192: Chapter 192 Jiang Chen: I'm a conscientious businessman, Mars Room comes with full renovation

"This is... fully furnished?"

Academician Chen Shuyin stood at the entrance of the model room, holding an electronic display board labeled "Floor Plan" in a highly incongruous manner, her expression looking as if she had just swallowed a fly.

As the top scientist in the Dragon Kingdom, she should have been in the laboratory researching the final parameters of the antimatter engine, or monitoring the movements on the Far Side of the Moon from the command center.

But now, she had been forcibly conscripted by her unscrupulous boss, standing on this red planet fifty-five million kilometers away from Earth, acting as a glorious—real estate consultant.

"Of course."

Jiang Chen snapped his fingers, and the "door," which had no frame and was made entirely of an aerodynamic barrier, silently dispersed.

"Come in and take a look, Old Chen."

"Stop wearing that research face, smile a little. The customers are watching."

He waved at the livestreaming orb floating in mid-air, wearing that signature, cunning merchant smile that global tycoons both loved and hated:

"Prospective homeowners, open your eyes and watch closely."

"What is interstellar-grade furnishing? What is a conscientious developer?"

"We don't engage in those low-end tactics where laying down marble floor tiles is called luxury furnishing. On Mars, what we play with is—ecology."

Jiang Chen walked into the living room.

It lacked the tackiness of piled-up gold and silver that one might imagine.

The entire room was pure white with minimalist lines, yet it exuded a sense of high-end sophistication that screamed, "This is what the future looks like."

"First, let me introduce your housekeeper."

Jiang Chen clapped his hands.

"Hum—"

A ripple appeared in the air.

A holographic sprite, only the size of a palm with transparent wings, bearing a seventy percent resemblance to Ikaros, appeared out of thin air on the coffee table.

"Greetings, Master! I am your exclusive intelligent housekeeper, codenamed 'Xiao Yi'."

The sprite spun around, her voice sweet:

"I have taken over all permissions for the house. Whether you want to adjust the gravity parameters, eat a full Manchu-Han feast, or watch Earth soap operas, I can do it for you with just a thought."

"See that?"

Jiang Chen pointed at the sprite, looking smug:

"This is a sub-program clone of Ikaros. Its computing power is roughly equivalent to... hmm, a thousand supercomputers."

"Chatting with you, helping you watch the kids, or even helping you trade stocks—those are just basic operations."

"And most importantly, she doesn't consume electricity; she runs on solar energy."

In the livestream chat, the screen was instantly flooded with bullet comments.

[Holy cow! Giving away an AI? And it's the same model as Ikaros?]

[God Jiang, say no more! I'll buy it! I'll sell my kidney if I have to, but I'm buying it!]

[This isn't a housekeeper; this is inviting a deity home to worship!]

"Don't rush, this is just the appetizer."

Jiang Chen walked to the large bed that appeared to be floating in mid-air and sat down.

Miraculously, the bed did not sink under his weight; instead, it gently supported his body like a cloud.

"Anti-gravity furniture."

Jiang Chen swung his legs comfortably, "Using magnetic levitation technology, you can say goodbye to dust mites and dust forever. And..."

He smiled mysteriously:

"It can automatically adjust its firmness and support points based on your sleeping habits. Even if you were to rave on it, it would still support you steadily."

"For those bosses with bad backs, this is a godsend."

Academician Chen Shuyin rolled her eyes while listening from the side.

Using anti-gravity technology for a mattress?

If the scientists who were still struggling to research magnetic levitation trains found out about this, they would probably be so angry they'd vomit blood on the spot.

What a waste of talent!

Simply a complete waste!

"Finally, and most importantly."

Jiang Chen stood up, took a deep breath, and opened his arms, as if embracing the air of the entire room:

"Breathing."

"As you all know, the Martian atmosphere is thin and full of carbon dioxide. But here with me..."

He pointed to the green moss-like patterns on the wall that appeared to be decorative:

"These are 'high-energy photosynthetic colonies' imported from the Wasteland."

"They form the house's internal circulation breathing system. Not only can they produce high-purity oxygen 24 hours a day, but they also release negative oxygen ions, simulating the forest air at the foot of Mount Hua."

"Living here, things like rhinitis and asthma are no longer problems. Living twenty years longer is a conservative estimate."

After this combo, the tycoons in front of their screens had gone completely crazy.

AI housekeeper! Anti-gravity furniture! Biological oxygen system!

Is this buying a house? This is buying life!

9.98 million? Too cheap! It's practically a giveaway!

"I know some people might think the house is good, but getting there is too much trouble."

Jiang Chen glanced at the skyrocketing order count in the background and decided to add the final straw.

He walked over to Academician Chen Shuyin, took a sci-fi-looking metal case from her hands, and opened it with a "snap."

Inside, a set of neatly folded mechanical wings lay quietly.

It was exactly that—the individual flight device that had made countless people go crazy.

"For all homeowners who place an order today."

Jiang Chen patted the case, his tone arrogant:

"Every household gets a free 'Skywalker' flight wing set!"

"Plus—three round-trip tickets between Earth and Mars! Valid for life! Depart anytime!"

"In the future, when you want to visit Earth, it'll be as simple as taking an elevator or hopping on a spaceship. Watching the sunrise on Mars in the morning and returning to Earth for hotpot in the evening—that is what life is about!"

Boom! The livestream exploded.

The order count broke the limit within a second, and the system crashed again.

Academician Chen Shuyin looked at Jiang Chen's high-spirited appearance, couldn't help but sigh, and threw the display board in her hand aside.

"Jiang Chen."

She walked over, turned off the microphone, and looked at the red Wasteland outside the window, her eyes complex:

"This business you're running... isn't it getting a bit too big?"

"Bringing millions of people to Mars, equipping them with flight devices and AI."

"What are you trying to do? Are you trying to turn Mars into your own backyard?"

"Backyard?"

Jiang Chen paused for a moment, then laughed.

He walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the massive domed city under busy construction outside.

It was currently dusk on Mars.

The blue sunset (the Martian sunset is blue) spilled over the red land, coating the newly built steel jungle in a dreamlike color.

"Old Chen, you're wrong."

Jiang Chen shook his head, his gaze deep and distant:

"This is not just my backyard."

"This is the... retreat for all of humanity."

"And it is also the—springboard for us to advance toward that sea of stars."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers at the city outside the window.

"Snap."

It was like some kind of miracle.

With his action, the silent city suddenly lit up.

First the high tower in the city center, then the streets, and finally the lights of thousands of households.

In just a few seconds.

Countless lights lit up simultaneously on the red Wasteland, brilliant and dazzling, like a galaxy on the ground.

That was the radiance of civilization.

It was the light of humanity, shining for the first time on this planet that had been dead for billions of years.

"Look."

Jiang Chen pointed at the lights, his voice soft:

"How beautiful."

Meanwhile. Earth, the night hemisphere.

Countless astronomy enthusiasts were hunched over their telescopes, observing that familiar red neighbor.

Suddenly. Someone exclaimed.

"It's lit up! Mars has lit up!"

On the surface of that dark red planet, in the previously pitch-black shadow zone.

A brilliant star lit up without warning.

It was so faint, yet so firm.

It was like the first torch lit in a dark forest, sending a silent greeting to the humans on the mother planet across 55 million kilometers of void.

At that moment. Earth boiled over.

Everyone knew that the man had truly done it.

He hadn't just built houses on Mars.

He had also lit a... lamp there for humanity.