Weyland Was the Most Valuable Commodity

In Elizabeth's imagination, things shouldn't be like this.

At the very least, it shouldn't be a great "creator," but rather like a student who has made a mistake, groveling and fawning.

Yes, that's right!

It's an expression of groveling, fawning, and obsequiousness!

Why was Elizabeth so certain?

The reason is simple: when she and her boyfriend went to Weyland for investment, the expression on their faces was exactly the same as that of the "Creator"!

God knows how much psychological trauma they suffered in those short ten minutes.

As for Weyland, who was full of hope, he truly experienced what "despair" meant.

He had found the "Creator," but the situation was not as he had imagined.

Fortunately, Weyland, having traversed the world for many years, immediately understood the intentions of the "alien life," and thus remained calm.

Isn't it all about loyalty?

No problem, absolutely no problem!

As long as it can extend his lifespan, loyalty is a no-brainer; we can always deal with that later.

This brings us to the flexible bottom line of a businessman. Weyland's bottom line is especially flexible. He's almost at his breaking point. Let alone loyalty to alien life, he wouldn't hesitate to betray humanity.

"By the way, what's this spaceship called again?"

Alvin stroked the spaceship's cockpit, his eyes filled with joy.

Although it was a bit hard to accept at first glance, the thought that it would soon belong to me made it much more palatable.

Its name is "Master of the World".

Viggo seemed to be gradually accepting his fate as a "prisoner of war," and very proactively began to introduce the various functions of the spaceship to Alvin.

As the mainstream small spacecraft of the "engineer" race, it is shaped like a U-shaped semi-enclosed ring, flat overall, with a diameter of about 300 meters.

The entire spaceship was genetically modified. In human terms, it was like the spaceship "grew up from a small size," much like cultivating a plant. This can be seen as a manifestation of the "engineer's" biotechnology.

It is equipped with a small faster-than- Light-Speed Engine, enabling it to travel through the universe at several times the speed of light.

The Master of the World's hull is far harder than the metal of the Weyland Corporation's spaceships. In the movie, when they collided, the human spaceships exploded, while the World Master only crashed.

Afterwards, the female protagonist and David piloted the "Master of the World" again, flying towards the "Engineers'" lair, "Paradise Star."

Therefore, it is clear that the Master of the World's acquisition of the spaceship is undoubtedly the greatest gain to date.

"If you wish, I can bestow upon you the World Master."

Viggo, true to his "engineer" title, possessed a quick wit no less than a human's. "Of course, you'll need to allow me to pilot the Master of the World back to 'Paradise Star' first."

In fact, Viggo didn't even consider a small spaceship a threat.

If we can return to Paradise Star, barring any unforeseen circumstances, there should be another "mothership-class" spaceship there, a hundred times the size of the "Master of the World".

Hovering above the Paradise Star is a spaceship larger than the Master of the World.

Unfortunately, what Viggo didn't know was that Alvin, who had seen the movie and knew the details, already knew about the giant mothership docked in the ceremony square on Paradise Star.

Although the mothership is much larger in scale than the Master of the World, it unfortunately lacks any firepower and serves only as a "port" for docking.

Therefore, Alvin wasn't very interested in that mothership. Besides, it wouldn't be worth it if they really pushed him too far.

"Alright, I grant you permission to pilot my spaceship back to Paradise Star."

Alvin nodded slightly, agreeing to Viggo's suggestion, but added, "Of course, I want to go to Paradise Star with you. You don't have any objections, do you?"

"No comment."

Viggo was used to it, and besides, what right did he have to offer any opinions?

"By the way, there's something I need you to do for me." Alvin looked at him kindly and said in the engineer's language, "I need a way to control other living beings."

Viggo wasn't surprised at all; in fact, he found it quite reasonable. "Of course, for us engineers, this technology is very simple. All it takes is implanting a nanobiota to completely control the other person's biological nervous system. If you need it, I can give it to you now."

As expected of a niche race specializing in biology, they can just take this thing like that?

"I'll get one for that old man when we get back."

Alvin said to Viggo.

"No problem."

Viggo nodded.

Thus, the perfectly legitimate conspiracy was accomplished.

"Alright, let's rest and regroup at LV-223 for a day, then head to Paradise Star."

Alvin quickly devised a plan, then turned to the others and said, "Now that everything has been resolved satisfactorily, everyone should return to the spaceship. I happen to have something to discuss with Mr. Weyland."

"It is my honor, Mr. Alvin."

Weyland was secretly delighted, thinking to himself that he hadn't guessed wrong after all.

However, when Alvin and his group, leading Viggo who was clearly not human, returned to the Prometheus, everyone, including Captain Haneck and his crew, as well as his illegitimate daughter Vicks, showed signs of fear and even resolutely refused to open the hatch.

Of course, this minor issue was quickly resolved after Alvin shattered the airlock with a single shot, prompting Vicks and the others to display a remarkable speed of change, giving them a "warm" welcome.

Elizabeth was placed in a fully automated medical pod due to extensive burns.

Ford, a biologist, looked miserable as he held the jar of "Xenomorph embryo" frozen in liquid nitrogen, responsible for taking care of the "things" inside.

The only one who was somewhat reluctant was probably Viggo.

His height meant he kept bumping his head while walking around the spaceship, and the chattering humans around him made him feel irritated; he wanted nothing more than to crush their heads.

Weyland returned to his wheelchair and went with Alvin to the secret compartment.

"Sir, I'm willing to give anything to extend my life!"

As soon as he entered, Weyland couldn't wait any longer, staring at Alvin with a fervent expression.

He didn't have much time left to live, and this mission yielded nothing. If there's no further progress, he'll likely be hanging on the wall soon.

"For example?"

Right now, Alvin has his life in his hands, so there's no time for him to worry.

"I can transfer all the profits of the Weyland Corporation to you!" Weyland said this not because he was foolish, but because he was very clever.

The Weyland - Tanggu Company is vast, encompassing countless industries. Even if it were handed over to aliens, wouldn't they still need to manage it themselves?

"I don't need your company."

Alvin shook his head; mining, industry, and the like meant nothing to him at the moment.

What about Bioroid technology?

Weyland seemed to have made up his mind, gritting his teeth and saying in a deep voice, "The Bioroid technology is my greatest achievement in life. I can give you the complete Bioroid technology in exchange for a method to extend my lifespan. Is that alright?"

"Not enough."

Alvin continued to shake his head.

It's like a gambler at a casino table who holds a winning hand and has to squeeze every last drop of value out of his opponent!

"Faster-than -Light-Speed Engine! Atmospheric modification technology! Whatever you want, I can give you it all!"

At this moment, Weyland resembled a gambler who had lost everything, completely disregarding all consequences in order to prolong his life.

Finally, Alvin seemed somewhat moved. Looking at the flushed Weyland, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. "Actually, what I value most isn't the technology, but you. Peter Weyland, you are the most valuable 'commodity'."

"I pledge my allegiance to you, Mr. Alvin."

Weyland smiled too, because he knew very well that after saying those words, the other party wouldn't let him die.

As the extraterrestrial beings said, he, Peter Weyland, single-handedly created the colossal Weyland - Tanggu Company Corporation that spans the universe; he is the most valuable commodity!

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