Lu Yin frowned. Behind him, Long Xi said, "Could it be that they don't identify us by appearance?"
Lu Yin's eyes flickered as he pointed at himself and Long Xi. "Are she and I creatures from the same civilization?"
"No, we—we don't know, respected strong one. We don't know. Your body shapes are the same, so you should be, right?"
"What? You can't tell?"
"Respected strong one, it seems there's been a misunderstanding. Our Toro Civilization views the universe differently from other life-forms..."
After they explained, Lu Yin finally understood. The Toro Civilization didn't look at appearances; it looked at colors. The colors humans could see amounted to less than one percent of the colors they could perceive. They distinguished living beings and civilizations by color.
The so-called Star Under Red Clothes and the color red were merely the colors Lu Yin understood when communicating with them.
To the Toro Civilization, red had its own designation.
What humans heard was "red."
Because what humans saw was red.
Lu Yin withdrew his pressure, and the few creatures finally recovered. The lines above their heads had nearly snapped. At the very least, every one of them had twisted out of shape, which should have been a sign of extreme fear.
"What's the situation with Star Under Red Clothes?"
"Star Under Red Clothes is a terrifying civilization. Their entire civilization wears red clothes and carries red umbrellas. Those are their symbols. Wherever they pass, civilizations are extinguished. Every civilization hides from Star Under Red Clothes."
"We once accidentally encountered a member of Star Under Red Clothes. We thought we were doomed, but fortunately, it didn't care about us at all. Otherwise, we wouldn't have survived until now."
Lu Yin asked, "Was it Star Under Red Clothes that annihilated your Toro Civilization?"
"No. It