Chapter 1,279 The Necessity of Not Committing Suicide

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"This is the supreme commander of the Xiling Empire. Where are you from?"

"This is the supreme commander of the Fiyali Empire. Where are we?"

Two voices sounded in the communicator almost at the same time. I heard the voice of a young woman coming from the other side - I didn't expect that the leader of this group of trekkers turned out to be a woman, and she was also a woman who claimed to be the Commander-in-Chief of the Empire. Fialli Empire?

I tossed the name back and forth in my mind several times, and then confirmed that I had never heard of it. Obviously, Macro World had never come into contact with such a civilization, and no information about this civilization had been reported to me.

I cleared my throat and adjusted myself to a serious state according to the standards for contacting the leader of a new civilization: "You speak first."

"You say it first." The female voice came from the communicator at about the same time.

Me: "...Okay, let me talk first..."

A voice also came from the other side of the communicator at the same time: "Okay, let me talk first..."

The corner of my eye twitched twice, and I saw a group of bastards around me lying on the ground laughing and unable to get up. Bingtis was the most exaggerated. This female gangster was lying on the ground, pointing straight at the ceiling with one wing, as if She was shivering like a cramp, and I couldn't help but go up and grab the edge of this female gangster's wings and pinch her. She suddenly let out a cry of pain: The world has finally calmed down.

"Ahem, this is just a small problem. Don't worry about it." I pressed the communicator panel and tried to keep my tone calm. "I noticed that there is damage on your spaceship. How is the situation now? If you need help, we will bring you A powerful tow boat.”

The three red-painted spaceships were not intact. They all had minor or heavy scars on their bodies. They were probably scratched by enemy artillery while escaping from the pursuit of the fallen apostles. Part of the tail structure of two of the spaceships was lost. Another slightly larger spacecraft had a crack on the central axis that almost ripped off the upper armor. According to the description in the help message. They have lost the ability to return: The return here should refer to the ability to cross the void and return to their own universe. However, the fact that they were able to move to this place after sending out a request for help shows that their basic motivation should be fine. I asked this out of courtesy...

As a result, as soon as I thought of this, an overjoyed voice came from the other side: "Oh, that's great. Our conventional engine just stopped. If you are willing to help, it will really solve the urgent need."

"...Dad. I think we have encountered a group of very troublesome guys," Xiaoxue glanced at me and couldn't help but mutter, "How about we pretend we didn't see them?"

I thought about it and felt that I had encountered a lot of troublesome people in my life, so I slapped my daughter on the head casually: "Stop talking nonsense. Let the barge pass by, just think they want to save themselves some fuel money..."

The three barges brought with them when setting off were now in good use (Xiao Xue had good predictions). Soon, a traction field was used behind each barge to tow a "wrecked ship" from the Fiyali Empire and claimed to have a power system failure. The small fleet composed of rescue teams and rescue ships left the blazing sky area where the quasar was raging after more than ten minutes. We have not returned to the Dark Nebula to join the Sixth Fleet for the time being, but have temporarily stayed at the gravitational boundary of the quasar. We need to get in touch with the people in those three ships first and have a rough understanding of each other's background before we can decide on our next move. The woman who claimed to be the Queen of the Fiyali Empire expressed her understanding and hoped to be a guest on the "big spaceship".

Of course I readily agreed, as this was the first step in friendly communication. It seems that these strangers have already gained initial trust in us. At least they can be sure that we are not in the same group as the fallen apostles - everyone can probably see this. The fallen apostles' approach is so distinctive that there are probably very few races with normal minds who will mix with them. Bar.

A gate opened at the front of the opponent's largest spacecraft, and then a group of four small aircraft, probably shuttles, rushed out of the gate and quickly approached the Civilized Community's aircraft carrier. A few minutes later, the aircraft carrier's host computer reported that visitors from the Fiyali Empire had boarded the ship, and the guests were moved to the upper ecological zone of the aircraft carrier, a total of twelve people. The shipboard host also specifically emphasized that the visiting guests were standard Type 1 humanoids. That means standard human appearance and physiological structure. This step is quite important. Because the members of the civilized community are so diverse, they range from molluscs to arthropods. Their spacecraft also has the most complex material supply and life support systems, so that the first necessary function of the artificial intelligence they create now is to determine the target's life type to prevent danger: such as providing humanoid carbon-based organisms with Strongly acidic drinks and the like... This thing almost happened back then.

When I led a group of noisy "followers" to the ecological zone reception room, half of the twelve guests were busy studying the strange facilities in the room-the messy patchwork interior decoration of the Civilized Community. This has always been a very eye-catching feature, but the remaining half were discussing something quickly, as if a small disagreement had occurred.

