I don't have a system but I have a hammer

"Sell? Don't think about that kind of thing..."

Looking at Erha's concerned and worried face, I put down the teacup, smiled and comforted...

"Let's not talk about how much energy blocks Honghe Technology is worth. Whether people are willing to exchange source energy for it is a question. Besides, 1.4 tons of source energy is enough for me to complete my mission. Please help me calculate, how long can 1.4 tons last? "

"No, no, no, you don't understand what I mean..."

Erha shook his head unwillingly...

"What I mean is that in fact, there are only a handful of civilizations with interstellar navigation capabilities in the entire remote galaxy. On the one hand, this is an issue of energy levels, and on the other hand, it is a power core issue, so I can definitely put..."

"Did you forget about the Destined Ones Conference?"

Seeing that she was still fighting for it, I shook my head and smiled...

"You came back with the second child, right? So you may not know what happened after the Destiny's meeting. Almost everyone who participated in the Destiny's meeting, especially the Destiny in remote galaxies, was given free gifts by the Rolle civilization. I got a technology hard drive, which not only lists a lot of livelihood technology and energy technology, but also a lot of ship manufacturing blueprints, so even if you sell all the Honghe Technology, it won’t be worth a few energy blocks at all, so help me do the math. Forget it, how long can 1.4 tons of energy blocks keep the freezer running? "

"... "

Upon hearing this, Erha fell into silence, and his eyes dimmed a little. It wasn't until I pressed again that I reluctantly gave the answer...

"Excluding wear and tear, it's almost two years, but if it's consciousness uploading, it might be less than a year..."

"Understood…"

Suddenly, I don’t know why, I had the desire to smoke again, so I condensed a particle ballpoint pen, and put it in my mouth like this, looking at the scorching sun hanging above my head, and spent a lot of time After a minute, he asked a question with a deep look...

"Please help me ask, how many energy blocks can be exchanged for one ton of source energy on the market now?"

"what?"

Erha was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the consciousness upload box and freezer that were still being built...

"You don't want to replace all source energy with..."

"Haha, I'm not that stupid..."

I picked up the teapot and poured some water. I shook the yellow tea leaves that had long been brewed, and my eyes were as calm as water...

"On other planets, the role of source energy will definitely be greater than that of energy blocks, but on Earth, energy blocks are more important than source energy. In fact, I have already calculated it. The distance and the time agreed by Tuanzi are at most There are about three to four months left. After I finish chatting with him, he will help me collect raw energy and energy blocks, but due to his own limited carrying capacity, you will have to help me then..."

"So that's it..."

After hearing my explanation, Erha was relieved, but he couldn't help but become curious...

"By the way, what exactly are you going to talk about with Tuanzi? Can't you tell me in advance?"

"nonono~"

I winked pretending to be mysterious, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and signaled Erha to add more tea. I took out the communicator again and reconnected to the assistant...

"Hey?"

"What's wrong? You said..."

"Go and tell the commander-in-chief that I want a ton of source energy..."

"what?"

"Ah what, I don't want to repeat it a second time!"

"Oh~"

"... "

After hanging up the communication, I looked at the scalding tea that had been reassembled, faced Erha's unhappy eyes, smiled and stretched towards the sun...

"Oh my, it's such a leisurely day!"

…………

[Zuo Nanxing, death fighting match scene...]

【It’s crowded and full of spectators...】

[At this moment, the oval arena, which is like the Roman Colosseum, is crowded with gamblers and spectators wearing all kinds of gorgeous clothes. While the crowd is noisy and noisy, they also focus their fiery eyes on On top of the two figures in the center of the venue, the host of the competition was at the same time, introducing information about the contestants hoarsely in the background, and in conjunction with the dance and music on the stage, exaggerating the atmosphere of the scene, every word Revealing enthusiasm...]

"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Central City Death Fighting Tournament rankings. Tonight is destined to be a lively and sleepless night! And the protagonists are the two Glory Death Fighters who have now entered the arena!!"

"Black is currently ranked 97th on the deathmatch list. He is a young player known as Mr. Claw. He is only twenty-nine years old. Although he has only fought in four brawls and three deathmatches so far, Competition, but without exception, he will always be the one who survives to the end, and what he relies on is the ten terrifying steel claws in his hands! "

"Especially the day before yesterday, he and the 96th-ranked Red Bull boxer gave us a wonderful performance in the death match. In less than one round, he tore the Red Bull boxer into two with his bare hands. Half, until now, I still remember the eye-catching scene at that time, so ladies and gentlemen at the scene, can you give me the same applause and cheers as the day before yesterday for our Mr. Claw? "

[At the end of the sentence, the whole audience was excited and applauded...]

[Seeing that the atmosphere was so lively, the host nodded with satisfaction, turned his attention to another person in the competition venue, and picked up the inscription card handed over by the director. He was about to show off his language art again, but suddenly I was stunned by the content above, so I could only ask in a low voice...]

"Hey, are you right? This guy just..."

"That's right, that's right, hurry up..."

"it is good!"

[Confirming again and again, seeing that the director did not mean to tease him or make a joke, the host took a deep breath and focused his attention on the inscription card in his hand again...]

"Bai Fang is a new Death Fighter from the Second Village of Sishan. Mr. Caiqi, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a newbie, because he just passed the audition for entering the city seven days ago. Although he is a newbie, he has He has many auras, but they are enough to make the old man shaken. Not only is his physical skills different from ordinary people, but he also has extremely fast reaction speed. I heard that he also has a huge appetite. Most importantly, he has an extremely tenacious heart as a champion!"

"Yes, you heard me right. Mr. Qi Qi has just finished the audition for entering the city, and his club arranged such a unique cross-level competition for him. You must know that normal death fighters have passed several chaotic games. Only after the fighting match can you be qualified to compete with the ranked death fighters..."

[Unexpectedly, before the words were completely finished, there were bursts of boos and jeers in the stadium, because there have always been countless death fighters who want to rise to the top quickly. In order to become famous, they bribed the event agency and tried to compete by jumping through levels. He became a god, but in the end he died on the field due to lack of strength...]

[So in their opinion, the little-known guy in front of them is most likely this type of person...]

[Including the host who is used to seeing various competitions, he thinks so, but his professionalism for many years allows him to basically ignore the boos from the audience, and he still reads the next paragraph without changing his expression and in a high tone... 】

"In this world, there is never a shortage of death fighters who become famous in one battle. Similarly, there is no shortage of dream chasers who die on the road, and there is no shortage of powerful dark horses. So which category is Mr. Qi? Let us Let’s wait and see!”