So I'm Biased Against You. Got a Problem with That?

Clearly, Alvin's actions made MOSS realize that even if it managed to destroy the "Whirlwind Torpedo," the other side could still destroy the Earth, and in a more extreme and cruel way!

With everything laid bare, MOSS quickly relayed the situation to the United Human Government, including a threat assessment.

Extremely dangerous!

It surpasses the greatest crisis in human history, even exceeding the Solar Nitrogen Flash Crisis!

After all, it would take at least several decades or even centuries for a solar helium flash to kill humanity, but if the other side wanted to kill humanity, the Earth might be destroyed tomorrow!

The United Government, located inside the former United Nations building.

Representatives from various countries engaged in heated discussions for several hours regarding this incident. Some remained skeptical, believing that the other side was trying to intimidate them, while others remained calm and suggested making contact first.

The various factions were a mixed bag, including those who supported the Digital Faction, leading to fierce competition. However, the five philanthropists ultimately decided to send several outstanding representatives to the Gabon space training base to negotiate with this "Rogue Trader."

"Teacher, are you really going to see 'it' in person?" Hao Xiaoxi asked anxiously as she sat on the plane, glancing nervously at the elderly man beside her who was wearing glasses and looking down at a document.

"I know what you're worried about, but this is my duty." The old man slowly closed the pen cap, turned to look at her, his disciple, and smiled, "Since you're in this position, you must shoulder this mission and not let the people and the country down."

This elderly man was one of the negotiators sent by the United Government after the vote.

"I understand, but the other party is too dangerous. What if—" Hao Xiaoxi wasn't worried about the old man's abilities.

She was worried about the teacher's safety.

When facing an alien life form, a dangerous creature capable of easily destroying a mountain range, the slightest mistake during the conversation could lead to irreversible consequences.

"Isn't this my mission?"

The old man smiled slightly, showing no concern for the journey ahead. He looked up at his disciple.

He comforted her, saying, "Xiaoxi, when our country was founded, there were diplomats who, surrounded by wolves, paved a path for us. Diplomacy is another battlefield, and now that responsibility has fallen on our shoulders."

We cannot allow that person to be disgraced. For the safety of all humanity, I must go and personally meet this guest from outer space.

Hao Xiaoxi looked at the kind old man and silently lowered her head. "Teacher, let me revise the manuscript for you."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

The old man smiled and nodded, then leaned back in his airplane seat and pretended to doze off. The journey to Gabon was long, and he needed to rest and recharge.

Diplomacy is a battlefield without the smoke of war, and he is the soldier about to charge into battle!

After several hours of flight, we finally arrived in Gabon.

With Hao Xiaoxi's help, the old man descended the stairs, looked at the United States ambassador, and smiled, "Mike, you've come too?"

Mike Wilson, the United States. ambassador, was also a close friend of Zhou's. The two had a good relationship in private. Upon meeting, Mike stepped forward and shook hands with him. "It's a pleasure to work alongside you, Zhou."

Yes, they regarded this place as a battlefield, a dangerous battlefield belonging only to diplomats, where there was no smoke of war, but swords gleamed everywhere!

"Has the rest arrived?" Zhou Zhezhi.

"They've arrived: Isabelle Claire from France, Arthur Cavendish from the United Kingdom, and Gregory Voronin from Russia," Mike replied.

"Even Arthur is here?" Zhou Zhezhi somewhat surprised. "Didn't he already retire?"

"I heard he applied voluntarily." Mike seemed wary of this man as well, his brow furrowing slightly. "I'm a little worried about him, after all—"

"Regardless of what he did in the past," Zhou Zhezhi, his gaze sharp as a sword, "At least at this moment, we are all comrades-in-arms standing on the common side of humanity, aren't we?"

"You're right, Zhou."

Mike sighed, swallowed his words, and said in a deep voice, "Alright, we should go meet this guest from outer space."

"Xiaoxi, you can stay here."

