Memories

"You can never imagine how great he is until you meet him!"

These heartfelt words plunged Regi into memories.

Shortly after he announced the surrender and ordered all hatches to be opened, the flying cartilaginous creatures rushed onto the bridge and surrounded them.

Fortunately, they merely surrounded them and did not take any other aggressive actions.

In fact, there was an element of gambling involved in his doing so.

Because everything before was just speculation, if their guesses were wrong and the other side was just some slightly intelligent creatures but not truly intelligent, then ordering disarmament and opening the hatch would be tantamount to suicide.

Fortunately, he made the right bet.

"What are they trying to do?" Lute, the chief science advisor of the Cat Ear Spaceship, whispered to him.

"I don't know." Regi shook his head. The other party was just surrounding them, not attacking them, but also showing no intention of communicating. This stalemate had continued for quite a while.

"We can't just stand here like idiots, you need to think of something," Lute said.

Regi wanted to say that they were the weaker party and what could they do. However, he was, after all, the captain of the Cat Ear Spaceship and the supreme commander of the expedition, so he had to step up.

"Greetings, we are the Riken Race from the Riken Star System. We are a peace-loving and powerful race. We have come here with goodwill, and we apologize for our intrusion. However, we were unaware that this was inhabited territory. Now, we hope to communicate with you, enhance mutual understanding, and exchange resources..."

Regi spoke at length and in a very formal manner, expressing his apology for arriving here without informing his master beforehand. He also subtly explained that the matter wasn't their fault, but rather that the other party had concealed it too well. At the same time, he implicitly mentioned that he had powerful backers, a very strong race, and warned them not to go too far.

Unfortunately, these words were like playing music to a cow; the creatures surrounding them did not react at all.

Regi was not discouraged and repeated the same words in many of the slang terms of the Riken Star. He was an elite of the Riken Race and was fluent in many languages, but obviously, these languages belonged only to the Riken Race and were not universally used across space.

Dry-mouthed Regi had no choice but to retreat and whispered to Lute, "No, we can't communicate because of the language barrier. You should try to analyze how to communicate from a biological perspective."

Lute at the other person's body structure, and then at himself, the completely different styles made even gesturing seem difficult.

Suddenly, Major Kamas, who had been standing in the background the whole time, interjected, "Don't bother, they're waiting for someone."

The military's top official, one of the three giants of the Cat Ear Spaceship, made a surprising statement. He was initially confused by the behavior of these soft-bodied space creatures, but after changing his perspective, everything became clear.

Isn't this just soldiers who have captured prisoners and are waiting for their superiors to come and question them?

It's just that because the two are structurally and aesthetically different, people haven't been able to adjust their thinking yet and haven't noticed it.

After being reminded by Kamas, Regi and Lute also realized what was happening.

Indeed, this scene is very familiar. Ordinary soldiers have neither the ability nor the right to make decisions in the interaction between the two races; they are waiting for a higher being to arrive.

With that thought in mind, they all abandoned the idea of communicating with the creatures opposite them and waited patiently.

Time passed slowly, and the oppressive atmosphere spread. The many Riken Race were like prisoners waiting to be executed, and the fear before their execution gradually drove them to collapse.

Suddenly, the space creatures that had been hovering around them parted to the sides, revealing a path.

"They're here!" many Riken Person thought to themselves, while simultaneously bracing themselves, knowing that their fate was about to be revealed.

Footsteps gradually approached.

Footsteps?

Regi looked at the floating soft-bodied creatures.

Why are there footsteps?

What the heck?

He turned to look at Lute also turned to look at him. Their eyes met, and they both understood what the other was thinking.

However, it's no longer appropriate to communicate, as the newcomer has already appeared before them.

Surrounded by the soft-bodied creatures, five humanoid beings emerged, led by a female with distinctly female characteristics.

She was over 1.7 meters tall, covered in fine, purplish-red scales, with exquisitely crafted horny armor at her joints, giving her an overall formidable defensive capability.

"Are those their spacesuits? They're quite unique," Regi wondered to himself.

Behind this female were four alien creatures, one female and three males. The female's makeup was similar to that of the leading female, while the males had a more rugged appearance.

Their scales were noticeably larger and jet black, with sharp barbs formed from the keratinous armor on their joints and shoulders. Furthermore, their helmets featured a sharp ram, making their appearance even more striking.

These barbarians.

This was Regi's first impression.

But as they got closer, Regi was shocked to discover that the armor seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

They don't look like protective suits.

Or does it grow directly from the body?

What kind of creatures are these?

Although he wasn't a biology expert, he did know some basic evolutionary knowledge. In the long process of intelligent beings using external tools, many of their defensive and offensive external characteristics would degenerate.

But if the other side is capable of launching space attacks, it is clearly quite intelligent, so why does it still retain these primitive characteristics?

Then he recalled his earlier speculation that the other party was a biological civilization, but even if they were, was there any need to go to such lengths?

If Sarah knew what Regi was thinking, she would be very helpless. This diplomatic outfit was designed by the Overlord himself, who said it was to stay true to his original aspirations and to reflect the ferocity of the Swarm.

Although she felt pretty good, she couldn't help but sense a wicked sense of humor in the Overlord's eyes.

Although this was Sarah's first time taking in an alien captive, she had been the queen of her race for decades. Although she wasn't using the white-haired Rat-folk's body, this new body made her aura even more powerful.

Regi could tell at a glance that the female creature before him had held a high position for many years; her demeanor and bearing could not have been cultivated in a short time. Even her elegant form, like music, required no understanding; just a glance or a snippet was enough to appreciate its uniqueness.

The other party might be an aristocrat among alien beings, or even royalty, Regi guessed.

Since the other party was clearly an important figure, Regi went along with it and lowered his stance slightly, repeating the rather official statement he had just given.

Unfortunately, due to the language barrier, the first conversation did not achieve good results.