Curse Tiger, Ocean Hunting Plan
Just like humans, the alien races' World Channel also contain a jumble of nonsense and incomprehensible requests for help.
But after three to five seconds, when the Game Panel received a message that it wasn't the Female Lion Man looking at it, but Su Mo staring at it, all the information began to be slowly filtered out.
Some idiots who kept muttering and begging for handouts from other races are gone!
Some idiots who were cursing Su Old Devil and saying he was a piece of trash are gone!
Furthermore, since the number of alien races capable of controlling the Game Panel is not like that of humans, this filtering process immediately slowed down the flow of information.
Upon close observation, Su Mo could clearly see the message conveyed in each message.
"Let me check. In the World Channel, there are a total of 340,000 alien races with speaking privileges."
"In other words, before the arrival of the Ocean Alien Race, the total number of alien races on the wasteland was 340,000."
"Of course, this also includes alien races like the Female Lion Man who are almost isolated. The truly powerful ones, calculated proportionally, are..."
"Twenty thousand to fifty thousand!"
The number was somewhat jarring, but at the same time, after seeing the comments on the World Channel, Su Mo couldn't help but chuckle.
[Bone-Eating Great Sun Python: Are there any guys near Black Mountain? I've caught a group of about 500 humans. I've observed them, and there are quite a few "fat guys" among them, all of them are so fat they're practically dripping with oil. They must taste incredibly delicious. My tribe currently has 80 combat power. I urgently need someone to come and help us.]
[Lone Lamp Illusory Rain Crocodile: These fat guys are not to be trifled with. I saw Old Wolf and his gang go after them the other day, but they just shouted "Long live the anime!" and charged in without fear. Before we could even come to their aid, Wolf was gone. I suspect that either there's a powerful figure behind them, feigning weakness to lure us into a trap, or they're incredibly strong. If you're looking to die, don't drag us down with you.]
[Primordial Yang Red Fiber Jackal: You're scared? You're scared? You're scared? If you ask me, you're all terrified by that Su Old Devil from the human race. These past few days, anyone with a bit of courage has been eating their fill. You cowards, always advocating that we should cower and go to the New Continent to develop, what kind of development are you talking about? When the ocean of people arrives, how much will we get?]
[Nine Heavens Electric Bone Sparrow: Heh, what does the ocean have to do with me? We've already decided that when the humans build ships, we'll hitch a ride on their ships to the New Continent. Before that, don't mess with Su Old Devil, or he'll destroy even the Gods behind you!]
[Karma Extinction Tin Phoenix Rhinoceros: I don't know if you guys are interested, but we've already done three! These humans are all treasures. Killing them not only gives us meat to eat, but also opens up summoning channels, strengthening our power and teaching us new skills—a win-win situation! If we miss this opportunity, we'll have to eat in our dreams to get a full meal~]
Unlike the human race's obsessive-compulsive tendencies, the chat among the alien races consists of several sentences at a time, making it painful to read.
However, upon seeing these names, Su Mo scratched his head, feeling as if he had entered a fantasy world.
"Wow, how come all these races have such awesome names?"
"Could it be that the Female Lion Man is among the lowest of the alien races?"
With a puzzled look in his eyes, Su Mo tilted his head and chuckled after taking a closer look at the Female Lion Man's nickname.
"Purple Jade Steel Eye Lion" is the Female Lion Man's nickname in the world chat, and it sounds equally domineering.
Following this nickname, Connie is her real name, which has a somewhat Western, gentle feel to it.
"Oh, so that's what you were thinking. I knew it!"
Following the habits of the animal kingdom, all species put a lot of effort into their names.
These races that are speaking are all trying to make their names sound powerful and imposing, so that they can have more say.
Of course, this trick would definitely not work in human society, but it is quite popular among these "weird" alien races.
And unlike the alien races he had imagined, in the World Channel, Su Mo not only saw people seeking to band together, researching ways out, joking and teasing each other, just like humans, but he even saw his own title appearing frequently.
"Su Old Devil?"
"So I'm this famous among the alien races?"
Touching his nose and looking at the still dejected Female Lion Man, Su Mo became interested. Just as he was about to stand up and go outside the cave to observe the other functions, the chat channel suddenly fell silent.
Unlike human chat, there is a daily limit on the number of messages you can send.
Because the alien race has fewer people, they can send one message every 30 seconds, with a maximum of five messages.
This mechanism not only ensures that no one spams the World Channel, but also prevents the chat from becoming too deserted when there are few people.
But at this moment, when he saw the chat channel quiet down and stared at the last few messages, Su Mo paused, a serious look on his face.
[Cursed Tiger]: Enough with the nonsense. There are only eighteen days left until the human migration. Within these eighteen days, any race with a population of less than five hundred is prohibited from participating in the Ocean Hunting Operation.
[Cursed Tiger]: All races that are not good at water must pay a sufficient price within eighteen days to learn Water Mastery.
[Cursed Tiger]: I'll repeat Su Old Devil's coordinates again: Liupan Low-lying Land (11021, 32331)
[Cursed Tiger]: All races intending to pass through this coordinate must report in advance. The Five Great Clans will coordinate their attack time; do not act without authorization.
[Cursed Tiger]: I hope all races can pass on the above messages to each other. Those who disobey will be killed without exception in the New Continent. These five murderous messages, like an imperial edict, completely silenced the world chat channel as soon as they were posted.
Even the races that had been joking earlier were now silent, as if they had been silenced.
