Xandar was a prosperous planet of the Nova Empire, famous for its valiant and battle-hardened Nova Corps.
After getting over his initial confusion, Peter became excited:
The aliens had not immediately demanded Earth's location with evil intentions before planning to conquer it. Instead, they had opened communications with them. What did that mean?
It meant aliens could be reasonable too, just like Thor.
It meant pro-alienism still had a market!
"Especially since you speak English too. That's honestly shocking. Where did you learn it? Earthlings didn't even know you spoke English, and with such standard pronunciation from the United States..."
"Shut up!"
The Xandarian handling the questioning was nearly out of patience with Peter. The security guard beside him also could not understand why Peter talked so much, and his eyes revealed a dangerous glint:
They had to deal with these bizarre alien species every day at work. Xandarians might love peace and welcome visitors from every corner of the universe, but Xandarian Security Guards did not. They just wanted to get this over with and go back to shooting the breeze.
Seeing that, Peter shut his mouth.
"I ask, you answer. Understood?"
Peter nodded.
"Name."
"Peter Parker."
"Where are you from?"
"Earth—more precisely, the Osborn Group."
"Purpose of your visit to Xandar."
"Uh... an accident. Something went wrong during faster-than-light travel..."
With that back-and-forth, Peter and Doctor Otto registered their personal information.
The security guard beside them looked over their body scan data and quietly said, "Are Xyloxians this badass now? Didn't the Chitauri beat them badly not long ago?"
Judging from the scan data, Peter's physical capabilities were on par with their most elite Enhanced Human soldiers. Doctor Octopus's mechanical arms also looked highly advanced and contained an extremely unusual element.
"Xyloxians are badass? Didn't you hear him