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Chapter 413 Go, the endless treasure is in that sea of ​​stars!

If you want to ask where is the easiest place to obtain information, it is naturally the tavern.

The west area of ​​the Tiangong base is not only used as a port, but also has a commercial street. There is a commercial street, and of course a pub is indispensable.

Unlike the tavern on the ground, the tavern here is in the passage.

There is only one gate, and the name of the store stands beside the gate. The rest is a unified appearance, a uniform black and white color scheme, which people jokingly call the coffin board.

In a tavern called the Count of Monte Cristo, people from various spaceships dragged their tired bodies here to look for alcohol and romantic encounters.

People sat together in twos and threes, drank a few glasses of beer, and naturally began to talk nonsense. Then, the topic fell on the one hundred tons of gold that had just appeared.

"Hey, did you hear about it? A spaceship brought back a hundred tons of gold!"

"I think it's fake! Tnd, if there are four grams of gold in one ton of ore, then it is considered a rich ore, one hundred tons of gold! According to international industry practices, it is considered a very large gold mine, and it will take many years to dig it out. of!"

"I think so, and I heard that it was after smelting. It is said that they went to the Oort Nebula. Unless they were very lucky and hit an asteroid full of gold nuggets as soon as they landed, they would definitely get it. Not so much gold!”

"One hundred tons! One hundred tons! That tnd is enough for several lifetimes!"

"How many lifetimes? Some smaller countries don't even have a hundred tons of gold reserves!"

"It's okay. Let's put it another way. One hundred tons of gold is only five and a few cubic meters, a very small lump!"

"Five point cubic centimeters... tnd I don't even have a few cubic centimeters!"

"You are so miserable? No, among the older generation of pioneers, who doesn't have a few kilograms of gold in their hands? Why are you such a bad guy?"

"I just look older. If you count the age of a pioneer, I just arrived last month!"

"No wonder!"

"Speaking of which, how many minerals did they mine for these one hundred tons of gold?"

"I don't know, but maybe they were lucky enough to stumble upon an asteroid rich in gold!"

In the midst of the commotion, a big man drank the beer in one gulp and slammed the glass in his hand onto the table.

"A man who stands upright, how can he talk about others behind their backs?"

"Come on, let's go and ask him if he was worshiping Professor Mo's statue when he went out!"

The big man was very capable of action. He dropped the cup, turned around and walked out. Several people behind him looked at his appearance, hesitated a little, and followed him.

However, before they could leave the tavern, they were stopped by the tavern's security robot.

"Hello! Please pay for the beer you drank, thank you! If you don't pay, the kitchen is over there, go and wash the cups yourself!"

The security robot pointed out the location of the kitchen very thoughtfully, and at the same time, it also exposed its iron arm.

The silver-white metal simulated arm looks like a muscle, but is actually just an iron lump. It is a relatively poor model, but it can be used to hit people.

The big man weighed the security robot's fist, sighed, turned and walked towards the kitchen, shaking his head and reciting poetry as he walked.

"As the saying goes, you will die before you leave the army, and that's what happens!"

More news is being passed around, and the parties involved are being interviewed by the person in charge of the Tiangong Base.

Zhang Yang, who has been in charge for more than ten years, has gray hair, but his eyes are extraordinarily bright. The so-called worldliness is not worth mentioning in these eyes.

After being looked at by these eyes for a while, Chris felt uncomfortable all over, and all his initial plans were destroyed. "Chris Altley, an American, a trainee in the 12th batch of the Pioneer Camp, heading towards the Oort Nebula in the direction of Capella [-]."

"You said you wanted to see me about something important. You probably wanted to talk about the route of the Oort Nebula!"

"Mr. Zhang has a sharp eye, and he really can't hide it from you!"

With a flattering tone, Chris took out a data disk, held it in both hands, and handed it to Zhang Yang.

After taking the data disk and taking a look at it, Zhang Yang handed it to the programmer next to him who was responsible for the star route.

The programmer took the data disk and walked to the hall next to it. In the hall was a circular sunken space.

Directly above the space was a circular star map. Chris glanced at the name next to it, Interstellar Route Map.

The programmer put his hands in front of him, facing the interstellar route map, and began to make modifications and adjustments.

The big ball started to rotate, and part of the data fell in front of the programmer, which was empty.

The data in the data disk is exported by the programmer, undergoes data conversion, and then imported into the new starry sky virtual route map.

After a while, there were some asteroids in the empty space in front of the programmer.

These asteroids vary greatly in size. According to the scale, they range from a few hundred meters to a hundred or two hundred kilometers.

After completing all the processes, the programmer stood aside and waited quietly. After about ten minutes, a cold electronic sound sounded.

"The data addition is completed. The direction of the star Capella and the position of the asteroid in the zyxdkhdtu12546 area have been marked. Please check carefully!"

Hearing this prompt, Zhang Yang came to the route map, opened it with his own authority, checked it again, then turned around and stretched out his right hand towards Chris.

"Thank you for your help. If we rely on ourselves to locate these asteroids, it will be very troublesome. Thank you for your efforts. Now you can go and collect the bonus?"

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, Chris did not leave, but continued to stand where he was. When Zhang Yang looked at him, he immediately said: "I would like to ask Mr. Zhang to announce my rights to this star field!"

Zhang Yang, who stopped when he heard this, slowly turned around and pointed to the passage not far away: "Don't worry, there is a corresponding certificate at the place where you received the bonus!"

"Then you only need to spend a little money to start a server-wide broadcast and let the whole world know that you have corresponding power over this star field!"

"Of course, you can also choose not to open it, then we can only put it on the official website and wait for those people to see it for themselves!"

"After seeing it, they may pass by, or they may not, it's your choice!"

Gritting his teeth and being cruel, Chris responded loudly: "I want to hold a server-wide broadcast!"

Ten minutes later, while the people at the Tiangong base were still debating whether one hundred tons of gold was true or false, an unexpected broadcast sounded on their general channel.

"Chris Artelli, the captain of the Flying Golden Arches, certified today's route map. According to the committee's bill, he will receive 50.00% of the income in this area!"

"Captain Chris hereby sincerely invites experts from all walks of life to explore this star field and dig out more gold. The contact information is as follows: 1685..."

While Chris was making announcements, Zhang Yang was also making announcements to the ground.

Mo Yu's Dyson sphere has been verified and now requires a large number of people and equipment.

It’s time to start the great space immigration!
"There are endless treasures in the endless sea of ​​stars, go and pursue them! The treasures are there!"

(End of this chapter)