He needed it greatly.
With this iron ore, he could upgrade the train once more, which meant he could do many things.
"So, what are your demands?"
Chen Mang asked bluntly. Such a considerable fortune, it was impossible that the Cultivation Civilizationās century-old foundation would hand it over without a demand. But as long as the price wasnāt too excessive, he could accept it.
...
"Only one demand."
The Celestial Secret Pavilion Master looked at Chen Mang and said slowly: "The first demand is that these resources will not be given to you all at once, but divided into eight parts, and you need to marry a woman from each of the eight forces we represent."
"A total of eight women."
"They are all carefully nurtured celestial maidens of recent years, well-versed in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. They wonāt let you feel wronged."
"Every time you have a child with one of the women, we will give you one portion of the resources."
"Altogether eight portions."
Before Chen Mang could respond, the Pavilion Master explained: "I hope you can understand that this is the entirety of the Black Tortoise Civilizationās heritage accumulated over a century, and itās a bet on the future of the Black Tortoise Civilization."
"We cannot ensure that, after your rise, you wonāt burn the bridge after crossing, or abandon us."
"We need something to bind us together."
"Among these eight children, seven can join your civilization, but only one child needs to join our āBlack Tortoise Civilization.ā"
"This is trillions of resources."
"Itās not a loss for you."
He added this last part fearing Chen Mang might refuse, although he regretted it right after saying it, realizing they appeared somewhat weak.
"..."
Chen Mang calmly looked at the eight people in front of him and remained silent for a long time before softly saying, "Letās go, Iāll take you somewhere."
Saying this.
He turned and walked towards the refrigerator.
Biaozi and others followed.
And the Celestial Secret Pavilion Master and others exchanged glances and followed as well.
...
The next moment ā
When everyone pushed open the refrigerator door and came out, they were already in the train compartment of the Constant Star Train.
The Celestial Secret Pavilion Masterās pupils slightly shrank. He didnāt feel any spatial fluctuation; he didnāt have the sensation of passing through a wormhole. How did they suddenly teleport to a place? What kind of method was this? He had traveled through other civilizations but had never seen this skill from other Train Captains.
"Do you see that thing?"
Chen Mang, leaning on his cane, stood in the compartment and casually introduced, pointing to a screen: "The Special Tool āStar System Map,ā which few in the Kasha Civilization Federation possess. It allows real-time viewing of planetary and civilizational movements within a hundred thousand light-years."
"Over there is the screen of the āTarget Detection Radar,ā which can observe the real-time movements of all life forms and trains within a 0.1 light-year range."
"Very useful after reaching Level 200."
"Thereās the āRadar Shield,ā also at Level 200."
"That single bed over there is Level 200, and the fridge you see is also Level 200, as is the āAIā in the train."
"The āXiaolvā sleeping on that single bed over there is an S-class potential Level 100 Stellar Giant Beast, a Star-devouring Beast, not yet fully grown. Once it matures, its battle state will be 0.1 light-years wide, feeding on stars."
"But even with its current strength, itās an easy task to annihilate a Level 1 Civilization."
The Celestial Secret Pavilion Master and the others looked at the scenes inside the compartment, their eyes growing more and more astonished. Although they were cultivators, they were also quite knowledgeable about trains. They clearly understood what the concept of level 200 components was.
It was almost an unattainable level.
Almost no Level 1 Civilizationās train possessed Level 200 components.
This not only required astronomical amounts of Murphy Stone but also extremely exaggerated resources.
Even advanced civilizations were unwilling to spend Murphy Stone on some useless components, like a āsingle bedā or a āfridge.ā
And here.
Even the bed used for sleeping was Level 200, and the value of just this bed was already immense.
Even those standing behind like āZhou Shenā and others were full of shock. They had joined the Constant Star Train for a while, knowing it was powerful, but Master Mang had never given them a detailed introduction of the component levels, and they had no idea that these components were all at Level 200.
How much resources would this consume!
Biaozi and Old Pig lightly coughed, following behind Chen Mang.
The Constant Star, although always very low-key.
But this didnāt mean the Constant Star was weak. The newcomers to the train had no idea whatsoever of its terrifying potential.
...
Chen Mang didnāt introduce much more, just mentioned briefly, and then left the compartment, heading to the rear carriage.
Introducing along the way.
"The train armor is Level 102, basically capable of withstanding direct bombardment from the main guns in a cosmic war three days ago."
"Thatās the āMoldy Bread Slice Production Line,ā also Level 200, was the main food source when the train started, later used under certain special circumstances when living supplies became abundant."
"This āClothing Production Lineā is also Level 200, with great effect."
"And that āCoca-Cola Production Lineā is also Level 200. The Coca-Cola it produces has effects similar to the āBone Marrow Cleansing Pillā in your civilization, but its cleansing effect can reach 100%. According to the plan, Iām intending to make a name for myself at the Alchemy Master Convention and then sell them off in large quantities."
"Over there, the āArmed Black Hole Robot Production Lineā and the āRobot Research and Development Centerā are also Level 200, capable of massive Burst Soldier production with just a small amount of resources. The batch of robots I gave to Zhang Qiudao were produced here."