's statent left them all speechless.
Indeed, they really hadn't put in much effort at all!
Since entering the spaceship, they had been either fleeing for their lives or crying for help. In fact, for this expedition, Zhang nglong alone could easily have entered the spaceship by himself—the others were essentially just bystanders!
Even if it weren't for Zhang nglong, let alone entering this place, they probably would have lost their lives by now.
According to their agreent, if contributions were to be compared, then Zhang nglong could almost claim 100%. All of today's findings should belong to him.
But who would be willing to accept that? Everyone here had suffered heavy losses this ti. So countries had several powerful psychics die, while others had gone bankrupt because of Zhang nglong's extortion.
Especially the Supernatural Alliance from Arica—out of eight super-psychics, six had died, and Otto himself had been conned out of ten billion US dollars by Zhang nglong. If he didn't bring sothing back today, he'd be so angry he might develop breast cancer. What kind of human suffering was this?
Yet, the robot barring the way made them all shrink back.
What a joke, just one of those things could wipe them all out. Although they didn't believe Zhang nglong would really attack, no one dared to take the risk.
"Mr. Zhang, we all admit that you've made the greatest contribution this ti. However, having co all this way and suffered such losses, you can't possibly let us go back empty-handed, can you?"
"Yes, after all, we did form a team this ti. You're eating at; surely it's not too much for us to drink a little soup?"
"Mr. Zhang, you take half of the stuff here for yourself, and we'll divide the rest. If that really doesn't work, you take sixty... no, no, seventy percent!"
"How about this, Mr. Zhang? You pick what you want first, and whatever's left after you choose, we can have."
They had lowered their stance quite a bit. Groveling so humbly, Zhang nglong should give them so face, shouldn't he?
"Why should I?" Zhang nglong laughed. "Did I owe you sothing in my last life? You just say the word and I'm supposed to give it to you? Where's my dignity then?"
Zhang nglong continued, "I risked my life, endured hardship to get here, and you want to take half of my haul just like that? Isn't that a bit too much?"
"Risking your life?"
"Enduring hardship?"
The psychics looked Zhang nglong up and down; with his floral shirt, baggy shorts, and flip-flops, he completely looked like he was on vacation.
From start to finish, where did we see any sign of you risking your life? We're the ones who actually ca here at the risk of our lives, okay?
You didn't even scratch your skin, and you made a few hundred billion dollars. And you still have the face to complain here?
"Captain ng, please speak!" Zhang nglong was impervious to influence, so they could only turn their gaze to ng Tianhe.
Actually, ng Tianhe was also sowhat conflicted; he could never have dread that the situation would turn out like this, depending entirely on Zhang nglong from beginning to end.
To be honest, he didn't want to share any of the spoils this ti, but among these countries, many had friendly relations with Huaxia, so completely annihilating them wasn't the best choice either.
"nglong, maybe leave them a little sothing?" ng Tianhe suddenly felt pity for these people for so reason.
"As you say," Zhang nglong nodded.
At once, everyone looked at Zhang nglong with hopeful eyes, waiting for his distribution.
"Since Captain ng has spoken, I'll give Captain ng so respect. From all these items, Huaxia will only take 90%; the remaining 10% you can have!"
Although they could only take ten percent, the warehouse was so huge, ten percent of the supplies would still not be a small amount.
They could see all kinds of robots, tools, equipnt, weapons, and many items they couldn't recognize, but surely they were all valuable goods.
"But, you can't just take things for free!" Zhang nglong said with a smile, "You have to pay for them!"
"Pay for them? Spend money again? We have no money left!"
"I get it now, this Zhang nglong is not here to assist with the exploration; he's damn well here to make money!"
"Quiet!" Zhang nglong spoke up, "If you don't have money, then scram, and don't even think about taking anything! You really don't know when you're well-off. Could you even buy these items outside, even if you had the money?"
Zhang nglong continued, "Any item here could easily be decades or even centuries ahead of this era's technology. If you were to follow the normal research and developnt process, how much ti would you need to invest? How much money would you have to spend? Now, these ready-made items are presented to you, and all you need to do is analyze them to understand their principles and structure. What is that? That's knowledge!"
"Think about it carefully, you're buying knowledge with money, what a cost-effective deal!
"The dean is wasting his talent not going into direct sales, must be from a ho shopping background, right?"
"Exactly, talking about knowledge... I'm just an ordinary person, I choose money!"
"You can tell your vision is limited just by looking at you. How valuable is knowledge? I wonder if the dean will give us a share of the profits."
...
They understood the principle, but they were sowhat financially embarrassed at the mont.
"How about this," Zhang nglong said, "I won't charge by the item. I'm now selling tickets for 100 billion US Dollars each, everyone enters with a ticket, and whatever you can take, no matter how much, is yours. You can use whatever tools you want, and as long as you can carry it out of this door, it's yours. How about it?"
After so consideration, this was the only option they had left. Did they even have any other choice?
As Psychics, their strength was a hundred tis that of ordinary people. So even more powerful Psychics could easily lift tens of tons on their own. As long as they chose the right items, the 100 billion US Dollars would allow them to take back a great deal of valuable goods.
Especially Bruce, who could control gravity, was able to reduce the weight of an entire area to just 10%. The amount he could carry out was more than ten tis that of normal people!
"Ask the higher-ups for money!" They were truly out of funds, and since they were representing their organizations and countries on this mission, it wouldn't be wrong for the organizations and countries to foot the bill, right?
Especially since you must know that the Second World is separate from the secular one, including the financial independence of each country's Psychic organizations. Psychic organizations are inherently expensive, so their headquarters are usually filthy rich.
Although the headquarters were surprised at why they had to pay Zhang nglong, the Psychics didn't have much to say. They could guess that sothing must have co up.
Hadn't they suffered enough losses at the hands of Zhang nglong already?
"Hahaha, thank you, boss, may your business thrive!"
"Co on in!"
Zhang nglong began to welco his business enthusiastically.
"nglong, aren't you afraid of them taking away sothing valuable?" ng Tianhe asked with a worried face.
Even if he wanted to sell them sothing, they should at least first see if there were any valuable items before deciding.
"Don't worry, it's all just scrap tal," Zhang nglong replied, "Just stuff from a Level Two Civilization, nothing of value."
On Zhang nglong's part, let alone sothing from a Level Two Civilization, he could get his hands on items from Level Three, Level Four, and even the legendary high-level civilizations, as long as he had the materials from those civilizations. He could still manufacture items of a Level Two Civilization."
"But we can't just take these things away," ng Tianhe said, "I'll go and give a heads-up to the higher-ups, and have them send a couple dozen transport planes over."
"No need!" Zhang nglong shook his head. Let them carry stuff first. After they're done, we'll pilot this whole thing back to Huaxia!
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