"When will my dream of everyone cultivating immortality come true?"
Tang Qingxi sighed to the sky.
"It's better to daydream less. We are still in the Qi Chain Stage, and we still want everyone to practice Taoism." Zhao Siqi, who was passing by, said bluntly.
Tang Qingxi retorted without getting angry: "You said that God gave me such a big golden finger, why not just open the golden finger even wider, so that I can make rapid progress when repairing the chain."
"Three months to build the foundation, a golden baby, and the birth of an infant is expected, so you don't have to be so cautious every time you enter a new world."
Tang Qingxi's words made Ye Qingyi laugh. "I cultivated for hundreds of years and only managed to become a golden master. If you want such a fast speed, just dream about it."
Tang Qingxi muttered unconvincedly, "Who knows? Who knows, maybe one day we'll go to the Primordial World, where Daluo Jinxians are everywhere. A young cultivator like us who can cultivate Qi will definitely be able to do so very quickly in the Primordial World."
"You still have to have dreams. Who knows, they might come true someday."
Ye Qingyi inspected the moon for a while, confirming that it was just a dead planet without any life. He turned and asked Chen Anbang, "We've also inspected the moon. When will we return to the Blue Planet?"
Chen Anbang glanced at the soldiers shoveling soil into boxes and said, "It'll probably take a few more hours. We need to bring back enough lunar soil. Let's have everyone pack more."
"It'll take a few more hours. Sister Ye, would you like to play with us for a while?"
Since there was nothing interesting going on, Ye Qingyi asked with rare interest, "What are you playing?"
"Look here!" Tang Qingxi carefully took out something from the storage box.
"Oh my god!"
"Wow!"
What appeared in front of Zhao Siqi and the others was a small attic floating in the air, with a crescent moon hanging in the air behind it.
The attic is not big, and can only accommodate two or three people at most. There is also a small set of furniture inside.
"How about the Chinese-style flying plane I customized?" Tang Qingxi raised his eyebrows, his face full of pride.
"It must be quite pleasant to drink tea and enjoy the scenery here."
Zhao Siqi gave a thumbs-up: "You're amazing! I don't even know when you customized this thing."
When Qian San saw the flying cat, he also became interested in pretending to be cultured. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, let me experience the feeling of being an immortal." As he said this, he was about to climb onto the flying cat.
"What's the rush, Uncle Qian? What else is there?"
Tang Qingxi took out the flying cannon from the storage box again.
Next is a small bamboo house, a house that looks like a jade sculpture, a golden house, an elf-style tree house, a Gothic-style house, a Western-style palace, a Greek-style house, etc.
Seeing Tang Qingxi still pulling out all kinds of flying toys, Zhao Siqi quickly stopped him and asked, "How many flying toys have you customized?"
"Well, 1,000 of each style, so there are about 180 styles in total. That's plenty anyway."
"No, why would you customize so many flying machines? Wouldn't it be better to just buy more mechas?"
Tang Qingxi understood Sun Jiaojiao's words. She wished the entire army could be equipped with mechas. China's military would be known as "invincible" if it went abroad. Everyone had more or less kept some of the things they brought back from the interstellar world.
Sun Jiaojiao used all of her half of the trust points to buy mechas, and when she came back she gave them all to her former military region.
The commander of the military district was so happy that he walked in a daze, and he would show off to everyone he saw.
It was Tang Qingxi who did it. He reserved two spaceships for her from the country of Shangyang. Otherwise, everyone would have them but she would not.
"Well, think more broadly. If we bring this kind of flying machine to the ancient world, would it be welcomed? I think even a wise emperor in the ancient world couldn't resist the temptation of flying."
"Even in the modern world, there are plenty of people who like this kind of flying."
"We've finally made it to the interstellar world and now have this customizable flight platform service, and we're not actively trying to capitalize on it. This could be a great way to generate revenue."
Zhao Siqi understood what Tang Qingxi meant as soon as his eyes turned. Looking at the beautiful flying object in front of him, he had to admit that Tang Qingxi had a great imagination.
These things are not only popular in the ancient and modern worlds, but also have many fans in the world of immortal cultivation and the Western fantasy world.
What's more, most of the supermarkets now go to the ancient world.
Tang Qingxi greeted everyone with a smile: "Come, everyone who sees it gets a share. We will pick out the ones we like first, and then sell the rest."
Ye Qingyi first picked out a small bamboo house and stuffed it into her sleeve, while Niu Dawu picked out a simple little house.
Zhao Siqi unexpectedly picked a golden house and circled around it, liking it very much.
Tang Qingxi reminded: "Zhao Siqi, that house is not made of gold, but a kind of golden metal from the interstellar space."
Zhao Siqi caressed the golden house lovingly and replied without turning his head, "I know, but owning a golden house has been my childhood dream. I love your gift so much."
After saying this, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Why didn't I think of customizing a golden palace with the Flying Dragon Company when I was in Interstellar? This golden house is still too small."
Tang Qingxi rolled her eyes at Zhao Siqi and said, "You think I haven't thought of this? I've started thinking about custom-making a palace complex floating in the air, just like in fairy tales. I've even sent the drawings to Feixing Yu Company."
"The Flying Ship Company can indeed do it, even floating islands. But a month isn't enough time, so I can only lower my requirements and customize this small flying ship."
Zhao Siqi sighed upon hearing this: "How could the time we travel through time be so short? If we could stay in those worlds longer, we could do so much more."
Sun Jiaojiao, who was clinging to the tree house, rolled her eyes and said, "I want to stay a little longer. Believe it or not, if we stay in the interstellar world any longer, those interstellar people will turn the garbage planet upside down to find us, the fake Chishi aliens."
"A month is just the right amount of time. It's enough for us to get the things from that world, but it won't have a huge impact on that world, so that the people there won't be tempted to take action against us."
Sun Jiaojiao's words attacked Zhao Siqi like a machine gun, and Zhao Siqi quickly begged for mercy.
"I know. I know all these consequences. Isn't this just a sigh?"
"Okay, I won't say any more. Tang Qingxi, what are you doing with these flying trolls?"
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