Zhou Zhezhi glanced at her, then sat in his wheelchair and went with Mike to the meeting place.

"Teacher-"

Hao Xiaoxi watched Zhou Zhezhi's departing figure with worry, silently praying in her heart.

Soon, they arrived at the meeting venue, which was the entrance to the Planetary Engine.

Gazing at this building that embodies humanity's hopes, Zhou Zhezhi's eyes deepened. "This is humanity's hope, and it is our hope too—."

Although the Moving Mountains Plan has not yet been verified, he and everyone in the country have poured a lot of effort and expectations into it.

Unfortunately, everything is difficult at the beginning.

After a brief moment of reflection, Zhou Zhezhi his collar, resolutely stood up from his wheelchair, leaned on a cane, and walked with firm steps toward the entrance of the Planetary Engine.

"Zhou, you can do it," Mike, as his friend, couldn't help but urge him.

"This is the first meeting in human history with extraterrestrial life, and I cannot remain in a wheelchair." Zhou Zhezhi he spoke, each word deliberate and forceful. "This is both our insistence and the bottom line for all humanity!"

They finally met the alien life form who had requested negotiations. He was young and resembled a human, or more precisely, he seemed to have Asian ancestry, with black hair and brown eyes.

Even after seeing it with their own eyes, they found it hard to believe that the "humans" before them were actually aliens!

If MOSS's report hadn't clearly stated the differences between him and humans, anyone who saw him would probably have only mistaken him for a handsome Asian man.

"Hello, Mr. Alvin."

Zhou Zhezhi broke the silence first, his expression serious yet polite. "I am Zhou Zhezhi, the Xia Nation Representative and your ambassador for negotiations."

"Hello, Mr. Zhou Zhezhi."

Alvin smiled slightly and gestured for them to sit down, "There's no need to be so formal. Now that everyone is here..."

"Then sit down, let's begin."

Zhou Zhezhi and the others took their seats one after another, and then—it was MOSS's turn. It had changed its body and now looked more like a human, and sat on the other side.

Thus, the entire meeting became one where Alvin sat alone on the opposite side, while the five representatives from the human side...

He sat on the left side of the round table, while MOSS sat on the right, forming a three-way balance.

"Well then, let me first introduce myself."

Alvin tapped the table, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before returning to his own. "I am a Rogue Trader, representing the Imperium of Man. In terms you can understand, I am an explorer, interstellar merchant, and lord of the universe. My main responsibility is trade, such as the planet's greatest resources, namely manpower and mineral veins."

"I hope to reach a trade agreement with your United Government."

He looked at everyone and said slowly, "I will resolve the so-called solar hydrogen flash crisis for you, help you build new homes, and avoid a series of problems such as shortages of supplies and harsh climates during your wandering. However, you will also need to pay a corresponding price."

These conditions caused Zhou Zhezhi darken slightly. Although his voice was muffled, it was extremely resolute. "Mr. Alvin, I believe that even without your help, we can overcome all obstacles and get through this crisis. Your help doesn't seem to be necessary."

"You're right, Mr. Zhou."

Alvin nodded and said calmly, "I believe that your people possess an indomitable will that can transcend two thousand five hundred years. Even with hardships and obstacles, nothing can stop your will."

These words softened Zhou Zhezhi's expression considerably, but then he looked at the others with a mocking expression. "But, if we add the rest of them, then it's hard to say."

What's the meaning?!

The ambassadors from the other four countries immediately looked as if they had swallowed a fly. Were they being looked down upon like that?

"Mr. Alvin, I think you seem to have some prejudice against us." United Kingdom Ambassador Arthur was somewhat indignant. The old-fashioned, hardline diplomat stared at him sharply, seemingly demanding a reasonable answer.

To his surprise, Alvin gave him a glare and nodded without any hesitation. "Yes, you're right, I do have a prejudice against you. Do you have any objections?"

Okay, that's direct!

This has left the ambassadors of various countries at a loss.