Right now, all the alien freak wanted to do was unleash a vicious torrent of curses... But considering that doing so might easily provoke the other side into killing him outright... he forcibly held it in. Damn it, when had Earth become this dangerous?!
They were clearly just a bunch of natives incapable of even undertaking long-distance space exploration...
"Mm, they're clearly just a bunch of Earth natives, yet that alone makes you fly into a rage from shame?" Jiu Ming said with a smiling gaze. The alien freak's mouth twitched violently.
"You can really read minds?"
"Isn't that obvious?"
"Then why the hell did you ask me so much just now?!" He grew even angrier. Fuck, if he could read minds, what was with all that long-winded questioning earlier? Was he deliberately trying to disgust people?
"Mind-reading only reaches the surface. Deeper things aren't so easy to read unless you yourself think of them, so I asked a few more questions. Well? Shouldn't you thank me for my detailed explanation now?"
Jiu Ming spoke with a faintly peculiar smile. The reason he had managed to ask so much was that he knew no little about high-tech equipment himself. The Watatsuki Sisters' family assets alone had taken Jiu Ming from a complete novice to an old hand.
He did not need to understand everything; knowing just a portion of it was already proving useful now.
Since it was an exploration ship, one could imagine just how comprehensive the equipment aboard that battleship in outer space was. Even if it did not excel in combat, its endurance and life-support systems definitely would not be lacking. Not to mention, that thing was not truly without combat capability—the prerequisite was simply having enough time to develop.
The mutation crisis in this world had