242: Chapter 243 Broadcasting Throughout the Universe: Earth's Specialty Products, Honest and Fair to All Ages

In the dark shadows on the Far Side of the Moon, something was happening that would make the entire Milky Way Galaxy drop its jaw in astonishment.

Inside the main control room of a heavily modified luan niao starship, Jiang Chen was facing the camera, wearing his signature, deceptively cunning smile of a profiteer.

On the other side of the screen, it was no longer just Earthlings; it was connected to several interstellar trading hubs around the Solar System.

Although the technology had not yet spread to the entire Milky Way Galaxy, for these civilizations capable of building infrastructure in a vacuum, capturing a civilian channel from Earth was as simple as breathing.

"Hey? That... that neighbor who looks like a giant octopus."

Jiang Chen waved at the camera and casually grabbed a bag of "Weilong" spicy strips, vibrant with red oil, tearing it open with a snap. "Can you hear me? If you don't want to be used as a mobile power bank by my Pikachu next time, you'd better calibrate your translator."

"This thing is called spicy strips."

"Don't ask me what it's made of; if you must ask, it's the truth of the universe."

He pulled out a long spicy strip and, right in front of dozens of civilizations across the universe, stuffed it into his mouth without changing his expression, chewing it with great relish.

"This stuff has a chewy texture and a spicy flavor that hits the soul. Most importantly, it can greatly stimulate brain nerves and increase dopamine levels."

"For those of you silicon-based life forms who spend your days drinking machine oil, gnawing on alloys, and having brains as sluggish as rusted gears, this is the 'Source of Inspiration' you've been missing."

As he ate, he tossed whole boxes of spicy strips, hot pot base, and even bags of small commodities from Yiwu into the "shopping cart" of the livestream.

"Stock: One billion units. Price: One Tier 2 spirit stone, or equivalent rare ore."

"Honest trade for all! No returns or exchanges!"

In the command room, Zhao Gang held a laser gun in his hand, watching the constantly jumping orders on the screen, his hands trembling.

"Boss, will this really work?"

"Can those aliens understand this stuff? And will they really send us spirit stones for a bag of spicy strips?"

Jiang Chen didn't turn back, only tore open another bag of Chongqing hot pot base, showing the enticing color of the red oil to the camera.

"You are still too young."

Jiang Chen swallowed the spicy strip in his mouth and said with a profound expression, "As long as it's a living creature, there isn't one who doesn't crave this."

"Silicon-based life forms are the same. Although they don't need to eat, their brains and core logic processors always develop severe 'cognitive redundancy' and 'emotional deficiency' due to long-term operation."

"My spicy strips are all about 'physical refreshment'."

"One bag down, and that fiery pleasure shoots straight to the crown of their heads. How could they not buy it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the number of orders in the livestream saw an explosive increase once again.

Those alien scout ships that had just been hiding in the shadows, trying to assess Earth's defense level, had, at this moment, rarely lost their rationality.

On a mining ship from Centaurus.

That group of civilized creatures that looked like jelly was frantically spamming the public screen: "Oh my god! That red substance can actually cause my core processor to generate a... indescribable current called 'happiness'?!"

"I want to buy it! I'll offer ten tons of high-purity rubies! Just to taste that red strip-like object!"

"Don't fight me for it! I'm willing to trade the mining rights of three planets for a box of spicy strips from God Jiang!"

"This isn't food! This is clearly an... emotional regulator more precious than dark matter!"

Jiang Chen looked at the overwhelming purchase requests in the backend, his smirk almost impossible to hide.

He waved his hand and directly initiated "hunger marketing".

"Oh my, it's a hit."

He feigned a sigh and spread his hands to the camera, "Sorry, everyone."

"Production capacity is insufficient recently; the miners are still digging."

"How about this, for the sake of fairness, let's have a flash sale."

"Whoever provides the most remote mineral vein coordinates... no, whoever provides the best quality ore, I will prioritize selling to them."

Academician Chen Shuyin, standing below, watched Jiang Chen treating the entire Milky Way Galaxy like a wet market, her glasses almost shattering.

She couldn't help but step forward and ask in a low voice, "Jiang Chen, are you... waging a space economic trade war?"

"No."

Jiang Chen tossed the last packaging box to Zhao Gang, his expression uncharacteristically serious: "I am telling these aliens."

"In this universe."

"Whether you are cultivating immortals or building spaceships."

"If you want to survive in this industry."

"Even if you are a god, you must first learn—how to have a proper meal."

After speaking, he held up the empty spicy strip packaging bag to the livestream camera, showing the bright red, enticing logo: "Remember, our brand is called Chenxing Technology."

"In the future, if you want to buy Earth specialties, come to me."

"After all, only here..."

"Can truly achieve—honest trade for all."

The livestream screen flickered. Jiang Chen watched the continuously pouring in cosmic-level wealth, but his eyes crossed the screen, looking into the darkness further away.

That was the real battlefield.

And at this moment, at the other end of a distant star sector, a spaceship flying a flag with strange gears was facing the direction of Earth, letting out an angry roar.

"The humans on this planet are too arrogant!"

"They are actually livestreaming sales across the universe and mocking us as country bumpkins who haven't seen the world?!"

"Mobilize the fleet! I'm going to Earth to see if these 'foodies' actually have real skills, or if they are just bragging!"

Jiang Chen coldly watched the red dot that had lit up again on the radar, the aroma of the last bit of spicy strip still lingering in his mouth.

He picked up the remote control by his side and gently pressed the red button on the giant holographic model of the luan niao starship.

"Want to come to the feast, huh?"

"Fine, I've prepared the hottest one for you."

"All ships, enter combat status."

"Let these guests from afar experience what is known as the Earthling's—way of hospitality."

After speaking, he tossed the hot pot base into the reactor inlet in front of him. Accompanied by a strange red light, the starship's engine emitted a deafening dragon roar.

This starry sky was destined to change.

Jiang Chen watched the red light dot getting closer and closer, the arrogance in his eyes enough to make the galaxy flow backward.

He patted Academician Chen Shuyin beside him, smiling extremely brightly.

"Look."

"Doesn't this mean another wave of gift-bearing boys has arrived?"

"Today's hot pot is destined to have extra dishes."