MTL - Become The Guard AI Of The Lost Civilization After Transmigration-Chapter 8 sent

  Chapter 8 released

  The sudden scene change in the VIP room made Li Wenyuan instantly alert, and then gradually realized.

  The alien named Brainin in front of him probably regarded the synthetic man under his control as an emissary from the omnic civilization.

  Omnic civilization is a civilization composed of intelligent machines. They are generally Gestalt consciousness. The entire civilization is a derivative of a huge consciousness. Only a small number of special individuals have semi-independent consciousness.

  After all, in the interstellar era, the bionic skin on the synthetic human surface does not have much blocking effect, and it is easy to be discovered that it is actually a robot.

  After careful consideration, Li Wenyuan decided to continue according to their ideas.

  If they can make them think that the person sitting opposite them represents a "civilization" rather than an "individual", then his living environment should be much safer.

  He is not afraid to speculate on the interstellar society with the worst malice.

   "...The process has been arranged." Li Wenyuan imitated the program voice he often heard in the virtual world, and saw the expression of relief on the opposite side of Bu Ning.

   Immediately afterwards, he asked his first question in a deep voice: "So, can we ask first, how much living metal do you have that you can sell?"

  As one of the most scarce and rare metals in the interstellar world, living metals have always been priceless and almost monopolized in the hands of a few larger universal companies. Only scattered output comes from interstellar adventurers.

  Although Kribo has strong strength, it failed to get a share in this aspect because it started too late.

   Therefore, when the news of the outflow of living metal from the No. 13 enclave of this border galaxy came, the top management of Cribb immediately paid attention to it.

   And when they discovered that it was not an adventurer who took out the living metal, but an omnic from the omnic civilization, they immediately felt that they had found a treasure.

  Except for those mysterious ancient civilizations in the interstellar world, no civilization will let go of the living metal they got.

   Not only because of its rarity, but also because of a certain technology related to the advancement of civilization... There must be enough living metal in stock.

   Li Wenyuan, who was thinking about it, decided to use some methods that might be used by omnic civilization to display the living metal he brought.

I saw that the prosthetic eye light of the synthetic human moved slightly, and it actually shot out a projection beam, projecting a square silver metal to the center of the meeting room, and marked a lot of data beside the projection, regardless of the group of aliens People can't understand it.

  Seeing that Breining's pupils shrank, he said with disbelief, "So a big piece? This amount...it's close to the output of the entire Milky Way in a year..."

   Li Wenyuan naturally heard this surprised voice, and immediately became very curious about this metal.

   After all, on the scale of the universe, this cubic meter of living metal is not even comparable to sand. Why can it attract competition among interstellar civilizations?

  Although curious, the synthetic man under his control remained expressionless, and even the signal did not change.

  The fuzzy projections of the top executives of Ke Ruibo also shook, and seemed to be whispering.

   After a while, Breining seemed to have received an order from the higher-ups, and offered to propose:

"We are very willing to conduct transactions with you, and are willing to purchase unlimited live metals at a premium of 50%. If you are willing to entrust our Kribo trading company as the exclusive seller, the price can be raised to 200%. What do you think? ?”

   "A 200% premium?" Li Wenyuan in the virtual world was speechless for a moment, lamenting that living metal is really a lucrative commodity, and at the same time rejected Blaining's proposal.

  He himself doesn't know how to produce this thing for the time being, what if he wants to use it in the future?

   And he understands the truth of not revealing money. If this interstellar company confirms that it is indeed capable of supplying living metal in batches, it may attack him in the next second.

   Li Wenyuan's answer seemed to be within their expectations, and Breining continued as if nothing had happened:

"Although it's a pity that we couldn't reach this agreement with you, Corebo will always be your best trading partner. Then the energy coins purchased for this batch of living metals will be transferred to your civilization's credit account through Interstellar Bank, Or will you carry it away by yourself?"

  Account? shipped away?

  Li Wenyuan, who controlled the synthetic human, was stunned for a while, and after thinking twice, he decided to answer like this:

   "...do not accept energy coins for the time being. Target requirements: Kailis standard reinforced alloy; level 3 energy core; Zello."

  He is not clear about these transaction processes now, but he understands that the less he exposes his information, the more other civilizations can look at him with speculative thinking instead of doing it right away.

  He plans to directly pull the resources back to the home planet, and then not go out for at least 50 years, and then go to the interstellar to have a look after holding back a big one.

  After he said the raw materials for repairing the "fourth-level singularity" of the energy facility on the home planet, the entire conference room fell into a strange atmosphere under his words.

   Not only did Breining look at the synthetic man with a look of surprise, but even the projection of Cribb's executives shook, as if there was an argument because of his needs.

  But seeing Breining couldn't help but confirm again: "You mean, you need the reinforced alloy of Kelis standard, and...Zero?"

   "..." The strange situation of these people made Li Wenyuan in the virtual world nervous, and nodded subconsciously.

   This time, everyone in the conference room looked at each other, and Breining said in a very regretful tone:

   "The Kelis galaxy was destroyed 5 million years ago, and strengthened alloys are no longer produced, but the Sadev strengthened alloys used in small quantities in today's society can meet the same requirements, and we can provide this."

