bioinnovel Chapter 461 Wife, someone wants to buy my mecha!
Chapter 461 Wife, someone wants to buy my mecha!
Zhang Yan carried the soup bowl upstairs. Nie Qingcheng had changed into a loose sweater and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching a tablet, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders.
Without looking up, she pointed to the seat next to her.
Zhang Yan sat down, brought up the private message from the anonymous user, and handed it to her.
Nie Qingcheng glanced at it, her gaze lingering on the question, "Do you sell mecha blueprints?"
She put down the tablet, took Zhang Yan's phone, and swiped her finger across the screen, scrolling through the chat history and the anonymous user's profile page.
"Registration date, one standard day prior," she read softly.
"It's the same timing as the Earth Access Observation Protocol (EAEP)," Zhang Yan added.
Nie Qingcheng returned the phone to him, leaned closer, rested her chin on his shoulder, and her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
"He wants the blueprints to prove that our mecha technology is a rare commodity to him."
"Or, it could be a high-value product."
Zhang Yan nodded. "He proposed exchanging it for advanced technology from a higher civilization."
"Dimensional stabilization technology." Nie Qingcheng's voice carried a hint of amusement. "It sounds like bait tailor-made for us."
"He knows that our barrier has just been built and its foundation is unstable, making us most vulnerable to attacks from higher dimensions."
"So, this is a trap?" Zhang Yan asked.
"Not necessarily." Nie Qingcheng straightened up, picked up her tablet, and her fingers flew across the screen. "It could also be a well-timed business probe."
She pulled up a blank memo and began listing items.
"First, the fact that the other party knows our barrier score proves that he has the authority to see public data and is not a nobody."
"Secondly, he specifically asked for the mecha blueprints, which shows that he has a very urgent need for 'auxiliary equipment'."
"Third, the price he offered, 'dimensional stabilization technology,' is exactly what we need. Either he has accurately calculated our pain points, or... he is truly sincere."
Zhang Yan looked at her focused expression on her profile, and the aroma of pork rib soup from the kitchen seemed to still linger in his nose.
"What do you want to do?"
"Reply to him." Nie Qingcheng looked up, her eyes gleaming with the light of the eve of a business war, "but not according to his rules."
She pushed the tablet in front of Zhang Yan.
The memo contained only two lines.
"We don't sell blueprints, we sell finished products."
"Exchange conditions: high-level life-extending potion, or spatial folding engine technology. You can inspect the finished product first."
Looking at these two lines of text, Zhang Yan could almost picture Nie Qingcheng making decisions on multi-billion dollar projects in this tone at a board meeting.
"Selling only finished products is to protect our core technologies from being leaked."
"Life-extending potions are a necessity, and the space folding engine is a backup plan for going to Proxima Centauri in the future," Nie Qingcheng explained. "Letting him inspect the goods first is to put the initiative in our hands."
"What if he disagrees?"
"That means he's not sincere and just wants to get something for nothing." Nie Qingcheng tapped the screen with her finger. "Let's not do this deal and just leave him hanging."
"Okay." Zhang Yan replied without hesitation.
He picked up his phone and, following Nie Qingcheng's instructions, sent the reply word by word.
Zhang Yan: I don't sell the blueprints. I can sell you a finished product so you can inspect it.
[Zhang Yan: In exchange, either a high-level life-extending potion or a finished spatial folding engine.]
After the private message was sent, the other party fell silent.
Nie Qingcheng wasn't in a hurry. She leaned back on the sofa, picked up her tablet again, and continued reading the financial report as if nothing had happened.
About five minutes later.
"bite."
A private message notification sounded.
[Anonymous User: Sure, how do I get the finished longevity potion?]
Nie Qingcheng leaned over for a look, a smile playing on her lips.
"They've taken the bait."
[Anonymous User: I'll send you a method for creating a 'Spatial Delivery Anchor Point.' You can activate it using your 'Heart of Heaven' as an energy source; it's very simple.]
The other party quickly sent a data packet.
Zhang Yan clicked on it, and the system immediately began analyzing it.
A warm feeling welled up in my chest, and the data flow instantly formed a three-dimensional model in my mind.
