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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0249_part_05
Chapter 565
chapter 0249 part 5
If Earth wants to develop, there are two methods: one is to seize, the other is to buy, through resource exchange.
The interstellar merchant fleet that Tang Group just recruited followed Star-Lord, this foreign trade Supervisor, and wandered around the Milky Way Galaxy for a bit, discovering that the resources Earth can offer are really not many.
Firstly, in terms of Technology, except for the few items of Black Technology, others are a bit unimpressive compared to those alien life forms already engaged in Interstellar Travel.
As for resources, the good news is that even in the Marvel World Universe, the value of gold is not low. It's not like the imagined situation where any random Planet is full of gold.
Among the construction materials for ordinary Starships, there is a gold Alloy component. Therefore, the price of gold has not been suppressed as much as imagined with the advent of the Interstellar Age, but the price is also quite ordinary.
Another is energy. Energy is sought after on any Planet. The Energy Crystal formed by the Space Gem can even be used as Currency in the Milky Way Galaxy.
Unfortunately, continuously using energy crystals for bartering, given the purity of the Energy Crystal Stones, is extremely easy to attract covetousness. Furthermore, aside from the Energy Cubes Tang Group is fixed on selling, regular military energy magazine production, used in armed robots, Warships, and various other aspects, what's left is truly not much. Could it be they want Boss Tang to personally act as a 24-hour refining machine?
Just at this moment, the Dark Council side timely produced a copy of a map of Hell.
Of course, Boss Tang was not interested in Hell. The exploration of alien resources in the Reality Dimension is currently underway, and the development of Heimdall, this unclaimed land, occupied most of his Manpower.
Hell, that broken place, even dogs wouldn't go there! "Mr. Tang, we Dark Councillors are willing to serve you. Magic ore, gemstones, and metal produced in Hell are all yours!"
The Speaker (Dark Council) of the Dark Council, Norse, looked like a kind Santa Claus. You couldn't tell at all that he was a Necromancer who had lived for nearly a thousand years.
This was naturally not his True Body. Creatures like Necromancer' true body is their Phylactery. That is where their Soul is placed. Theoretically, as long as the Phylactery is not broken, Necromancer will not die.
Tang Song looked at the Guest who suddenly came to visit in front of him, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, raised his head, and looked at him.
"You have planted Manpower in Heimdall!"
The Chairman of the Dark Council, Norse, his expression froze. He immediately explained, "That was a misunderstanding. We had a wizard who was recruited into..."
"Forget it!" Tang Song waved his hand, interrupting his explanation. "Be direct. Tell me, what does your Dark Council want?"
"Mr. Tang, Mephisto died by your hand. Several Hell Dimension he ruled are vacant. Now the Hell Abyss, for his inheritance, has launched an Abyssal Blood War affecting dozens of Dimensions. Over ten Hell Lord are participating. Our Dark Council has detected a Hell Dimension that Mephisto once ruled!"
"Your Dark Council wants to occupy a Dimensional Realm!" Tang Song used a strange gaze (like looking at an idiot) to look at Norse.
That hellhole Hell, even he doesn't dare to get too involved now. Don't look at how he teamed up with the Ancient One and killed Mephisto, but that was under tricky circumstances. After Mephisto was pulled out of his Turf, he was ambushed by him using a large formation, and it was the final blow delivered after being secretly attacked by the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book for a long time.
With the Dark Council's meager strength, wanting to occupy a Dimensional Realm? It's not that Tang Song looks down on them, there's simply no chance at all.
"Mr. Tang, we hope to receive your help. After all, your reputation for killing Mephisto is widely spread across countless Dimensions..."
"Wait a moment. I don't care what your true purpose is. I'll say a few things. If your Dark Council can do them, then you can talk about your subsequent matters—"
Tang Song was not interested in Norse's flattery and once again interrupted him.
Norse appeared very respectful. "Is there anything you need us to do? Just command."
