Wang Dong didn't immediately take it. Instead, he asked, "This lead is far too valuable. I can't simply take it without paying.
"Please tell me plainly, Commander. What price should I pay for it?"
Yang Duanmang waved his hands repeatedly, saying it was a gift for Wang Dong.
But Wang Dong stood firm, insisting that business was business.
In the end, Yang Duanmang shook his head with a wry smile. "Your Excellency Wang Dong, you're far too polite.
"Then let's go by the cost price: one thousand merit points. Take it!"
Seeing that Wang Dong was about to say something else,
Yang Duanmang put on a stern face and said, "That's the price. Add even one more point, and I won't give it to you!"
Only then did Wang Dong let the matter drop.
He paid one thousand merit points and solemnly accepted the lead from Yang Duanmang.
Wang Dong expressed his gratitude once again.
The two chatted for a while longer, growing more and more in sync.
Yang Duanmang even gave Wang Dong a warm welcome aboard his flagship.
At last, they parted reluctantly.
Back aboard the Sky Peng Horizontal,
Wang Dong rubbed his face to clear his head.
Then he gathered the core crew members to discuss the lead he'd received from Yang Duanmang about the red-quality main cannon.
The storage medium containing the lead could only be read a limited number of times and had an anti-copying program attached.
Of course, that didn't mean much.
There were still plenty of ways to bypass its restrictions and copy its contents.
In practice, this arrangement served more to boost its "prestige."
It was a form of packaging.
The group first examined the storage medium.
``` Otherworldly Civilization: Cybertronian Civilization (Silicon-based Civilization), 1,506,303 years of history
Civilization Level: Level 8