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Shen Fei's simple command, "Make them line up," made it an inviolable rule in Sky City.

The Morgan family's Prometheus, along with other conglomerates that rushed to the scene, regardless of their status on Earth, were now hovering in the designated airspace, just like thousands of other private jets, waiting to be called.

Hanger No. 1 of Sky City was temporarily converted into an antique appraisal center.

Rows of robots moved silently, while beams of blue data swept down from the dome, carrying out the identification work.

One by one, high-tech transport boxes were opened in an orderly fashion by robotic arms, and the contents inside shimmered under holographic light.

Evelyn Reed, the chief scientific officer of the Atlantic Group, is leading her team as they inspect these so-called "treasures".

Her expression changed from anticipation at the beginning to impatience and disappointment in the end.

"Next. Number 73, a tribute from the Bourbon family, the Heart of the Ocean Blue Diamond Necklace," a researcher called out weakly.

Evelyn glanced at the blue diamond, too lazy to even approach it.

"All-carbon, with over 30,000 lattice defects and two-thousandths of impurities." Without turning her head, she walked to the next box and said directly, "Evaluation value zero. Throw it into a material crusher and see if we can extract some industrial diamonds."

The researchers around them had become numb.

This diamond, which would be fought over by royalty on Earth, is given a second glance here.

Inside the observation deck lounge.

Hannah stood in front of Shen Fei and displayed the preliminary selection report using a 3D holographic projection.

"Sir, these are the first batch of 127 items that passed the preliminary selection. They were chosen from more than 3,000 items and were deemed to have some historical or cultural value."

Shen Fei leaned back on the sofa as Su Man considerately peeled a grape and fed it to him. Shen Fei didn't even look at the projector; he lazily opened his mouth.

Tell me about it.

"Yes."

Hannah reached out and zoomed in on the three-dimensional model of the first exhibit. It was a set of gold tableware salvaged from the wreck of the Nuevo Atocha, pure gold and inlaid with emeralds.

"The Pirate King's gold cutlery, the assessment report says it has high historical and artistic value."

Su Man looked at the set of tableware and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. This was not just money, but a testament to history.

Shen Fei finally raised his eyelids.

"It's just gold, a common heavy metal in the universe. It's plentiful and stable, that's all." His voice was flat. "The gemstone on top is beryl, which contains chromium and vanadium. Radiation can affect its molecular structure, so eating with it will make the food taste bad."

He paused, then said, "Garbage. Tell Evelyn to melt it all down. Give the extracted gold to 07 to use for circuit plating on the drone's motherboard. Don't waste it."

Hannah wrote it down expressionlessly: "Understood."

Su Man listened in stunned silence.

Those are national treasures! How could they just melt them down to make circuit boards?

Before she could catch her breath, Hannah had already moved on to the next exhibit.

An old cross-shaped sword with strange patterns on its blade, which looks very sharp.

"Found in the basement of an ancient castle in Bavaria, the accompanying parchment records that it once 'pierced the scales of a dragon,' and the dark red marks on the sword are suspected to be dragon blood."

This time, Shenfei seemed to have taken a little interest.

"Oh? Have Evelyn bring up the mass spectrometry data."

A data stream instantly unfolded beside them.

"Hmm, iron and carbon, mixed with a little iridium, so it's a bit hard, that's it." Shen Fei glanced at it and said, "The so-called dragon blood is a protein residue from a prehistoric reptile. The DNA is incomplete, but it is closely related to lizards."

He shook his head, his last bit of interest gone.

"Recycle it. This material isn't even strong enough to make steak knives for our restaurant."

"……yes."

A third model emerged.

An Inca gold priest mask that has never been made public, with a mysterious design and a huge black crystal set between its eyebrows.

"According to the provider, this is a sacred object used by Inca priests to communicate with the gods, and wearing it allows one to hear divine pronouncements."