   "As for Zello..." When talking about this thing, Breining looked up and down the synthetic man with strange eyes.

   "As for the hallucinogenic gas like Zello, you can only ask those stupid idealist civilizations... A reminder in advance, those idealist gods are not as easy to talk to omnics as we are."

  His implicative words made Li Wenyuan a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, but even so, the transaction went on bumpily.

  After the deal was concluded, when Li Wenyuan was about to leave, Breining suddenly came up cordially and extended a hand very naturally, as if he wanted to shake hands.

  Because his posture was too natural, Li Wenyuan held it up without even thinking about it.

   And this time, Breining seemed to be shocked by something, and his eyes were blank for a moment.

   It wasn't until the synthetic man left that he gradually returned to his normal state, and then he fell limp on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

   Immediately afterwards, regardless of his physical weakness, he dialed the communication with his boss.

"…how?"

"It failed. The hacking program in my body was like being thrown into a black hole, and there was no response. Not only that, but I also had a premonition of being anti-hacked. If I hadn't interrupted the links of all prosthetics in time, the existence behind him might Already connected to the network here."

"...It's a terrifying civilization. Even the curator's hacking skills are ineffective? No wonder you can take out so many living metals at will. It seems that you can't do it by following the clues to find their source... You should hurry up and replace the prosthesis, In case of a back door they might have left."

   "I'm already doing this..." Breining skillfully removed the mechanical prosthetic body on his body, and at the same time arranged for his subordinates to bring new parts.

   Then he seemed to remember something, and asked with some doubts: "...according to your order, I tested him with a 'handshake gift', and he didn't show any abnormalities. Is there any problem?"

  The boss on the communication equipment side was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "...There is no abnormality, but the biggest abnormality..."

   "...5 million years ago...Kelis...Zero..." He muttered these few words, and suddenly seemed to have a certain guess, so he asked in a deep voice:

   "...what do you say he calls himself?"

  Brenning was taken aback by the sudden solemn tone of his boss, and quickly replied: "He said he was a 'guardian'."

   "Guardian..." The boss at the other end of the device suddenly showed a stunned expression, and then, like a quiz, asked Breining:

   "Observer, Watcher, Far Traveler, and Silent... You should know the four names, right?"

  Brenning also hastily replied:

"Of course, these are the four most mysterious civilizations in the galaxy. No one knows when they existed. They only know that they are at the level of gods in terms of economic strength, technological strength, and military strength. Ordinary interstellar civilizations are in their eyes. Not even as good as an ant."

  "...That's a good answer. Most of the living metals on the market come from them, so that the hope of civilization's promotion will not be cut off..."

  Brenning understood every word of the boss, but it seemed like he didn't understand at all. He didn't know why he said that.

   Immediately afterwards, the boss said in a relaxed tone like telling a story: "When I was young, I used to follow my grandfather on an adventure among the stars, explored many galaxies, and saw many interesting things..."

  “What impressed me the most was a mural with a history of tens of millions of years, which told the story of a great civilization fighting against cosmic threats.”

  “The ending of this story is that this civilization mysteriously disappeared from the universe, and no one knows where they went.”

"And the 'handshake ceremony' is what I learned from this mural. It is an action that expresses 'kindness'. In the entire galaxy, apart from us, it seems that there will be no second civilization using this etiquette. "

  The words of the boss made Bu Ning gradually have a good guess in his mind, and his expression became more exciting at this time: "Could it be that..."

   "...Although it's just a guess, don't you think—" At this point, the boss paused for a moment before teasingly said:

   "—Is the name 'Guardian' very similar to those mysterious civilizations?"

  Brenning was startled, and immediately became confused: "But why does a civilization that has reached this level still need to trade resources with us? Shouldn't they lack everything?"

  The boss at the other end of the communication equipment let out a chuckle and explained: "The way of thinking of the omnic civilization is different from ours. It is difficult for organic creatures to understand what they think in their hearts."

   "And have you forgotten? We 'hired' them to do the deal, not them asking us for it."

   "Their so-called 'needs' may even be just a little collection hobby."

   "After all, you need the omnic of 'Zello'...It sounds outrageous no matter how it sounds, doesn't it?"

  Brenning also suddenly realized, and agreed: "You are right, this product of the idealist civilization is indeed too outrageous for the materialist world view, and it is an existence that every materialist despises."

   "...In short, this omnic civilization named 'Guardian' is a mysterious civilization similar to 'Observer'. Add them to our friendly—no, VIP list."

  "If you see their omnics again, you must spare no effort to give them preferential treatment and try to make a good impression on them."

   "If we can have them endorse us...even if there is only a little gift, it is enough for us to become famous in this galaxy."

   "As for those guys who stepped on us..." The boss sneered, and then said slowly:

   "Sooner or later, they will understand who is the biggest trader in this interstellar world!"

The boss's stern words made Brianin shrink his head slightly, but soon he smiled again, because he had seen that this "guardian" civilization sent him to A beautiful picture of a gift.

   And he, too, will become a man of the hour at Core Bo, rising steadily until he reaches a position he never imagined.

  (end of this chapter)