Chen Yang took a deep breath, numerous thoughts ran through his mind, yet only a few lingered—I want to live forever, I want to see other civilizations beyond Earth.
Compared to amassing great wealth, these two wishes were what Chen Yang truly valued. A lifespan is a mere century, no matter how splendid, how could that be enough? Bound to this one planet, Earth, Chen Yang felt pitiful. He had a strong curiosity about what life was like for other civilizations, what would they look like?
Unfortunately, with the current technology on Earth, it was impossible to discover extraterrestrial civilizations, let alone casually visit the nearby moon, not to mention interstellar travel. These wouldn't be conceivable for centuries.
Chen Yang accepted, he couldn't refuse such terms. The Right Hand promised him wealth rivaling a nation, eternal life, but most importantly, a thrilling future.
