Chapter 1 The Truth Revealed

After listening to the miner's explanation, Fang Senyan and the others finally understood the problem. It turned out that the probability of obtaining the Aladdin's Lamp Fruit was already a small one, and to make matters worse, Fang Senyan's mother space had to be in a dormant state when they obtained it, which was an even more perverted small probability event.

The appearance of treasures like the Aladdin's Lamp Fruit, even if other spaces were well aware of it, and of course coveted it, but Fang Senyan's mother space, Noah C, had just devoured a similar space, and could be said to be notoriously fierce. No space dared to directly provoke it at this time. The combination of these two coincidences formed the current situation:

Space C, which had the right to purchase, was sleeping and couldn't sense it. Although the other spaces could sense it, they didn't have the guts to poach!

However, doing nothing was obviously not in the interest of everyone, so there was the miner's indirect probing.

"Unfortunately, although the conditions offered by other spaces must be very generous, I have no intention of trading with them," Fang Senyan said seriously. "Because, the other spaces definitely don't have what I want."

The miner asked curiously:

"What do you want?"

"I want my former teammate to be resurrected," Fang Senyan said lightly. "His gene sample should only be available in Noah C space. Other spaces can't possibly get this thing, unless they are deliberately betraying us."

The miner pondered for a moment and said:

"Theoretically speaking, that's right, but there should still be a way. Your teammate should have been injured, right? It's possible that other spaces might have obtained some samples while collecting combat information. Are you really not considering...? Ah!!!"

The miner suddenly let out a shrill scream, a scream that directly reminded people of something more terrifying than death, such as castration... Then, Eve's unclear projection was released from Fang Senyan's Nightmare Imprint. She said lightly:

"Contractor 1018 will no longer consider it. But you, if you don't consider getting the hell away from my people, then your status as a non-combat contractor won't save you!"

Faced with this situation, Fang Senyan smiled wryly. The miner didn't dare to fart and immediately disappeared in a fluster. Looking at Eve, who was looking at him, Fang Senyan shrugged and handed her the Aladdin's Lamp Fruit.

Eve said:

"Your wish is to resurrect Mogansha, who died in the 2012 world? Are you sure?"

Fang Senyan said seriously:

"I'm very sure. What I'm most worried about is that you can't do it."

Eve said:

"I am only a branch consciousness now, and the main consciousness is still dormant, so I can't fulfill your wish immediately. You have to wait until my main body wakes up to see your old teammate if his information is not lost in my database."

Fang Senyan's heart suddenly tightened, and his face immediately became extremely ugly:

"I hope this is just a joke! And this joke is not funny at all!"

Eve said lightly:

"I'm just telling you something that has a probability of happening, although the probability of it happening is not high. I think you can see that guy in about a week at most."

Fang Senyan breathed a sigh of relief:

"This is the best news I've heard."

*

The following time passed quickly, and the final battle between Aziz and Number Seven was already completed, appearing unremarkable.

The one who fought Aziz was a woman with Na'vi blood from Pandora. The weapon she used was the longbow that appeared in the movie, which only the Na'vi tribal leader could wield!

Even this longbow had received the blessing of Eywa, and was like the G-spot before advancement, belonging to the pinnacle of legendary weapons, only separated from a lower-grade divine artifact by a membrane.

Such a bow, coupled with powerful dark arrows, in front of Aziz, was... a complete defeat!!

Perhaps, as Aziz himself said, as long as it wasn't overwhelming strength, he was the undefeated symbol in a duel with a ranged class! This kind of conceit, although it sounded arrogant, was not blown out of thin air, but accumulated from real battle achievements.

Fang Senyan estimated that Aziz, this war genius who used firearms, had entered a realm similar to that of Feng Qingyang when he was still an ordinary person, otherwise, how could one person with one gun fight against the most powerful country in the world?

Although this kind of thing seemed to have been done by a Mr. Bin Laden, it should be known that Uncle Bin Laden himself was a member of the Saudi royal family, with personal assets of over 800 million US dollars, and only his siblings of the same generation in his family numbered fifty-two. The wealth of the entire family exceeded 30 billion!! Such amazing wealth and a huge network of relationships combined were the reasons why Uncle Bin Laden could live freely for so many years, and was finally killed at the age of fifty-three.