It's not complicated at all. The core is to use the energy of the Heavenly Craftsman's Heart to tear open a miniature wormhole at specific coordinates and deliver matter point-to-point.
"I'm going to the lab." Zhang Yan stood up.
"Be careful," Nie Qingcheng cautioned. "Only send over one of our obsolete models; don't show off the good stuff."
"clear."
Underground laboratory.
Following the analyzed blueprints, Zhang Yan mobilized the energy of the Heavenly Craftsman's Heart and used a small piece of spare Mystic Crystal as a base.
Golden energy threads spilled from his fingertips, wrapping around the mystic crystal and inscribing complex rune structures in the air.
In less than ten minutes, a palm-sized hexagonal platform, seemingly made of pure light, floated in mid-air.
"Spatial delivery anchor point completed." System notification.
Zhang Yan thought for a moment and retrieved the earliest assembled mechanical dog from the storage warehouse.
This mechanical dog, in terms of both armor and firepower, is far from meeting current needs and has long been obsolete, gathering dust in the warehouse.
However, its craftsmanship still retains the meticulous traces of the workmanship he undertook.
Perfect for testing the waters.
He placed the robotic dog on the delivery anchor point.
Please enter the delivery coordinates.
Zhang Yan entered the coordinates sent by the anonymous user.
[Coordinates confirmed, delivery initiated.]
The hexagonal light platform suddenly lit up, the light extending upwards and enveloping the entire mechanical dog.
The next second, the light, along with the mechanical dog, vanished into thin air.
The laboratory returned to silence.
Zhang Yan stood there, looking at the empty delivery anchor point, waiting for the result.
This transaction was less about the life-extending potion and more about testing the depths of this "cosmic sea".
He wanted to see whether Earth's "9.6 points" was a ticket to a new world or a piece of flesh that would attract sharks.
Three minutes later.
The hexagonal delivery anchor point, which had dimmed, suddenly lit up again without warning.
An even brighter light emerged from the void, and the outline of a metallic object slowly solidified within the light.
The other party returned the items.
A metal tube, about thirty centimeters long and as thick as a wrist, lay quietly on the delivery platform made of light.
The tube has a strange blue color, as if liquid stars are flowing inside, and the surface is seamless, as if it were a single piece.
Zhang Yan did not immediately reach out to touch it.
"System, scan."
[Scanning for target object...]
[Composition analysis: Unknown alloy, unable to be determined. Energy reaction: Stable, non-radioactive, no threat.]
[High concentration of life energy detected... In-depth analysis underway...]
[Analysis complete.]
[Item Name: Tier 3 Gene Optimization Fluid]
[Effects: Reshapes the life gene sequence, significantly enhances cell activity and regeneration capacity, extends basic lifespan by 500 years after use, and permanently maintains bodily functions at peak condition (25 years old).]
[Directions for use: Oral administration.]
[Note: This potion is effective against civilizations below level three.]
Extend lifespan by 500 years.
Zhang Yan stared at the words and paused for a moment.
He had expected the other party to offer something valuable, but he hadn't anticipated such a direct and effective "hard currency."
For a civilization that has just escaped the threat of extinction, nothing is more precious than time.
He carefully picked up the metal tube; it was icy cold to the touch, yet he could feel the immense vitality it contained.
Zhang Yan turned and left the laboratory, quickly going upstairs.
In the living room, Nie Qingcheng was still looking at her tablet, but she was clearly distracted, her gaze occasionally drifting towards the stairwell.
Upon seeing Zhang Yan come up, she immediately put down her tablet.
"How is it?"
Zhang Yan didn't say anything, but handed the blue metal tube in his hand to her.
Nie Qingcheng took it, glanced at it, and then looked at Zhang Yan.
"What is this?"
"Third-order gene optimization solution." Zhang Yan repeated the system's analysis results.
Upon hearing the phrase "extend lifespan by five hundred years," Nie Qingcheng's fingers tightened sharply around the metal tube.
She stared at the pipe for a few seconds, then looked up at Zhang Yan with a complicated expression.
"You go first," she said.
"You can use it," Zhang Yan replied without hesitation.