Those strange Alien Races rolled to a stop, then began searching through the ruins. Judging by their movements, this clearly was not their first time doing something like this.
"What do you think they're doing?"
Watching the scene on the screen, the girls began discussing it among themselves.
"I think they're conducting an archaeological excavation."
"No, I think they're here to pick through junk..."
Watching those little aliens shout and haul seemingly battered items out of the city ruins, no one quite knew what to say. Before long, the girls watched the Alien Creatures carry the flag back onto their ship, then quickly start it up and leave.
"Should we follow them, Master?"
Faced with Nymph's question, Fang Zheng blinked.
"No. Send a drone after them first and see where they're going."
"Yes."
Upon hearing Fang Zheng's order, Nymph lightly moved her finger. A transparent, invisible Doraemon silently attached itself to the alien ship. Then the ship abruptly accelerated and vanished into the boundless sea of stars.
"How interesting."
Seeing this, Nymph's eyes widened in surprise.
"They used an extremely unique hyperspace traversal technology. It does not match their civilization's level."
"Oh? Maybe they're experts in archaeology too."
Fang Zheng understood what Nymph meant. Generally speaking, any civilization capable of creating hyperspace jump technology would have long since abandoned nuclear fusion. It was a bit like installing an antique engine in a supercar—not that it could not be used, but it served little purpose. But archaeology was another matter. It was like the Time-Space Administration Bureau in the Magical Girl world: aside from its time-space travel technology, it was weak as hell...
As the two spoke, the ship had already exited hyperspace and returned to normal orbit, then headed toward a massive yellow planet. Soon, the camera showed a stretch