"Mmmpf, mmmpf..." Although the captain of the Oya Cross Nation archaeological team had tape over his mouth, he still made noises, hoping to draw Junior's attention.
Junior's group had noticed the archaeological team captain long ago. However, Junior had discovered that the man was not a Newtype, so he continued speaking with Long Fei.
"We've been talking for several hours. How about you come to my palace? I'll properly entertain you. There are also many things I wish to ask you."
"Mmmpf, mmmpf..." The archaeological team captain made even louder noises and struggled more fiercely. Even the rest of the team and the accompanying media crew began making noises, hoping to attract Junior's group's attention.
Junior asked curiously, "What's going on with these ordinary humans? They seem very excited to see us."
Long Fei gave a brief explanation.
"Ha, we Noah do not see ourselves as gods. We are merely a race that has mastered relatively advanced technology."
"Then I'll let them come over and speak with you. Explain it to them yourself."
Long Fei made a gesture, and all the Oya Cross Nation people had their tape and handcuffs removed.
All the Oya Cross Nation people rushed before Junior and the others, fell to their knees, and clasped their hands as though in prayer. They all cried out excitedly, "Great gods, we have finally met you!"
Junior waved his hand and said, "We Noah are not gods. We have merely mastered technology more advanced than yours."
"But, Lord Gods, you came to our planet and enlightened us. You taught us how to use tools and construct buildings, and even taught us ethics. Your greatness is more than enough for us to call you gods."
"In truth, it was merely some of our compatriots who came over and gave you