"First, help me kill someone, a Mage named Kaecilius. Second, I want Earth to no longer have sects and followers who believe in Dormammu. If your Dark Council can do these two things, then come back and talk to me about the subsequent matters!"
"Mr. Tang, please be assured! The Dark Council will definitely not disappoint you!" Norse stood up, took off his hat and bowed to Tang Song, then turned into a wisp of Black Smoke and disappeared in the Courtyard.
"Lane, what do you say is the Dark Council's purpose?"
Tang Song lay on his rattan chair, with an open copy of the Yellow Court Inner Scripture Classic covering his face, lazily basking in the Sun.
"Boss, I heard Hei Mu Mingliang say that when Black Wizard cultivate Dark Magic to a certain level, they can fuse their own Soul with the power of the Dark Dimension!"
"Dao Fusion? Interesting. It seems this Speaker (Dark Council) of the Dark Council wants to become the next Dormammu! Hell Lord, God of the Dark Dimension!"
"Boss, then we..."
"Don't worry about him for now. Let the people from the Dark Council clean up Dormammu's minions in the Reality Dimension. Without Coordinates, let's see how it finds Earth!"
Although Tang Song planned to take the Time Stone from the Ancient One, he did not want to face Dormammu directly. A time loop, and countless times at that, just thinking about it hurts.
Might as well directly dig up Dormammu's tentacles on Earth, so he can't find the way to Earth. Thinking of this, Tang Song slightly raised the Tome with the scent of ink and looked at Lane. "How is Strange's hand recovering?"
Lane, holding a cup of Tea, was picking grapes from the Fruit Plate and putting them in his mouth. "It has almost fully recovered. We used our latest type of Agent. It's been tested, and the nerve recovery level has reached one hundred percent. It won't delay him from continuing to be a surgeon!"
"Boss, the Federal Department of Defense side has had people visit multiple times—it's still about those Ancient Titans.
Yamata no Orochi rampaging in Japan frightened those Senior Government Officials. The Department of Defense's intention is to ask you to find a way to throw the remaining Ancient Titans all into Heimdall!"
(End of chapter)
If Earth wants to develop, there are two methods: one is to seize, the other is to buy, through resource exchange.
The interstellar merchant fleet that Tang Group just recruited followed Star-Lord, this foreign trade Supervisor, and wandered around the Milky Way Galaxy for a bit, discovering that the resources Earth can offer are really not many.
Firstly, in terms of Technology, except for the few items of Black Technology, others are a bit unimpressive compared to those alien life forms already engaged in Interstellar Travel.
As for resources, the good news is that even in the Marvel World Universe, the value of gold is not low. It's not like the imagined situation where any random Planet is full of gold.
Among the construction materials for ordinary Starships, there is a gold Alloy component. Therefore, the price of gold has not been suppressed as much as imagined with the advent of the Interstellar Age, but the price is also quite ordinary.
Another is energy. Energy is sought after on any Planet. The Energy Crystal formed by the Space Gem can even be used as Currency in the Milky Way Galaxy.
Unfortunately, continuously using energy crystals for bartering, given the purity of the Energy Crystal Stones, is extremely easy to attract covetousness. Furthermore, aside from the Energy Cubes Tang Group is fixed on selling, regular military energy magazine production, used in armed robots, Warships, and various other aspects, what's left is truly not much. Could it be they want Boss Tang to personally act as a 24-hour refining machine?
Just at this moment, the Dark Council side timely produced a copy of a map of Hell.
Of course, Boss Tang was not interested in Hell. The exploration of alien resources in the Reality Dimension is currently underway, and the development of Heimdall, this unclaimed land, occupied most of his Manpower.
Hell, that broken place, even dogs wouldn't go there! "Mr. Tang, we Dark Councillors are willing to serve you. Magic ore, gemstones, and metal produced in Hell are all yours!"
The Speaker (Dark Council) of the Dark Council, Norse, looked like a kind Santa Claus. You couldn't tell at all that he was a Necromancer who had lived for nearly a thousand years.
