Chapter 26

Chen Yang excitedly installed the game and was about to click into it when his right hand suddenly spoke: "Host, do you have any wishes you want to fulfill?"

"Huh?"

Chen Yang's mind was momentarily blank, and he was extremely puzzled: "Screw Commander, what did you just say?"

"I asked you, do you have any wishes you want to fulfill?"

"Wishes?"

Chen Yang was startled. What did this extraterrestrial want by asking this question? It couldn't be that it wanted to crush my dreams, right?

Chen Yang trembled, barely maintaining a calm expression as he said, "I, I don't have any wishes."

"You don't have any wishes?"

The sharp teeth in his right hand seemed to glint, "Impossible, as long as you are human, you must have wishes."

"I really don't have any wishes."

Chen Yang forced a smile.

"Host..."

His right hand put down the keyboard, "Although I currently don't have the energy to check your memories and thoughts, sensing your emotions is very simple. When you said that, your heart rate increased by 20%, and your emotions became very tense. You are lying to me..."

"No, I'm not... Fine..."

Chen Yang, who was about to argue, saw the mouthparts of his right hand growing larger and immediately admitted to lying out of fear.

"Actually, my wish is very simple."

Chen Yang, with a "shy" and somewhat embarrassed look, said, "To start a company, earn an endless amount of money, marry a virtuous wife, and live a happy life."

"Is that your wish?"

"Yes, I, I'm not lying this time."

Chen Yang was afraid his right hand would punish him again.

"If that is your wish, then based on my personal evaluation of you, the probability of you achieving this goal in your lifetime is less than 1.2%..."

Hearing his right hand point out his various flaws, Chen Yang's face immediately fell. What a jerk, making things worse!

"However..."

His right hand changed the subject, "According to common sense, the probability of you achieving your wish is less than 1.2%, but with my help, the probability of achieving your wish is absolutely 100%."

There's no such thing as a free lunch. Chen Yang somewhat understood what his right hand meant, "Screw Commander, I understand. You mean that as long as I follow your orders, you will help me achieve my wish?"

"Not just following my orders."

"You humans have a deep understanding. Only by actively utilizing your initiative can you better use the rules. I don't need your blind obedience; I need you to actively cooperate with me. We are in a symbiotic relationship, and neither of us can do without the other. And for the foreseeable future, this relationship will be hard to change. So while I need your help, I will also give you many benefits."

"Your wish is to have an endless amount of money. From this goal, it doesn't conflict with my plan. On the contrary, to achieve my plan, an endless amount of money is the first thing to be realized. What's mine is yours. Achieving my plan will also fulfill your wish, and it might even exceed your expectations!"

His right hand's words were reasonable and logical, making Chen Yang wonder if this was really what an extraterrestrial would say.

But it must be said, Chen Yang was moved. Although everyone wants an endless amount of money, almost everyone also knows that such a thought is a delusion, with an extremely low probability of realization.

However, if the subject is his right hand, this extraterrestrial, Chen Yang unhesitatingly believes that the probability of achieving this goal is 100%!

So, if he cooperates with his right hand, Chen Yang will not only count money until his hands cramp, but even looking at the balance on his bank card will make his eyes hurt.

But, there is a risk!

The creature parasitizing his right hand is, after all, an extraterrestrial. Are its words and promises really valid? Is it telling the truth? Is it not deceiving him?

Isn't it common for people to be discarded after they have served their purpose? Even fools know to settle accounts after the harvest.

Chen Yang, as a smart Earthling, must hold his ground and not think with his heels! No matter how limited by intelligence, even a fool knows not to easily believe strangers, let alone an alien stranger.

His right hand seemed to sense Chen Yang's hesitation and said, "Also, money is very important to you humans, but I think there is something else that you humans value even more."

Chen Yang, hesitating, asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Immortality!"

His right hand's tone was mocking, "To be honest, humans, in the dozens of civilizations I have encountered, are not at the bottom in terms of intelligence, but in terms of lifespan, you are absolutely at the bottom. Even the second-to-last civilization has an average lifespan of 250 years by human standards, a huge difference from the human average of 70 years!"

"No matter how much you enjoy life, a human's life is only about 100 years. After 100 years, no matter how great your achievements, you will end up rotting in the ground. At that point, what use is all the money in the world?"

His right hand's mockery was intense. Indeed, for its long and seemingly endless life, a human's lifespan is just a nap during its interstellar travels, not worth mentioning.

Chen Yang didn't focus on the mockery but seized the key point: "You said all this, does it mean you have a way to extend my lifespan?"

His tone was excited. What does this mean? If I say I can extend human life and charge one billion per year, I bet a crowd would go crazy and throw money at me, and I wouldn't be able to refuse, or they would get angry.

This is the allure of immortality. No one can refuse the chance to live a few more years or decades, of course, except for those who want to commit suicide.

"Host, do you know what you are saying? Your lifespan is only 70 years, but the things I did for you a few days ago can easily make you live to 100."

His right hand emphasized, "But that's only 100 years. Time flies, and it's still not worth mentioning. As long as I gather enough resources, I can even extend your life to 1,000 years!"

"1,000 years?"

Chen Yang's legs were shaking, and he stammered, "Screw Commander, can I ask you a question? How many years have you lived?"

"Me?"

His right hand said calmly, "I have been alive for 13,720 years since my birth."

Chen Yang was dumbfounded. He wanted to shout, "Oh my God, everyone, come and see a living fossil! Yes, my right hand is a living fossil!"

"I am different from you humans. My DNA has no telomere limit, and my cells can divide and proliferate infinitely. Besides, I..."

His right hand seemed to realize something and changed the subject, "So you don't need to worry that I am lying. As a different level of being from you humans, I have no reason to deceive you."

Chen Yang felt very heavy-hearted. If this extraterrestrial friend is so sincere in wanting to help him, then cooperating with it isn't such a bad thing, right? Money, once you have enough to use freely, is enough. But life, who wouldn't want more? Living for 1,000 years, Chen Yang would definitely be willing, and he wouldn't be so pretentious as to complain about living too long and feeling lonely.

Complaining about living too long and feeling lonely is just a guess, because no one can live that long. Besides, those who fear loneliness are not good at finding fun. With 1,000 years, Chen Yang has plenty of time to find fun.

"Cooperate with me, and first, I will help you obtain endless wealth. Second, I will extend your life. Finally, if you feel bored, after completing my plan, I can take you on interstellar travel to witness other civilizations..."

His right hand threw out another huge temptation. Interstellar travel in the vast universe is a temptation that Chen Yang cannot refuse.