Aziz's reputation as "America's Enemy Number One" was solely earned by him alone with a gun!

Fang Senyan, who watched that battle, was also deeply moved. Aziz used his only advantage - range - to the point of perfection in the battle! The two people stayed in the duel arena for more than thirty-four hours, but the actual confrontation time was only seventy-four seconds. What was even more depressing was that the female shooter on Number Seven's side had no chance to shoot at all!

Having a divine artifact was useless. What kind of helplessness was this kind of embarrassment?

Perhaps only when facing a pervert like Fang Senyan would Aziz have a feeling of helplessness. In the end, it was Fang Senyan's invisible disease that gave Aziz the biggest headache. Once infected, various non-fatal but endless negative states would follow. What was even more disgusting was that Fang Senyan was also an MT, which meant that he had many opportunities to make mistakes!

Therefore, although Aziz had never fought Fang Senyan, he knew Fang Senyan's strength very well. He had simulated countless battles in his mind, but unfortunately, he had never won once in the simulations. The frequent situation was that he knocked out half of Fang Senyan's health, and then he was approached, and then... there was no then.

Everyone was still staying under the power of Prince Pambaru. Life was extremely good every day. Caviar, red wine, steak, and even beauties of various skin colors were available if needed. Fang Senyan and his group were also powerful and not afraid of the other party's conspiracy.

Eve told Fang Senyan that Noah C space would wake up in a week at most. Six days had passed since then. Just as Fang Senyan lit a cigar and began to daydream about the resurrection of the black brothers, suddenly, a long-legged beauty in uniform walked in and said politely:

"Your Excellency, the Prince has just returned and has something very important to discuss with you."

Fang Senyan responded with an "oh" and didn't pay much attention to it. At this time, the relationship between the contractors and the empire was very similar to the relationship between immortals and mortal royalty in cultivation stories. There was cooperation, but psychologically there was a natural sense of superiority. Even if Prince Pambaru used nuclear weapons or particle cannons, the Flesh Armor could instantly transfer himself to Earth or the auction house in another dimension...

With this mentality, Fang Senyan walked into Prince Pambaru's office.

There was no one inside. The uniformed beauty whispered:

"Please wait a moment," then poured him a glass of water, then walked out and closed the door.

This office was very spacious. Take the sofa for example. It didn't look outstanding, but when you sat down, you immediately sank softly. Then the back of the chair leaned over, and the internal massage device was like countless small hands, relieving people's fatigue. The atmosphere of the entire office was like this, but it was not luxurious, full of efficiency, simplicity, and of course, a comfortable atmosphere.

Fang Senyan felt that he had waited a little too long, but when he thought of Prince Pambaru's status, he estimated that he had to put on makeup, wash his face, put on airs, and create a scene before coming out to meet someone, which was excusable. Just as he was thinking this, his gaze stopped on the transparent glass window next to him.

A series of silent pictures were always playing there, with lines of small text prompts below.

In this era, this was originally a very common technology, which even ordinary people could enjoy. The difference was that Prince Pambaru's was high-definition and had a better 3D effect.

Initially, what appeared on the screen was just a dot.

The prompt below was: Starting Point.

Then, this point began to split, one into two, two into four, four into eight... until the entire screen was full!

At this time, this screen full of points was called the Base Point.

Then, the camera zoomed in quickly, and then, one point exploded!!

When he saw this, Fang Senyan was still at a loss, but then, the scene that followed made him almost jump up from the sofa.

That point was an explosion in a completely empty space, but after the explosion, it actually began to condense and grow into planets one by one. Trillions of stars were formed in the explosion...

At this time, the camera zoomed out again, and it was discovered that countless base points were undergoing the same explosion, and then taking shape!!

The subtitles below began to read: The origin of the universe is also the origin of life.

After this line of subtitles was completed, it disappeared from the screen, and then the next line of text was: Why is life a luxury in the universe?

This sentence was very accurate. In the vast universe, the number of planets that can possess life is definitely very small. Among trillions of stars, there are less than a hundred planets with life, and planets with intelligent life are even rarer. Describing this proportion as a luxury is somewhat of an understatement.