To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 307: Chapter 197 This is just the beginning (two more)_1

Seeing Liuzi’s first successful deal, members of the Moral Assistance Committee burst into a string of cheers.

Each of them had put forth four thousand faith points, and if this deal had failed, they would have had to consider living on air for the next few days.

To normal players, four thousand faith points were a bit much, but they could still manage to scrape it together with some effort.

But the folks at the Moral Assistance Committee were not ordinary people.

They were characters who took pleasure to the blood, engaging in social reform experiments with any spare money they had, determined to continue even after bankruptcy, never forgetting their original aspirations.

Watching four million turn into six million, they immediately shouted, “Liuzi, let’s do another round.”

“You guys… fine, one more time.”

Four million spent, drones delivered, a massive number of drones were sent into the black hole, and new items dropped out from the white hole on the other side.

This time, the items were a gyroscope and a matching remote controller.

The gyroscope was a magnetic levitation gyro, silently floating above the base, its metallic exterior appearing quite substantial.

It was not large, and a squirrel came forward to test it, but as soon as it started to spin, the gyro didn’t spin, instead, the squirrel itself began spinning madly.

Noticing this issue, someone immediately took the chance while the previous squirrel hadn’t stopped, twisted the gyro, and then realized that the fall had locked onto that squirrel, and before the other party came to a stop, no matter how much you spun the fall, it would only make the locked one spin faster.

After a series of tests, the new item’s description was released.

“[Item number e-113, named reverse effect gyro. Preservation method: isolation storage. As long as you spin the gyro, the user will start spinning, unaffected by external interference, until the user stops voluntarily. At that time, only acceleration of spinning will affect the user. It ignores the conservation of energy, is basically safe, but caution is advised for dizziness from spinning too fast.]”

Having written the description, Liuzi asked, “Everyone, think about it, how should we use this thing?”

Xiemen Waidao pondered for a moment, then asked, “A roller washing machine?”

“How would you wash your clothes?”

“Wear them while washing.”

Liuzi helplessly looked at Xiemen Waidao and then called out, “Mukuai 1234, take care of your guy.”

Mukuai 1234 immediately appeared and took Xiemen Waidao away.

Without the troublemaker, Liuzi stared at the item, feeling there might be something to it.

Pulling out a drawing board, he began his proper work, and it wasn’t long before he designed a set of equipment to generate power through the self-spinning of objects.

This system could transform a planet into a power station, using small mechanical arms to twist the gyro, and then another setup to continue spinning the gyro indefinitely.

This “planetary power generator” set, once introduced, caught the eye of a wealthy power generator enthusiast, who bought the entire system along with the gyro, with the final profit being one million two hundred thousand faith points.

Victorious once more, the Morals Aid Group burst into cheers.

They hugged Liuzi, kissed his tail, stroked his back, and saw him as their new parent, a father figure for the second half of their lives, allowing them to have even more fun in the future.

And after two cases, Liuzi’s capitalist blood seemed to have awakened.

He keenly realized that Heavenly Tao’s network was unimaginably vast, with an inconceivable population, and even the most bizarre items could find their use with a little modification, making them sellable.

After making two or three more deals, Liuzi found that this wasn’t happening fast enough.

Searching online, he discovered that most players hadn’t made money in the lab, instead becoming gambling addicts.

Carefully examining the input-output ratio, he found that drones were still the most profitable, but miscellaneous electronic components seemed to have some use as well.

And electronic waste was a problem too challenging for one person to solve. Breaking it down with force fields consumed an enormous amount of energy, making the input-output ratio extremely inefficient, thus it just accumulated.

In some places, entire planets had become waste disposal sites, with the local Governors of the galaxy even paying people to transport the garbage, sadly other places were unwilling to accept this electronic waste.

Anyway, the slide rail only accepted high-added value items, so this waste should be okay, right?

Attempting to input electronic waste, Liuzi saw the progress bar on the slide rail start to increase, indicating that the person on the other side didn’t care about the quality of the items, as long as they had technological content.

Realizing this, Liuzi began to take action.

Harassing one after another, the Governors troubled by waste each got a turn, and many, learning that the Morals Aid Group wanted to dispose of the garbage, generously donated and even provided some cleaning fees along with the delivery of the trash.

Throwing the waste into the slide rail, the Morals Aid Group was pleasantly surprised to find these things useful.

Moreover, there was no need to worry about running out of trash, as garbage had accumulated over thousands of years, far too much for their modest lab to exhaust.

They could charge for processing planetary waste and then experiment at no cost, allowing them to profit immensely and reach the pinnacle of their lives.

Watching the continuously operating slide rail, they realized this was not just any lab; it was clearly a new money-printing machine, one that spit out money on both ends.

“As expected of Mr. Liu, the concentration of a capitalist is just high.”