Qi Wenyuan scoffed, "They're nothing but a bunch of fame-seeking scoundrels, lacking even the slightest bit of scholarly integrity and character."
What exactly is the spirit of integrity among scholars?
Emmanuel and his companions became interested upon hearing the new term.
Sang Ning and the others, "..."
The group exchanged glances, and Gu Shiqian nudged Qi Wenyuan, saying, "Explain yourself."
"You're responsible for explaining the topic you raised."
"no problem."
Thus, Qi Wenyuan began to watch the show while providing commentary.
Meanwhile, the three directors and the director were furious with Megan and his group.
The three, who are usually good-tempered and polite and only interested in academic research and other professional matters, are now enraged, swearing, and even resorting to physical violence.
"Tsk, what a farce."
Seeing that they still hadn't left, Qi Wenyuan, who had finished his explanation, angrily pulled out a megaphone from his spatial storage and shouted, "Everyone on the cloud ladder, get out of here right now, you hear me?"
"If you don't leave now, then don't leave at all. Stay here and cultivate the land."
Upon hearing this, the chaotic crowd froze.
The director of the Center for Human History Research snorted, withdrew his fist, and said angrily, "Get out of here! What are you still doing here? Do you really want to stay and farm?"
His tone was harsh, but his eyes were full of heartache.
His gaze fell on Zhou Weisheng's white-haired face. After a long pause, he managed to utter a sentence, "Old Zhou, why are you doing this to yourself?"
Zhou Weisheng smiled wryly, "I never expected things to develop to this extent."
He sighed and said, "Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now. Take care, everyone."
Before he finished speaking, he turned and quickly left.
"Everyone, please give your guarantee!"
As Zhou Weisheng left, the remaining people followed suit and left one by one.
Soon, everyone was on the starship.
The ladder was put away.
The dean and his group stood on the ground, watching the starship take off and eventually disappear from sight. They sighed and walked towards Qi Wenyuan and his group.
"Old Qi, I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."
The director of the Museum of Human History sincerely apologized and even bowed deeply.
The remaining two directors and curators followed suit, and Qi Wenyuan was startled by their behavior, so he quickly reached out to help them up.
"It's not your fault, you don't need to apologize."
Then, he asked softly, "Do you want to continue?"
"continue."
The answer was given without hesitation; not continuing on without completing the mission would be a lifelong regret.
"As long as you don't hold a grudge against us because of what happened to Lao Zhou and the others, we can continue to stay and work."
"Don't worry, we won't hold a grudge. Whoever is wrong is wrong, and you are innocent."
The curator and his colleagues are indeed innocent. They were completely unaware of the infighting among their professors and scholars for personal gain, and are truly innocent.
I'm so busy with my professional work every day that I even dream about the remains in ruins, the brilliant history and civilization of humankind, and so on. My limited brain capacity simply can't hold a group of adults who have been adults for many years.
Therefore, the curator, director, and staff, having received Qi Wenyuan's affirmative reply, were completely relieved.
"You must have something to do, so we won't disturb you any longer and you'll go back to work."
They seemed very impatient.
Qi Wenyuan paused for a moment, then nodded, "Alright!"
So, the dean and his colleagues, dressed in their work clothes, started clamoring to get back to work as soon as possible.
Then, all sorts of flying cars, flying motorcycles, and flying boards took off and headed towards their work sites.
Qin Heng watched them walk away, becoming tiny black dots that eventually disappeared from sight, before turning his gaze back to Qi Wenyuan.
"Uncle, I thought you would drive them all out as well."
Qi Wenyuan's lips twitched. "If I drive them all away, who will help us excavate the ruins and protect the relics of our ancestors? Who will promote the brilliant civilization and history of pure humankind?"
Patting Qin Heng on the shoulder, he said earnestly, "Little Qin, the saying 'choose the greater good when faced with two powers, and the lesser harm when faced with two powers' applies to any situation. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Understand!"
One voice, three people.
Qi Wenyuan looked at Elliott and Emmanuel and burst into laughter.
"You are all smart kids."
"Alright, go back to your work, we need to get busy too."
With the destabilizing factor eliminated, Qi Wenyuan and his group were so happy they wanted to set off some firecrackers.
However, there are no firecrackers on planet E72.
Thinking of firecrackers, Qi Wenyuan wondered if he could get a few heavy robots to check if there were any other kinds of minerals on their planet.
"What mineral?"
Gu Shiqian, who was walking next to him, heard his muttering and couldn't help but ask him a question.
"I'm wondering if we still have any mineral resources here."
Gu Shiqian was silent for two seconds, then scolded him, "Are you out of your mind? Does it matter whether we have mineral resources or not?"
"That's not important. Our top priorities right now are improving the environment and making money."
"Once the environment is improved, we can directly follow the path of becoming a tourism hub; why bother with the industrial path?"
"With enough money, getting a mineral-rich planet is easy. There are plenty of mineral-rich planets in the Milky Way. We can buy the entire Milky Way and mine whatever type of mineral we want."
"Mining your own planet's minerals? I think you're really senile."
Tang Qingyun replied coolly, "There are no minerals, so there's nowhere to dig even if you wanted to."
Qi Wenyuan, "..."
He said, somewhat aggrieved, "I was just thinking about it, why are you all treating me like this?"
"Instead of wasting time thinking about this and that, you should kill more sandworms to make jerky. Don't forget, the volume of jerky deliveries is not small."
That's the truth; the production of dried meat is extremely important to them.
The main goal is to make money.
Not only can naturally grown insecticides bring them profits, but they can also reduce incidents of injury to people, which is a great thing.
that is--
"Old Lin, how's your research on sandworm farming going?"
"I have no clue."
Lin Zhengquan, who was so worried about raising sandworms that he was losing clumps of hair, said helplessly, "Sandworms live several meters deep below the surface. Once they burrow into the sand, they become extremely agile, and small exploration machines simply cannot track their tracks."
"Under these circumstances, it is impossible to explore their survival methods and feeding samples, making it impossible to cultivate them."
"How about we try a different batch of robots?"
Tang Qingyun made a suggestion, but everyone thought it was useless.
"The robots we are using now are the improved versions redesigned by Louis, and their performance far surpasses that of various models of exploration robots on the market. Replacing them with the current batch might not be as effective as the improved ones by Louis."
Tang Qingyun was annoyed. "This won't work, that won't work, why is it so difficult for us to raise sandworms?"
It is indeed difficult, as everyone knows.
However, A-Yuan, who had no interest in raising sandworms but knew that her elders were struggling with how to raise them, discovered a sandworm with a strange color during her routine inspection of the sandy cotton fields.
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