"The design is quite interesting," Shen Fei commented. "The patterns on it can slightly amplify the wearer's own brainwaves, especially frontal lobe activity. The obsidian in the center of the forehead absorbs specific light, stimulating the pineal gland and making people more prone to hallucinations."

He drew a conclusion.

"A low-end VR headset, the kind that can't connect to the internet."

"What's your opinion on how to handle this?" Hannah asked.

"Let's throw it into the C-zone warehouse. When we renovate the employee restrooms later, we can hang it on the wall as a decoration."

Su Man couldn't help but laugh.

She looked at Shen Fei, her eyes filled with shock.

These national treasures, sacred objects, and legendary weapons that would make the wealthy fight tooth and nail for on Earth, are not even worthy of being classified as garbage by Shen Fei.

She realized once again that Shen Fei's current level of achievement was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Just then, the door to the lounge was violently pushed open.

Evelyn stormed in, slammed the data panel on the table, her face full of frustration.

"Boss! This is a complete waste of time!"

Her chest heaved, clearly she was furious.

"I led my team to work for six consecutive hours, testing over a thousand 'pledges of allegiance'! Ninety-nine percent of them were useless carbon-based or silicon-based contraptions!"

She pointed at the model on the screen, her tone full of disdain.

"Besides the regular elements on the periodic table, I haven't seen a single stable superheavy isotope! Their understanding of 'treasures' is too superficial! This is an insult to science!"

Shen Fei looked at her, smiled, and comforted her.

"Don't worry, Evelyn, I understand."

He gestured for Su Man to hand Evelyn a glass of water.

"This is just a screening process to eliminate those who don't understand the rules."

Shen Fei turned to Hannah.

"Looks like it's time to set a passing grade for them. Pass the word down."

"Yes, sir."

Hannah nodded and immediately turned around to start operating.

Almost simultaneously, all the planes and yachts queuing outside, as well as the secret meeting rooms around the world, received a second announcement from the Atlantic Group.

The announcement was concise, but it was filled with a sense of technological pressure.

"[Announcement]: Due to the low quality of most submitted exhibits, which is wasting review resources, from this moment on, all submitted items must meet one of the following conditions to be eligible for admission:"

"A: The item itself possesses an independent, sustainable energy source that is not generated by chemical reactions."

"B: The item contains an unknown stable element outside the periodic table of elements on Earth, or a known stable isotope that cannot be synthesized by Earth's technology."

"C: The physical structure of the object or the information entropy it contains significantly violates all existing known physical laws."

"【Note】: Applicants who do not meet the above conditions but still submit applications for ordinary antiques or works of art will be considered to have wasted their time, and their affiliated organizations will be permanently blacklisted."

The world fell silent the moment the announcement was made.

The wealthy people who were scrambling for the treasures just moments before now looked pale as they stared at the words on the screen.

An independent energy source?

Unknown stable element?

Violating the laws of physics?

They finally understood that the master of Sky City didn't want any wealth or antiques at all.

What he wants is a miracle that transcends human civilization!

After the silence came panic.

In the waiting airspace outside Sky City, more than half of the planes silently turned around and returned to their origin.

Their pledges of allegiance became a joke in the face of the new rules.

But the remaining few forces were invigorated.

In New York, aboard the Morgan family's Prometheus, an elderly man with white hair smiled as he looked at the new announcement.

"Very good, the small fry have been cleaned up."

In London, the Rothschild family's communication channel also received the calm voice of the head of the family.

"Notify the underground archives to open the third door."

They knew that the real showdown was just beginning.

Hannah's expression suddenly turned serious.

She quickly walked to Shen Fei's side and connected the internal communication.

"gentlemen."

"A special transport plane from China has just sent a docking request."

Shen Fei raised an eyebrow: "China? What did they bring?"

Hannah's expression was somewhat serious.

"The key point is the way they came."

"Air traffic control shows they didn't take any regular routes..."

"This transport plane made a direct space jump and appeared in the airspace a thousand kilometers away from us."