Furthermore, unlike other races that add all sorts of bizarre prefixes to their names to enhance their prestige, they are different.
The name of the Cursed Tiger is extremely simple, but given this premise, it still caught Su Mo's attention.
"The Five Great Clans? What are those?"
"Do classes exist even among different races?"
Seeing that his coordinates had been exposed, Su Mo was slightly surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he was not too alarmed.
Given the obvious Underground Shelter and the fact that the lion-men hadn't been completely eliminated, it's not surprising that the alien races had information about it.
Even when the alien races proposed a unified plan for the attack, Su Mo showed no fear whatsoever.
On the contrary, it was their so-called "Ocean Hunting Operation" that made Su Mo feel like he had a thorn in his side.
In human chat, besides names, you can also see the other person's height and weight.
The information available in the chat of the alien races is very limited. Apart from the basic name, you can only see the speaker's racial strength rating.
"The Cursed Tiger race has a strength rating of 9.2, which doesn't seem very high."
"Let me see what the Lionmen's rating is!"
As he spoke, Su Mo clicked on the image of the Female Lion Man.
The numbers are very accurate. The strength rating of the Purple Jade Steel Eye Lion race is only 0.003, which means the Curse Tiger Race is three thousand times stronger than the Lion-Man race! Returning to the world chat panel, this time, Su Mo directly dragged the panel to the top.
Start by clicking on each of the races that have spoken previously to check their strength.
It wouldn't have mattered if he hadn't looked, but once he did, Su Mo immediately realized that things weren't as simple as he had imagined.
"The Cursed Tiger, compared to this, seems to be quite strong!"
The more he examined it, the clearer Su Mo's understanding of the Curse Tiger Race's 9.2 rating became.
The strength ratings of other races, such as the Bone-Eating Great Sun Python with 80 members, only have a score of 0.8.
The Karma Extinction Tin Phoenix Rhinoceros, which has already won three votes, only has a rating of 1.9.
In comparison, the Curse Tiger Race, with a rating of 9.2, is like Dimensional Reduction Strike, with a clear power gap compared to other races.
With very little information available, after scanning the World Channel and Area Channel, Su Mo wasn't foolish enough to directly ask about the origins of the Curse Tiger Race. Instead, he turned his attention to the Female Lion Man in the corner.
"Curse Tiger."
"Connie, do you know what kind of background the Cursed Tiger is among your alien race? It seems to be very powerful?" Now that the Female Lion Man has been subdued, she is bound to be a little sensitive.
Therefore, when asking questions, Su Mo was very careful with his wording, trying not to use words that carried a lot of emotion to express the meaning of the sentences.
Fortunately, after hearing Su Mo's words, Connie, the Female Lion Man, first showed a hint of fear, and then in an instant, she turned into bewilderment.
This change in expression is just like a traitor in a Hong Kong movie, who is confused about the future when questioned after betraying his boss.
Connie had witnessed the fall of the Dog God, but the fact that she was still afraid showed that this cursed tiger was no ordinary creature.
"Don't be afraid. I know Cursed Tiger might be a bit powerful, but rest assured, he's still a step below me."
My rating is 29!
Connie made up a number on the spot, taking advantage of the fact that the alien race did not understand the rules of the human panel. When she heard Su Mo say 29, Connie's eyes immediately lit up.
It was as if Su Mo had infused him with courage, and his posture straightened up a bit.
"The Curse Tiger Race, they are one of the Five Great Royal Clans among our Land Alien Race."
"When they first arrived here, they brought with them a full thousand people, and now they have..."
"Eight thousand six hundred clansmen!"
Connie seemed to have had quite a few interactions with the Curse Tiger Race, and she spoke of the Cursed Tigers' origins with great familiarity.
"Eight thousand six? That many?"
This number far exceeded Su Mo's expectations.
On Earth, according to the last count before the journey, the global wild tiger population was only around four thousand, and the largest tiger of all, the Siberian tiger, numbered only about six hundred!
But now, upon hearing that there were actually more than eight thousand of these cursed tigers, Su Mo suddenly felt a sense of unease.
If these tigers were as ferocious as those on Earth, the thought of over eight thousand charging at once would make even Su Mo, the strongest human in the wasteland, have no desire to fight them.
If you encounter them, the only options are to hide or run!
In a direct confrontation, without at least a hundred machine guns, hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition, and a suitable defensive line, it would be absolutely difficult to withstand.
"Yes, as far as I know, the number of humans who died at their hands was only about five thousand, which is not enough to allow them to have such a large number."
"They rely on tribal warfare, they rely on killing us!"
"Their power, their status, their titles were all established by killing us, who are also of a different race!"
The heavy tone, coupled with Connie's complicated expression.
Su Mo understood that when she said those words, unlike the humans, who would feel pride, boost morale, and be full of hope when Su Mo was mentioned, she, being of a different race, did not do so.
Connie showed utter disgust when the Cursed Tiger was mentioned; it was a disgust that couldn't be hidden in her eyes.
Su Mo had no doubt that if the Cursed Tiger hadn't been so powerful, Connie would have pounced on it and killed it instantly.
But at the same time, after feeling disgusted, Connie shook her head, as if trying to shake off the unrealistic thoughts in her mind.
A reputation is earned through battle.
This is even more true in the animal kingdom.
"All alien races must fear them, including the upcoming Ocean Hunting Plan, which was planned by their Five Great Royal Clans."
"Ocean Hunting Plan?"
"What is it?!"