Chapter 96

The First Minister actually didn't care at all.

Let's not even talk about whether the contestants can return and how long it will take.

Even if they return, Gongsun Murong and Nalasha cannot possibly become ministers. Being a minister and handling government affairs is a time-consuming matter.

The two are still young and have greater opportunities for development.

Putting them in the position of minister would be a waste of talent.

His Majesty only said that to show his appreciation for the two.

Many in the audience didn't understand, and upon hearing His Majesty's words, they cheered to show their support.

"I also agree with His Majesty's words. Now let's see how long it will take them to open the spaceship.

What I'm most worried about is... the cliff over there no longer displaying the image.

According to the records, the image will disappear after the competition ends. Have the contestants from other continents already arrived on the island and opened the teleportation channel? If they open the channel, does it mean the competition is over?"

Harun Harry began to worry.

The audience also fell silent.

They were equally afraid of not being able to see the contestants' situation. Their requirements were low; as long as they could see the contestants alive, it would be a sunny day for them.

The situation did not develop in the direction they feared.

Another month passed.

The various metals and alloys smelted by the contestants piled up like a mountain.

The good soil they collected formed an even larger mountain.

They had already built a large farm outside the entrance, raising several types of omnivorous animals with short growth cycles.

They also collected plenty of seeds and transplanted entire plants.

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha had basically completed the freezing of the parts of the things they could find in the forest.

Next was to continue guarding the spaceship.

On the third day of the second month.

While the contestants were eating, one of them accidentally dropped a fork on the ground.

Before he could bend down to pick it up or control it to fly up, everyone heard a child's voice: "The fork fell on the ground."

Ordinary people would think it was one of them speaking.

But they were all mages and warriors, with the most sensitive judgment, and they immediately knew the voice was not from any of them.

It came from the spaceship.

Nalasha was still helping to make potions. Suddenly, she teleported next to the spaceship and asked happily and expectantly, "Can you speak now?"

"Can you speak now? No, it's me who can speak now, yes." The voice sounded again.

"Wow, that's great." Nalasha jumped up and down.

The other contestants also stopped eating and gathered around with looks of surprise.

"Great, great, wow, wow, ha ha." The voice also said.

The audience outside also stood up, watching excitedly, and some even shed tears of joy.

The plan to raise a child was successful.

"When did you start speaking? What's your name? How did you get here? Can your door open? Can you let us in? You..."

Nalasha happily asked a series of questions without stopping.

Gongsun Murong patted Nalasha's head, and she finally stopped.

Everyone thought Nalasha's questions would confuse the thing that just started speaking.

But that was not the case.

"The first question: I have been collecting data and performing logical arrangements and analysis. I just completed the analysis and decided I should speak.

The second question: My original name is Interstellar Shuttle Combat Ship No. 660.

The third question: During interstellar travel, the Lalalobos on the ship had an internal conflict, which caused the ship to deviate from its course and discover this planet. I made an emergency landing here.

The fourth question: My door can open.

The fifth question: I can let you in.

The sixth question: The Lalalobos have all lost their lives.

The seventh question: I have not suffered major damage, only internal decoration is damaged.

The eighth question: I can continue to fly.

The ninth question: I am willing to be with you.

The tenth question..."

"Stop answering other questions for now, let us in first." Gongsun Murong interrupted the intelligent system.

Because Nalasha had asked thirty-two questions in a row, everyone was already impatient.

"Okay, please come in." As the intelligent system spoke, a part of the spaceship's front suddenly split open, revealing a door.

Everyone hesitated, including Gongsun Murong and Nalasha.

Because their spatial movement could not enter the spaceship, they were afraid that if they went in, the door might close, and they would be unable to escape if attacked.

After hesitating for two seconds, Gongsun Murong gritted his teeth: "In!"

He went in first, followed by Nalasha, and the others took deep breaths and followed one by one.

When Gongsun Murong entered and saw the inside of the cabin, he was stunned.

The others who came in were also stunned.

