The Ball Master Wants to Build a Spaceship!

For the first time in human history, more than 10 billion people were staring at the electronic screen.

It was also the first time in human history that tens of billions of people were watching a live broadcast all at the same time, and it was a live broadcast of one person's performance.

There were two words highlighted on the screen.

This was simply unbelievable.

Such a specific set of circumstances was likely never to happen again in the history of mankind.

More than ten billion people were watching Shawn, who was flipping through a book, on the public screens.

The humans on all the spaceships were not worried in the slightest that they would not understand the words appearing on the screen. Artificial intelligence translation had long been the norm of this century.

In the different spaceships, all the words that appeared on their public screens had been translated to the national language of each country.

Mankind had one common understanding though.

People who reflected in deep thoughts every day were usually from the upper class.

Those who had only shallow sentiments every day or didn't think at all were ordinary people.

What most people thought was impossible had become possible.

Only those who truly understood the situation knew the truth.

The minutes passed by slowly.

Nobody in the world was bored though.

This was more exciting than watching any live broadcast.

The comments on the big screen were even more interesting, keeping everyone entertained.

The artificial intelligence programs used would often find hot topics that people paid attention to.

A subject was picked out by the artificial system, 'Ah San eating sh*t.'

Otherwise, as every second passed, the screens would be flooded with tens of billions of comments that even if everyone had bionic eyes, they would have missed the main point.

The money for the bet reached a shocking ten trillion.

The richest person on Earth was worth only a few hundred billion.

One trillion is a trillion.

What is ten trillion?

It was enough money for the people of the world to live happily for some time.

Ah San: "Why do I feel that Mr. Shawn is an American?"

This time, no one refuted the sentiment of the San country citizen.

Most of them had bet that Shawn wouldn't be able to persevere.

Although they really wanted to see someone from the San country to eat sh*t.

"Yeah, ball owner. How is he so patient? It's already been half an hour. He can't persist for five hours, right?"

"So what if he can last for five hours? If he can't find the book he wants, I'll wait for him to break down and do something weird."

"I'm looking forward to it. How weird can he get?"

Ah San: "He'll probably go look for a female donkey..."

The Chinese woman: "Ah San is so scary. His brain is in his butt."

Rainbow Nation: "I don't believe that ball owner can last until the end. Look at him. Sometimes he smiles, and sometimes he frowns. He's clearly mentally disturbed."

"Do you think it's helpful for him to flip through the book so quickly?"

"I'm afraid only the ball owner, Sir Shawn, would know the answer to this. He probably wants to find a way to make a simple survival tool from a mechanical book."

"Damn you, are you blind? Can't you see what the ball owner is reading?"

A large number of people reminded him.

Only then did everyone notice that the books that Shawn was currently flipping through were about quantum mechanics and atomic science.

"Heavens, he's reading these books to find a survival guide. This has to be a joke."

The Chinese man said, "Haven't you guys heard of quantum mechanics, where nothing is fixed?"

"The ball owner is currently at a loss. He might be trying to find the answer from quantum mechanics."

"That's right, but can you explain how fast he can flip through a book?"

"Can he learn quantum mechanics from this method?"

The comments on the public screen exploded again.

So much so that there were problems with the translation. Many languages appeared on the same screen, causing everyone to be stunned.

Then, the screens of all the spaceships displayed, 'Everyone, please comment slowly. The server can easily be overloaded. The consequence of overloading is that the translation intelligence software fails.'

"I don't understand, ball owner. What kind of strange behavior is this?"

"It's clearly the last human crisis. Is this a joke made at the expense of a monkey? To fill our journey with full of joy?"

The expert: "These books are extremely high level. Don't even talk about flipping through them like this. Even if we sit down and study them carefully, if we don't have the talent, we wouldn't be able to understand a single book in even eight to ten years.".

"Given the ball owner's behavior, I suspect that there's something wrong with the ball owner's mind.

"If I suppress the ball owner for a while, he'll do something abnormal. I bet you ten million."

"Are experts really rich these days?"

"Of course! Everyone knows that. What did you think? Did you think that their capabilities were just for show?"

Shawn continued reading. Quantum mechanics, computer science, architecture, physics.

He flipped through every book at lightning pace.

"Is there anyone who feels like the ball owner isn't looking for survival books? I feel like he's trying to build a spaceship."

This joke caused another wave of crazy comments.

Even though the AI system was removing trash comments, the big screen was still moving so fast that it was hard to read anything.

"AH, the ball owner has leveled up? He's reading cosmology and astronomy now."

"Will he be reading about space folding in a while?"

Shawn was indeed looking for books on space folding technology.

The human super spaceship had space folding technology.

If they wanted to transform the entire earth into a huge spaceship, this technology was indispensable.

"Wait, look..."

Everyone looked at the notification that appeared below the amount of money.

Jack Ma from China: "Bet 100 million on Mr. Shawn. Able to last for five hours, able to maintain a clear mind, and not do anything abnormal."

"Oh my God, isn't that the richest person in China? Is he crazy? Isn't he bound to lose?"

"The rich sure are high ballers."

Such a large sum of money made many middle-class people pay attention.

At this moment, Shawn took out another book. It was on quantum mechanics construction.

"This Tesla material bank has all kinds of books. This name looks high and mighty."

"Tsk, what's the use? Can we eat?"

Expert: "No Way. The ball owner actually reads this book?"

"The 'expert' from upstairs, may I ask, is this book very difficult?"

The expert said, "Of course it is. The current folding technology on our spaceships is based on quantum structure."

Shawn opened the quantum structure, and his pace slowed.

He raised his eyebrows in joy. "That's right, that's right. The space folding technology is based on quantum structure."

As if he had found a treasure, he quickly flipped through the book twice before putting it down.

This was also the only book he had read twice since he started reading.

After flipping through the book, Shawn closed his eyes and carefully digested it.

When he opened his eyes, he was shocked. "The intelligence of humans has indeed reached a very high level. I have a super brain and super learning ability yet it took me time to digest such a book."

His words dumbfounded everyone on the spaceship.

For a few seconds, the screen was frozen like the world had stopped.

Three seconds later, the screen was flooded with crazy comments.

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. What is the ball master saying? He has a super brain?"

"That he has a super learning ability?"

"Could it be that the ball master is an alien?"

"Oh my God, have I won yet? The ball owner seems to have lost his mind."

Under the eyes of the whole world, Shawn picked up another book. "The study of particle collision in mechanical engineering." He flipped through it.

Three hours passed.

Xiao Shawn was still reading.

The number of people commenting on the public screen gradually decreased.

Through the big screen, one could feel the combined nervous energy of a billion people.

"F*ck, is the ball owner cheating? Does he really need to read for more than five hours?"