After receiving Ying Yue's consent, Louke chuckled twice, then fell silent and went to investigate.
Three minutes later, its voice appeared again by Ying Yue's ear, tinged with a hint of shock, "Just as I suspected, you Earthlings are really lucky!"
"How so?" Ying Yue's spirit stirred.
"Spaceship!"
Louke spoke in a low voice, "50 years ago, you Earthlings dug up the wreckage of a spaceship from the Pacific Ocean. It was an interstellar tourist ship from an Advanced Civilization, carrying a full load of tourists, which for some reason crashed on Earth!"
"Interstellar tourist ship?"
Ying Yue was greatly surprised.
"Tsk tsk, you Earthlings are lucky. You know, spaceships from Advanced Civilizations are made of seventh and eighth grade alloys, immortal for ten thousand years, indestructible. With the capabilities of Earthlings, even if you spent ten thousand years, you might not be able to breach the hull of that spaceship!"