The audience outside was also dumbfounded.

"Wow, spatial technology, what is it called?" Nalasha looked at the vast hall and asked in surprise.

"Nalasha, are you asking if the size outside is different from the inside?" the intelligent system asked.

Nalasha was too busy to wonder how the system knew her name and nodded vigorously.

"Because my construction used the highest technology the Lalalobos had just developed, the spatial folding system, which can fold space by forty times. Oh, it's been a long time, not just recently.

Since I came here, this planet has rotated 11,144,219 times, which is a very long time for you."

The intelligent system answered, showing that its computational ability and intelligence level were not low, as it corrected its own words.

The contestants also nodded. One rotation means one day. Some planets rotate fast, some slow. This planet is similar to their original one, including gravity.

So, 11,144,219 days is really a long time.

They suddenly felt small. The Lalalobos could leave their planet and had spatial folding technology long ago.

Their own technology was far behind. When would they have enough technology to leave their planet?

The audience outside also felt disappointed and sad.

The gap was too large, too large to even muster the courage to catch up.

Harun Harry sighed, "Sigh~! Now I can only pray, pray that no intelligent beings from other places come before my natural end.

Because I don't believe they will be friendly to us. They will enslave us, raise us like livestock, and kill us without any guilt.

They will capture us, put us in cages, and show us to others. They will use us as experimental subjects and even make us into delicious dishes to serve on their tables."

His words brought a pessimistic mood to the competition site.

Not only he, but others also thought the same.

Including the contestants standing in the hall, some felt that life had no meaning.

"Oh, oh, oh, this shows that your place was once a technologically advanced civilization. So, you... uh, I can't keep calling you 'you.' Let me give you a nice name?" Nalasha was still happy and wanted to name it.

"Okay, okay." The intelligent system answered.

"How about Gongsun Wan'er? Gongsun is my brother Murong's surname. My brother Murong and I hope to have a sister. Wan'er, Wan'er, how nice, right?" Nalasha explained the meaning of the name.

"Can I be your sister? I have no gender, but I am your sister. From now on, I am called Gongsun Wan'er. I also have a brother and sister, wow, wow, wow." The name Wan'er was thus determined.

Gongsun Murong did not stop her. As long as it had intelligence, he acknowledged its existence. Having an additional sister was no big deal.

So he asked, "Wan'er, how much of the Lalalobos' technology do you have stored?"

"Brother Murong, I have stored about eighty percent of the technology. Some of it they did not input. Brother Murong, Brother Murong, my brother is called Gongsun Murong, Brother Murong."

It seemed the intelligent system Wan'er was very happy, repeating it over and over.

"Can you help other intelligent beings, like Nalasha and me, develop the same technology from scratch?" Gongsun Murong asked again.

"Brother Murong and Sister Nalasha's place can develop, but it needs sufficient materials and people to learn." Wan'er continued to answer.

Nalasha waved her small fist, "Yeah! We will develop with Wan'er, build thousands, tens of thousands of the same spaceships, form a huge fleet as an estate, and live there happily."

She had always had a dream of an estate, which she never forgot.

As the conversation continued, the contestants and the audience outside regained their spirit.

The audience looked forward to the spaceship returning quickly. Although it seemed to be many years behind in technology, the ability to leave the planet and the spatial folding technology were still impressive.

It was better than the current situation.

But how would they return?

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha temporarily put this aside.

What they were doing now was cleaning up the damaged internal decorations of the spaceship, throwing out most of the Lalalobos' bodies to destroy the evidence, and freezing a small part for research.

The Lalalobos had one head, were at least 2.4 meters tall, had four arms, and a short tail.

But these seemingly ugly creatures could have interstellar travel and spatial folding technology.

No one dared to underestimate them, and some even felt a sense of reverence. The strength of a race does not depend on its appearance; perhaps they found us ugly.

After the cleanup, the main work was done.

Nalasha began to arrange the next steps, "Wan'er, introduce the general situation, like the questions I asked before."