When everyone pushed the door open, a sentence fell right into my ears: "My Queen, you are indeed taking a risk. We should send a representative instead of you to board the ship in person. In the rules for contact with alien civilizations, this is the most... …”

The sentence was not finished because the speaker noticed that the owner of the place had entered the room. Following the guidance of these words, my eyes naturally fell on the person in the middle among the twelve people, who was vaguely surrounded and protected by the others.

The person speaking was a short woman next to her, perhaps one of her adjutants or confidants, and the one surrounded by others, also known as "Her Majesty the Queen," was naturally the person we wanted to meet.

"Hello, I am the supreme commander here, the leader of the empire. You can just call me Chen Jun." I extended my hand in a friendly manner, and the other party responded after being slightly stunned. It seemed that there was a similar handshake in their world. Due to etiquette, the two finally did not have the embarrassment of the first communication between different races at this time.

"Thank you for your selfless assistance. I am the Queen of the Fiyali Empire, Yaphelis - well, you can just call me Felice, this is the abbreviation," the other party smiled and said politely, "We come from a very A faraway place. We are really in big trouble this time."

Somewhat unexpectedly, this woman who calls herself the Queen is younger than I thought.

She looks to be about the same age as her sister. She is tall and slender, probably half a head taller than Qian Qian. She is wearing an all-black dress with a solemn style: this should be an improvement from some kind of uniform, and You can see some traces of military uniforms or official clothing, but it has been cut and modified according to the wearer's preferences to look like a skirt. The young woman in front of me has waist-length straight black hair and delicate facial features. Her eyes are slender and slightly upward: this makes her look like she has been in a position of power for a long time. I have seen a similar temperament in Sandora. Of course, considering that the other party claims to be the queen of a certain civilization, this momentum can be easily explained.

So, this is the leader of the other party. My first impression is that of a young ruler. And she has a temperament consistent with her identity - it's just that it's not sure whether this newly emerged race has a lifespan similar to humans. After all, Sandora looks very young, but in fact, that girl has enough time for humans to evolve from macromolecules to... The primate went back and forth several times... Well, Sandora shouldn't be able to hear it, right?

What do I think of this mess! !

When I was curiously observing the girl in front of me, the other party was also curiously observing a group of us. Her eyes stayed on me for a while, as if to confirm the identity of the leader of the strange man in front of me, and then her eyes fell on The five-man group of protoss men behind us, although they were well concealed. I still saw an obvious look of disbelief on her face. When I followed her gaze, I realized why she was surprised:

Bingtis's wings were not taken back, and the female gangster was hiding her head under the wings to fiddle with her own feathers...

“Have you joined KFC Deluxe Lunch now?”

Everyone was shocked, and I was sweating coldly as I looked at the queen who suddenly said something shocking: "There is a KFC in your world?!"

"Yeah?" The other party was also quite surprised, "That group has already expanded its business to this world?!"

I coughed twice, indicating that this topic was over, and then attributed everything to the influence of information interference...

But in any case, the queen's sudden and surprising words made the atmosphere instantly harmonious. Isn't there such a famous saying? Human beings only get closer when they lose their moral integrity at the same time. When this girl said the three words "Kentucky Fried Chicken", I instantly felt a sense of intimacy with her: This must be so in tune with the unscrupulous people at home. Then I asked the other party a few questions, mainly about where he came from and whether he had a temporary residence permit. The women who called themselves Phyllis did not hide much: in fact, they seemed a bit confused about these issues.

During the conversation, we learned that these visitors to the Fialli Empire came from a world that has not yet completed the unification of cosmic political power. In other words, their universe still has multiple civilizations with disputes, and the Fialli Empire is one of the more technologically advanced ones. .

This is not common in cross-world civilizations, because most advanced civilizations only begin to understand other worlds after they have mastered the entire universe, have extremely strong resources and technological backing, and fully understand their own universe. areas to explore. A cross-world civilization should usually be the only representative of their home world, as the saying goes, and expeditions cannot begin until the unification war is completed. However, the group of people in front of us seem to come from a civilization with a more radical development path. They recklessly ran to other universes without even exploring their own home world. Of course, this civilization may have been lucky. God knows how they mastered the technology of cross-world navigation... This is not an area that a civilization that has not even completed the unification of the universe has access to.

One thing is certain, the Fiyali people's cross-world navigation technology has just started. They are still in the exploratory stage of this technology, which the other party has admitted frankly.

"This is incredible. We have just mastered the technology to jump out of the universe!" A woman named Phyllis was sitting on the sofa in the living room. As she spoke, her eyes kept drifting around Bingtis. I guess she was Curious about where the pair of wings with a wingspan of three meters went, Bingtis was made uncomfortable by the other party's strange eyes, because Phyllis looked at her with the same expression as looking at grilled chicken wings, so the female gangster chose Pulling Monina and the others to play cards, Phyllis finally focused on the conversation in front of her, "The world outside the universe, a completely different space and galaxies! Many unconfirmed things are now available That’s right! Apart from running into a bunch of lunatics, I think our expedition was a great success!”

