"I also know that you will eventually kill Eamon, become the new Xel'Naga, save the entire universe, and transform from a queen into a god." Fang Ze said, shaking the water in the glass.
"I will kill Eamon, but forget about becoming a god." The Queen of Blades shook her head to express her disbelief in what Fang Ze said.
After all, even a queen with all the power in the universe would not believe it if she was suddenly told that she would become the Creator in the future.
"Then let's make a bet." Fang Ze said, "You don't have to worry about choosing the gift for me after you go back. You can wait until you really become a god in the future. Then give me what I want according to my request. s things."
"What do you want?" The Queen of Blades did not worry about whether what Fang Ze said was true. But he wanted to know what Fang Ze wanted.
She had to pay a price if she lost in this bet, but Fang Ze didn't have to pay anything. After all, the Queen of Blades couldn't come back to Fang Ze to ask for a bet.
"I want to ask a question first." Fang Ze did not state his request immediately, but asked the Queen of Blades, "Do the humans in your area have mature nuclear fusion reactor technology for civilian and military use?"
"Indeed." Before becoming the Queen of the Zerg, the Queen of Blades was an agent of the human race and was very familiar with human technology. "However, as a technology that is about to be eliminated, nuclear fusion is basically only used in weapons. If you want reactors and related technologies, I have to look hard to find them."
"Eliminated! Why?"
"Every technological development of civilization has extremely high requirements for energy. Nuclear fusion reactions are still very useful in civilizations that have just been able to conduct interstellar travel. But for civilizations that have mastered the technology of interstellar navigation across galaxies, The energy produced by this technology is just not enough."
Sure enough, the development of civilization is extremely cruel.
The ultimate energy that people on earth dream of is already a very backward technology compared with higher-level civilizations.
Just like humans in the steam age were pursuing how to use coal to burn the most energy, humans in the electrical age have begun to gradually prepare to eliminate this inefficient and polluting way of obtaining energy.
"My bet is simple. If you really become a new god in the end, then I hope the gift you give me will be this kind of technology and physical objects that are almost being eliminated by the humans on your side."
"This bet sounds really simple. I can complete it even if I don't become a god." After hearing Fang Ze's bet, the Queen of Blades suddenly began to believe Fang Ze's statement.
Because this request made by Fang Ze has no gambler mentality at all, and he is completely prepared to get the most useful thing for him with certainty.
"Then let this unfair bet be established." The Queen of Blades did not refuse Fang Ze's request. Her mentality was no different from that of a rich woman who watched the live broadcast and casually threw tens of thousands in rewards to any handsome guy she had eyes for. , purely for the mood.
At this time, the dishes from the Chinese restaurant were also served one after another.
Compared to Fang Ze's more rude eating posture, the Queen of Blades' eating posture is very elegant, although she eats basically five or six times faster than Fang Ze, which is really shocking to others.
At this time, two people came to the table next to them, a white man and an Asian woman.
The international student named Qiao who had served Fang Ze before ran over and asked the white man in English what he wanted to eat.
"I want to eat this and this." The white man was obviously a native of New York, but he answered the international student named Qiao in Chinese, which made the international student named Qiao almost think that he was serving Fang Ze.
The white man was obviously used to the trouble caused by his proficiency in Chinese. He turned over the menu and asked the waiter if a dish was spicy.
"This is not very spicy and is very suitable for Westerners' tastes." Although the international student did not know how this white man spoke fluent Chinese, in order to avoid following the footsteps of the last time he met Fang Ze, he also answered in Chinese. .
"This is not spicy, I don't want to eat it." When the white man heard that the dish was not spicy, he immediately waved his hands and said, "I don't eat anything that is not spicy."
"It seems that people of your own nation are not the only ones speaking Chinese now." The Queen of Blades used an elegant gesture to get rid of the food in a short time that most people would not be able to finish in a hurry, but she did not do anything to these delicacies. make any comments.
"Everything has a development process. As long as you see whether it is making progress all the time, you can determine whether it will succeed in the end." Fang Ze called the waiter to pay the bill, but was embarrassed to find that he had to ask for help before leaving. The little cash Wang Cheng asked for seemed unable to pay the expensive bill at the Chinese restaurant.
As for credit cards, although he had a credit card that could be used for overseas purchases, before coming to New York, he really didn't think that he would need to have a Chinese meal in New York, so he didn't bring a credit card with him.
"Did you forget to bring your money or your wallet was stolen?" The worker surnamed Qiao who had just finished serving the table next to him looked back and saw Fang Ze's hand holding out only a few scattered US dollars. He guessed maliciously .
"Qiao." The Chinese colleague named Qiao, an international student, glared at Qiao, and then continued to stand there waiting for Fang Ze to pay, not in any hurry.
"Wait a minute, can I make a call?" Fang Ze was really not afraid of not having money to pay the bill in New York, so he took out his cell phone and said to the waiter.
"Sure, sir, just call us over when you are ready to pay." The Chinese waiter left after saying this, but the worker named Qiao stayed where he was and looked at Fang Ze and said, "I guess you are also one I don’t know how people smuggled themselves to the United States to make a living. They didn’t even have money to pay for a meal, so they just pretended to be cool in front of me.
I tell you, people like you will be deported by the immigration department sooner or later, but I will stay here for the rest of my life. "
"Although your wish is very bad, everyone has their own ambitions. I am too lazy to scold you." Fang Ze replied leisurely to the international student named Qiao, and then took out his phone and called an American who was in charge of their trip in New York. officer.
Twenty minutes later, just as the Chinese waiter came again to ask Fang Ze if he was ready to pay, and the international student named Qiao was about to call the police, the door of the Chinese restaurant was pushed open.
Several heavily armed American soldiers walked in accompanied by an officer, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Sorry, the update is late. Two more chapters will be updated before ten o'clock. It will definitely not be too late this time! ! ! ! If it's late, I'll wear the clothes AJ wore during the live broadcast to apologize! !
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