This was naturally not his True Body. Creatures like Necromancer' true body is their Phylactery. That is where their Soul is placed. Theoretically, as long as the Phylactery is not broken, Necromancer will not die.
Tang Song looked at the Guest who suddenly came to visit in front of him, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, raised his head, and looked at him.
"You have planted Manpower in Heimdall!"
The Chairman of the Dark Council, Norse, his expression froze. He immediately explained, "That was a misunderstanding. We had a wizard who was recruited into..."
"Forget it!" Tang Song waved his hand, interrupting his explanation. "Be direct. Tell me, what does your Dark Council want?"
"Mr. Tang, Mephisto died by your hand. Several Hell Dimension he ruled are vacant. Now the Hell Abyss, for his inheritance, has launched an Abyssal Blood War affecting dozens of Dimensions. Over ten Hell Lord are participating. Our Dark Council has detected a Hell Dimension that Mephisto once ruled!"
"Your Dark Council wants to occupy a Dimensional Realm!" Tang Song used a strange gaze (like looking at an idiot) to look at Norse.
That hellhole Hell, even he doesn't dare to get too involved now. Don't look at how he teamed up with the Ancient One and killed Mephisto, but that was under tricky circumstances. After Mephisto was pulled out of his Turf, he was ambushed by him using a large formation, and it was the final blow delivered after being secretly attacked by the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book for a long time.
With the Dark Council's meager strength, wanting to occupy a Dimensional Realm? It's not that Tang Song looks down on them, there's simply no chance at all.
"Mr. Tang, we hope to receive your help. After all, your reputation for killing Mephisto is widely spread across countless Dimensions..."
"Wait a moment. I don't care what your true purpose is. I'll say a few things. If your Dark Council can do them, then you can talk about your subsequent matters—"
Tang Song was not interested in Norse's flattery and once again interrupted him.
Norse appeared very respectful. "Is there anything you need us to do? Just command."
"First, help me kill someone, a Mage named Kaecilius. Second, I want Earth to no longer have sects and followers who believe in Dormammu. If your Dark Council can do these two things, then come back and talk to me about the subsequent matters!"
"Mr. Tang, please be assured! The Dark Council will definitely not disappoint you!" Norse stood up, took off his hat and bowed to Tang Song, then turned into a wisp of Black Smoke and disappeared in the Courtyard.
"Lane, what do you say is the Dark Council's purpose?"
Tang Song lay on his rattan chair, with an open copy of the Yellow Court Inner Scripture Classic covering his face, lazily basking in the Sun.
"Boss, I heard Hei Mu Mingliang say that when Black Wizard cultivate Dark Magic to a certain level, they can fuse their own Soul with the power of the Dark Dimension!"
"Dao Fusion? Interesting. It seems this Speaker (Dark Council) of the Dark Council wants to become the next Dormammu! Hell Lord, God of the Dark Dimension!"
"Boss, then we..."
"Don't worry about him for now. Let the people from the Dark Council clean up Dormammu's minions in the Reality Dimension. Without Coordinates, let's see how it finds Earth!"
Although Tang Song planned to take the Time Stone from the Ancient One, he did not want to face Dormammu directly. A time loop, and countless times at that, just thinking about it hurts.
Might as well directly dig up Dormammu's tentacles on Earth, so he can't find the way to Earth. Thinking of this, Tang Song slightly raised the Tome with the scent of ink and looked at Lane. "How is Strange's hand recovering?"
Lane, holding a cup of Tea, was picking grapes from the Fruit Plate and putting them in his mouth. "It has almost fully recovered. We used our latest type of Agent. It's been tested, and the nerve recovery level has reached one hundred percent. It won't delay him from continuing to be a surgeon!"
"Boss, the Federal Department of Defense side has had people visit multiple times—it's still about those Ancient Titans.
Yamata no Orochi rampaging in Japan frightened those Senior Government Officials. The Department of Defense's intention is to ask you to find a way to throw the remaining Ancient Titans all into Heimdall!"
(End of chapter)