I nodded in understanding. The race that jumps out of the universe for the first time will face huge turbulence in their worldview. They can rarely remain calm under such circumstances. Being willing to jump out of the universe means having extremely strong curiosity and enterprising spirit, both of which will be lost in the future. There is the greatest catharsis in truly seeing what is beyond the world. Half of the eleven entourage brought by Phyllis were still curiously observing the things around them, and almost everyone had an unconcealed surprise and desire to explore on their faces. The short, short-haired woman who was always standing next to Phyllis couldn't help coughing, quieting down the compatriots who were already preparing to dismantle the furniture: "Ladies and gentlemen, please at least be decent in front of the Queen."

"This is my adjutant and assistant," Phyllis said, pointing to the short woman with short hair and a serious expression. Then he picked up the drink on the table, "In fact, we have visited two or three places before and met many races - I mean before we met those crazy people. Some civilizations are quite vigilant, and some are hostile. But it is still very restrained, and some civilizations are very excited and friendly to sudden contact. Generally speaking, the outside world is a place full of challenges and opportunities... Well. Except for those crazy people. And now we seem to have encountered it again. A civilization that can talk well, you seem to be quite kind. We are not sure about the rules of other universes yet, but I hope the friendly local civilizations can help. Our spaceship needs maintenance, and we also need to replenish some supplies: If it can be found locally. Of course, we will pay, the currency may not be realistic, but we have supplies from other worlds... Wow!"

"What's wrong?" I was made nervous by the other party's sudden exclamation, but Phyllis just raised the cup in her hand and shook it at me: "Is it okay to drink this thing? We haven't ingested another world yet. The scientists on the ship felt that this was very dangerous, and they all held a short meeting before taking their first breath in the other world. If they hadn't almost suffocated to death, the meeting could actually have been longer..."

"Well... don't worry," I felt that the other party's attribute of constantly jumping between being serious and official and jumping off topic was quite familiar, "We have already mastered the cross-world technology, and the things we supply to you are safe. substance……"

I notified the Sixth Fleet through the spiritual connection to prepare for our return, while finally asking the most important question at the moment: "By the way, how did you get involved with the fallen apostles - those lunatics you call them?"

Phyllis thought for a moment. Then he said with three points of uncertainty: "Maybe they don't like paying in advance?"

I:"?"

Phyllis spread her hands: "That's why I said they were crazy. We didn't provoke those guys at all. They came over for no reason. We just went to their outpost and asked if we wanted to sell at a discount. Crystallized kyanite, and then those madmen drove out the battleship... If the adjutant hadn't reacted quickly, and the void space between the worlds was very suitable for escape... the strategic shift, I'm afraid they would have been killed. They The spaceship is insanely fast—and the firepower is insane..."

I no longer knew how to express myself at this time, and my intuition told me that this was probably the most amazing group of guys we had ever encountered: They went to the outpost of the fallen apostle to sell things? !

"What are you doing here?" I asked, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

Phyllis snapped her fingers naturally: "Let's do business! Isn't the greatest meaning of traveling around the world to be able to do business?! Can you find a wider market and farther trade routes than this!"

"Then you go to the fallen apostle's outpost to sell discounted ore..."

"Well, well," Phyllis nodded, "Those ores are specialties from another universe. According to my experience, things from other worlds are the best-selling products..."

"You want money rather than life!"

"What are you doing if you don't have money?"

I thought about it and felt that with my IQ, it would be difficult to explain to the void vendor in front of me who wanted money rather than his life what the three rules of super contact are - that is, no exchange of world coordinates and no exchange of unknown effects when alien civilizations first come into contact. From the other side's point of view, these three safety rules are definitely the biggest enemies that hinder the way of making money. By the way, she also claims to be Her Majesty the Queen of the Fialli Empire... Could this queen's hobbies be any more bizarre?

Of course, when I thought about the fact that there is a queen at home who can eat half the table, I suddenly felt that maybe queens should be a little weird...

"Wait a minute," Xiaoxue said nothing since just now. She seemed to suddenly remember something at this moment. She stared straight at Felice, "You said those fallen apostles were originally lured here from somewhere else by you. ?”

Phyllis realized the seriousness of this problem in an instant, so she replied seriously: "I'm a little dizzy, and suddenly I can't remember what I just said..."

"Dad," Xiaoxue ignored Felice's move of lying on the table and pretending to be in shock. She tugged on my sleeve, "Look, the target of the fallen apostles at the beginning was not the macro world. They were taken from the outpost by this time-travel peddler. Seduced..."

Me: "..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)

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