I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

Chen Xi looked up at Li Guobang and Su Qingge, who had just come back to her senses from looking at the data.

"I have a bold idea."

Li Guobang immediately made a "please speak" gesture, and everyone in the command room focused their attention on Chen Xi.

"We know nothing about the Celestial Realm, and they know nothing about us. In this situation of complete information asymmetry, we cannot measure their values ​​by what we consider 'precious'."

Chen Xi pointed to the message from [Chang'e] on the screen.

"For example, the fairy Chang'e was troubled by dry skin, which suggests that they may not have had modern moisturizing skincare products."

He then pointed to the banter between Sun Wukong and the Giant Spirit God.

"Sun Wukong complained that the immortal wine was 'too bland,' which suggests that they may be seeking a more stimulating and intense taste experience."

"So," Chen Xi took a deep breath and stated his core solution.

"We shouldn't bring out our best stuff for the first trial transaction."

"We should use the most ordinary and common things in our world, but which may be the newest and most impactful things for them, to knock on this door."

A glint flashed in Li Guobang's eyes, and he immediately understood Chen Xi's thinking.

Dimensional reduction attack!

Use cheap industrial products from the mortal world to exchange for priceless treasures from the celestial realm!

"The plan is feasible!" Li Guobang immediately approved.

"Qingge, immediately assemble a team of experts and compile a list of alternative items. Be quick!"

Although Su Qingge wasn't particularly interested in these sociological issues, her execution skills were absolutely top-notch.

In less than ten minutes, a temporary expert group consisting of food experts, chemical experts, luxury goods appraisers, folklorists, and others presented thousands of solutions via remote video conference.

A list of over a hundred pages was projected onto a giant screen in front of Chen Xi.

"Option 1: Diamonds. The hardest natural substance on Earth, a pure crystal of carbon, is a top-tier luxury item in the mortal realm, and might be able to impress female deities in the celestial realm."

"Option Two: Rare minerals, such as 'tafelicite' and 'beryllium aluminum calcium silicate,' whose crystal structure and color far surpass those of diamonds, and may be unheard of in the celestial realm."

"Option 3: Top-tier perfumes, such as 'Chanel No. 5,' whose complex chemical molecular structure provides a multi-layered olfactory experience..."

"Option Four: The recipes and ingredients for the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, showcasing the pinnacle of Chinese cuisine..."

The experts argued endlessly in the video, each believing their own proposal was most likely to impress the gods.

Chen Xi flipped through the pages one by one, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

These things are too conventional, too presumptuous.

Do you think the gods have seen fewer rare and precious treasures than humans?

To compare one's wealth with that of the celestial realm using the most luxurious human possessions is tantamount to showing off one's limited skills before an expert.

What he needs is something more unorthodox and unexpected.

A taste bomb capable of instantly piercing their taste buds, which have remained calm for millions of years.

His fingers flew across the touchscreen, his gaze sweeping over each word.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped.

That was on the last page of the food category, on an option that experts labeled "low value, not recommended".

Without hesitation, Chen Xi used the red electronic pen to draw a heavy circle around that word.

On the screen, two bright red characters were clearly displayed in front of all the experts and Li Guobang.

"Spicy strips".

The entire command center, along with the dozens of experts on the other end of the video conference, fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone thought they had misread it.

"Ahem, Comrade Chen Xi," a highly respected senior professor of food science said, adjusting his glasses and speaking with some uncertainty.

"You...you're referring to spicy strips? Those snacks that cost one yuan a pack?"

"Yes," Chen Xi nodded, his tone certain.

"Nonsense!" A luxury goods appraisal expert immediately stood up excitedly.

"This is our first official contact with a mythical civilization! It concerns the fate of our nation! How can we test them with such low-class junk food? This is an insult to the gods!"

"I agree! This is too frivolous! The risk is too high!"

"What if we anger them and they close the passageway? Who will take responsibility for that?"

The expert panel was in uproar, with voices of opposition rising one after another.

They couldn't understand why, instead of a table full of delicacies, they would choose the most inconspicuous street food.

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, Li Guobang's calm voice resounded throughout the venue.

"Quiet!"

He stood up, his gaze sharp, sweeping over all the experts who had raised questions.

"The person in charge of the Nantianmen Project is Comrade Chen Xi, whose intuition has been proven in previous events."

"I choose to believe Comrade Chen Xi."

He turned to the orderly beside him and gave the order that left no room for argument.

"Notify the logistics department that I don't care what method you use, I want to have all brands and flavors of spicy strips available on the market in the base within half an hour."

"I want a whole case!"

Half an hour later.

A deafening roar came from the top of the base.

A Z-10 attack helicopter belonging to the Gyeonggi Garrison Command hovered over the camouflaged helipad.

A huge military green supply box was airdropped, with the words "Urgent Military Item" printed on it in large red letters.

Upon opening the box, one finds a neatly stacked box of... colorful spicy strips in various packaging.

Large gluten, small gluten, kissing gluten, gunpowder box... everything you could want.

The entire command room was filled with a strange, unique spicy aroma reminiscent of spicy strips.

The expressions on the faces of all the staff were priceless.

Chen Xi picked up her phone and took a deep breath.

He had been observing in the group for a long time, and Sun Wukong was still arguing with the Giant Spirit God, complaining that "it's so bland it's like a bird is coming out of my mouth."

It's now!

Chen Xi's fingers flew across the screen as he typed, precisely tagging that most special person.

"@Sun Wukong, Great Sage, if you have some free time, would you like to try my 'Nine Heavens Fire-Crafted Arhat Tendons' that I refined in the mortal realm?"

The name was hastily come up with by a folklorist on the expert team; it sounds both Buddhist and fiery.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xi picked up a bag of the most classic large gluten noodles from the table without hesitation and stuffed it into the virtual red envelope box at the bottom of his phone.

[Golden Finger: Cross-Industry Red Envelopes]

A special red envelope was sent to [Sun Wukong].

The entire Heavenly Court chat group fell silent instantly.

All the gods seemed to be waiting to see how the fearless Monkey King would react.