Player B hurriedly asked, "How much exactly does your Immortal service cost?"
"We will deploy trade teleportation points. You will find out then. Are you willing to trade with us now?"
"Of course we are. Please deploy the trade teleportation points immediately. And deploy several of them," Player B insisted.
He wanted to be the first to undergo Immortal transformation.
Then he realized that he was poor.
He only had a mortgaged apartment, not even a car bought on loan.
How could he afford it? Such a trade would only benefit others, like that male university classmate beside him.
But at least he had a tiny chance, didn't he?
He was that kind of rational person.
If it had been some impulsive emotional fool, they would have chosen to tell the trade ship to get lost, ensuring that no one got any benefits.
After mulling it over, he did not withdraw the request.
"Very well. We will deploy the trade points immediately."
Soon afterward, an astronomer looking through a telescope exclaimed in surprise, "There are tiny bright spots hurtling toward our planet. They are clearly much faster than that spacecraft."
At the same time, other observatories saw the scene over the internet, and an uproar immediately erupted.
"XX Observatory, we have detected a large number of unidentified flying objects heading for Earth!"
"The end of the world is here! I can see them too!"
"I asked my robot whether it was afraid of meteors falling. It said they would not hit it anyway, so it was not afraid. I'm speechless."
"Haha, destroy it all! This world ruled by machines should just be destroyed! Hahahaha!" Someone had gone mad.
"The day has finally come. Aren't robots ruling us? Let's see how they deal with the end of the world!"
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