The final result was to wait for the merchant’s coming.
People decided to act like this because they thought the merchant was not good at fighting, though their technologies were advanced.
Even if the merchant was powerful than humans, they wouldn’t be much better.
Humans could at least defend its attack if it really did harm to humans.
“We’re No. 3400 team from the League of Merchants. Do you want to trade with us? We have some technologies from civilizations at levels four and five, many rare resources, maps, and lives. We buy everything, and we sell everything.”
Soon, the merchant’s ship appeared and sent a message.
The merchant’s space ship kept a safe distance from The Hope.
People were all surprised.
Out of their expectation, the merchant was so straightforward that they didn’t claim something sanctimonious.
They didn’t come for peace, or something, but just for benefits!
It was not like a meeting between two civilizations, but a vendor was peddling his goods.
Such straight words made the diplomatic languages humans prepared useless.
The merchant must think humans were sick, if humans really claimed something about peace, live, world, or others to a vendor.
They were just come to ask for a trade, not some f**king bulls**t!
So, it was still a question.
What should humans buy and sell?
Humans had discussed this question for a long time.
First, the locations of civilizations around here and their customs, cultures, and other information were primary.
The taboos were also significant, or the misunderstanding might cause a war.
Then, the technologies about speed, such as wormhole.
Other technologies were also necessary, such as how to transform a planet to be suitable for humans to live.
And what should humans sell?
Humans had rare resources, genes of various creatures, the technologies, and energy stones.
After a second discussion, Chase said to the liaison man. “Tell them. We have rare resources, technologies at level three, and some genes of creatures. We need many, so ask them to list their goods.”
Soon, the messages were sent to the merchant, and they replied.
“Yes, sir. Please hold on. We have many goods, so please tell us the exact information about your need. Resources, technologies, or lives? We can buy everything, and we sell everything!”
Chase said. “We need technologies and information.”
A few seconds later, a lot of information was sent to Chase.
The information was not the words or languages, but the 3D images.
The information was so much that humans had to use the central computer to deal with it.
There were common senses about the universe, locations of each planet, and the galaxy map.
And there were also shelters on the map, which just humans needed much!
Then there were the technologies, from low to high-advanced, such as how to make a zax, the way to smelt metals, and even the principles to make a bulb.
All the technologies were listed, and they were too many to scan in a short time.
There was also a strange value point behind the information of each resource, knowledge, or tech.
The value point of making a zax was 0. 0000000002, while the information about the shelters was tens of thousands.
But Chase found no technology at level four.
“Tell them. We need the technologies from space civilizations at level four or above!”