Intelligence

The speaker was a humanoid creature only about one meter tall. He was entirely milky white, with a slightly pointed head. His two large eyes occupied almost half of his head, and his black eyes shone like flawless gems.

However, at this moment, he was short and thin, and among a group of strong men who were over two meters tall and weighed over three hundred kilograms, he looked like a "child".

"Hmph, shut up, Haiman. From your angle, what can you see besides some big, thick legs? Wait until you see the outside before you speak." This New Epoch Clan named Kante seems to be a master of empty talk.

Despite being mocked, the new member of the Haiman New Epoch Clan remained calm and unperturbed. "So what if I see it? Since I can't change it, why waste my breath?"

"Hmph, since these Zerg knew we were coming, why didn't they make any preparations? Aren't they looking down on us? Besides, arguing with me is a waste of your breath. Do you think you can change my mind?"

"..." Haiman shut up, no longer paying attention to the man who was always so argumentative.

"Alright, stop arguing. Don't let the outsiders laugh at us," said another humanoid creature, nearly 1.7 meters tall with golden skin.

"Hmph!" The golden man seemed to be very prestigious, as he was the leader of the Epoch Clan on this trip. Even the most outspoken king had to submit to him.

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"They don't seem like professional diplomats." Watching all this from the hidden insect's perspective, Rowan was puzzled. This bickering didn't seem like the behavior of a serious diplomatic team at all. What kind of people did the Epoch Clan send? What's with this arrogance emanating from their very bones? Is this really the Epoch Clan?

I had learned about the Epoch Clan through various channels before, and Rowan had even remarked that they were a great race. But I never expected their successors to be such a bunch of idiots?

However, this was just the beginning; the subsequent negotiations seemed somewhat strange. Perhaps it was because when Bular arrived, the two sides almost hit it off immediately, making the Zerg seem too easy to talk to, which led to a misunderstanding among the diplomatic negotiators.

"Hmph, the Zerg must hand over all their biotechnology, or they can forget about joining the Alliance!" Kante shouted.

The diplomats of the Telo Civilization were much more professional, but they also seemed to be constantly looking for a bargaining chip, overturning many of the terms that had been largely agreed upon with Bular and demanding that they be renegotiated. Of course, the new terms were much harsher than the previous ones.

Looking at their posture and the conditions they proposed, Rowan almost burst out laughing. It was as if the Zerg to join the Star Sea Alliance.

Perhaps other original civilizations did indeed have this situation in the past; after being exploited by the inviters, they would be more eager to join the Alliance in order to obtain the protection of the rules.

But the Swarm is clearly different. Don't they have any brains? If the previous group under Bular was relatively normal, this group, although numerous and powerful, is like a child playing house, giving people a sense of unreality.

Rowan, however, was quite pleased with this. If they couldn't reach an agreement, then they could continue negotiating, which would take time. As an immortal being, Rowan was least afraid of such a time-testing contest; he'd love for the negotiations to last for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. By then, the Swarm might be able to crush the Alliance.

However, in reality, such beautiful wishes are basically impossible to realize.

Of course, Rowan himself didn't expect this to happen; he just hoped to delay things as long as possible.

For this negotiation, the Telo Civilization dispatched its highest-ranking member, reportedly a member of the royal family and also an admiral, who was the second-in-command of the expeditionary fleet. Within the entire Telo Civilization, he was a highly influential figure.

However, aside from saying a few words at the initial meeting, he remained silent throughout the subsequent negotiations, much like a mascot, observing everything coldly without uttering a single word.

Five people came from the Epoch Clan this time, led by the golden man named Sergun. Although he couldn't be called rude, his attitude was quite arrogant.

He constantly refers to other races, and even the Telo Civilization seems to dislike him. However, he seems oblivious to this, as if he's used to other people's attitudes and continues to do as he pleases.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. The other Epoch Clan, while not as extreme as the golden man, were not far behind. Moreover, they seemed particularly obsessed with their Epoch Clan identity and were very wary of their mother clan, never mentioning it.

Because the level and scope of this negotiation have been significantly raised, Danton has been relegated to a deputy position, and the person in charge is Malin once directly accepted the surrender of the Riken Race.

Each of the three parties had its own agenda. The Epoch Clan members kept making unrealistic demands, and the Telo Race also wanted to take the opportunity to raise their prices. The Swarm neither agreed nor refused, and just held daily meetings, wasting time arguing with them.

Several months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the negotiations have made no progress. The three parties are still engaged in meaningless wrangling, and no one seems to be in a hurry.

The negotiation delegation was still received at Planet A11. On the surface of this planet, Larval Form could be seen floating everywhere. The largest of them was only seven or eight meters long, and the smallest was just over one meter long. They huddled together, and except for when the Telo Fleet first arrived and made room for them, they had hardly moved at all, and their posture had not changed either.

And then there were the Worker Bee, who seemed to work tirelessly like machines, indifferent to everything around them, and even ignored when the mission members touched them.

Perhaps it was the insects' adorable appearance that gradually lulled the initially wary delegation members into a false sense of security. They even mistook the Larval Form for inanimate objects if they hadn't had information about the Swarm.

In this way, when people were least expecting it, a lot of information was leaked out and overheard by those inconspicuous insects.

Because it was eavesdropping, most of what was collected was Mature Form gossip, but by piecing it together, the Swarm still managed to discover something.

For example, through a casual conversation among Telo diplomats, it was learned that the blue-faced, strong-mouthed king's mother civilization was called Kambo Civilization. There was also a dark green-skinned member of the Epoch Clan named Boikos, whose mother civilization was called the Kibu Civilization.

The Kibu Civilization is approximately 800 light-years away from the Swarm, while the exact location of the Kambo Civilization is unknown. However, according to some intelligence, these individuals from the Epoch Clan are already the Nth generation descendants of the immigrants, so their words and actions should no longer be related to their mother tribe.

"So, the Epoch Clan members who came this time are the so-called Descendants? People who have completely adapted to their New Epoch Clan identity?" Rowan Wen frowned in thought.

Then some of their behavior becomes understandable. After all, these people consider themselves the masters of this star system. Perhaps, for them, the mere presence of such a remote area is already a blessing for the Zerg. A bit of arrogance and rudeness seems rather normal.