Mission

At these words, everyone boiled over.

Having spent 23 days in the recruit company, they finally had a mission to execute.

God knew how bored they had been during these days.

"The mission objective is very simple."

"There is a planet 40 million light-years away from the Viltrumite Empire called Big Mouth Star, and a group of Big-Mouthians live on it."

"Our mission this time is to head to this planet to negotiate with the planet's leader."

"Finally, we also need to stay there for many days, waiting to execute subsequent orders from the Empire."

"Everyone prepare yourselves, we depart sharply in half an hour."

With that, a holographic projection bound to Jayce's wrist displayed a star map, and the specific location of Big Mouth Star was marked.

His fingertips slid across the hologram, and before long, detailed information regarding the Big-Mouthians was projected into mid-air.

Sparta merely glanced at it briefly, then put the book he had just taken out back into the bookcase.

To say he was not excited would be a lie.

No creature could resist the allure of exploring the mysteries of the starry sky, especially a recruit like him who had never stepped outside of the Viltrumite Empire.

Aliens, he was finally going to see aliens; the Big-Mouthians—just hearing the name told you that the other party's mouthparts were huge.

Although Viltrumites were also considered aliens, their appearance was indistinguishable from humans; true aliens ought to look ferocious and bizarre.

Half an hour passed quickly, and under Jayce's command, Sparta and the rest of the recruits successively walked out of the dormitories.

The nine of them arrived at the open space and stood in a row, with Jayce standing in front of the formation watching everyone.

"The route is locked, everyone prepare to deal with emergencies."

"Now, everyone hold your breath and follow closely behind me."

Jayce's legs bent slightly as he stood on the ground, and his entire body instantly catapulted into the high altitude.

Sparta took a deep breath and held it, and with a "bang", his body rushed straight into the clouds like a cannonball, disappearing into the horizon.

The rest of the recruits imitated him one after another, following right behind.

Sparta appeared in outer space, looking at the vastness of the universe and the insignificance of the Viltrum Planet beneath his feet, and he felt a wave of dizziness and shock.

Viltrum Planet, which was 10 times larger than Earth, was nothing more than a speck of dust in the universe.

"Let's go!"

Clearly without opening his mouth, Jayce's voice mysteriously appeared in Sparta's mind.

This kind of telepathy was not uncommon in the universe, and many races possessed this unique ability.

"Yes!"

Sparta's and the recruits' voices merged into one line, appearing in each other's minds.

Jayce raised his wrist, confirmed the general direction of Big Mouth Star, and took the lead, flying off into the distance.

Seeing this, the others quickly followed.

The figures of the ten people turned into streams of light in the vast universe, speeding toward Big Mouth Star 40 million light-years away at a speed exceeding that of light.

This was the universe's number-one powerful race, the Viltrumites, traversing the universe with their physical bodies, which, combined with the intelligent atoms inside them, could reach 40 billion times the speed of light.

Theoretically, as long as one's own strength was strong enough, one could even exceed 40 billion times the speed of light, and reaching 100 billion times the speed of light was not entirely impossible.

Sigh.

Sparta sighed inwardly; the universe was beautiful, a beauty that could not be expressed in words, but unfortunately, he could not stop to appreciate it.

Before he could even see what other planets specifically looked like, he had already flown very far away.

In the future, when he had time, he must slowly appreciate these planets he had never seen before.

The group moved very quickly, stopping before the atmosphere of a planet not long after.

Jayce raised his arm to look at the location reported by his technological bracelet, confirming that beneath their feet was the destination of this mission.

"We have arrived at the mission location, proceed immediately to the Big Mouth Star palace."

"Everyone's speed is restricted to within 10 Mach, do not destroy the planet's surface, and avoid provoking conflicts before formal negotiations."

With that, Jayce flew into the atmosphere, and Sparta and the others closely followed behind.

On the other side, inside the palace.

A group of ugly-looking Big-Mouth ministers, especially those with extremely large mouthparts, were already running around in anxious circles.

The leader of Big Mouth Star, namely the emperor.

At this moment, he sat on a golden throne embedded with gems, his face full of sorrow.

His head was already aching, and coupled with the noisy sounds of the surrounding ministers, it hurt even more.

Their planet's technological level was not considered high, but things like satellites still existed.

The visit of Sparta and his party had long since been captured by the satellites.

The emperor and the ministers had also received this news, which was why they were in such a rush.

You must know that the Viltrumites were notoriously cold-blooded and had violent tempers.

The races exterminated by Viltrumites in the universe numbered no less than six figures, and the planets they destroyed were countless.

Now that the other party had come to Big Mouth Star, without guessing, one knew nothing good was meant.

"Shut up, all of you!"

The Big-Mouth Emperor roared in reprimand.

Instantly, all the ministers silently closed their mouths, but they still could not remain calm, and unease was revealed on all their faces.

In front of the Viltrumites, all their weapons were like mere decorations, completely unable to cause them even a sliver of harm.

Not to mention unease, not being scared to the point of pissing themselves on the spot was already considered commendable courage.

The Big-Mouth Emperor stroked his white long beard with his remaining four fingers and ordered, "Pass the word down, no one is allowed to conflict with the Viltrumites! Anyone who disobeys, I will execute their entire clan!"

"Your Majesty, what should we do if the Viltrumites bully men and women, burn mountains with fire, and commit all sorts of wicked deeds?"

An elderly minister hunched his back and stepped forward.

"I heard the Viltrumites love to eat children, and there are even rumors of steaming, boiling, and roasting children."

"This... what should we do? Could it be that we ministers can only watch helplessly?"

"Why not fight the Viltrumites? Even if I die, this general wants to die standing, absolutely not live kneeling."

"No, no, you can die if you want to, just don't drag me into it, I'm afraid of death."

"..."

Before the Big-Mouth Emperor could speak, the crowd of ministers below had already begun whispering and discussing among themselves.

"Bullying men and women? Let them do it. Gold and silver jewelry? Just give it to them."

"I only know that as long as the green mountains remain, one need not worry about firewood; only by staying alive can one do more things."

"In the future, overthrow the Viltr..."

"Your Majesty! Watch your words!"

Before the Big-Mouth Emperor could finish speaking, he was stopped by a minister.

If words like this reached the ears of the Viltrumites, they would be in for a miserable time.

Just as all the Big-Mouthians were panicking in their hearts, angry shouts suddenly came from outside the palace at this moment.

"I am Jayce, captain of the recruit company squad from the Military Department of the Viltrumite Empire!"

"Make the ruler of Big Mouth Star come out to see me immediately!"

"I am giving you only 10 minutes! Otherwise, bear the consequences!"

Listening to the sounds outside, a panicked expression appeared on the face of the Big-Mouth Emperor.

"Quick, quickly help me up, I want to welcome them personally."

Outside at this moment, Sparta and the other nine people hovered above the palace.

Below were tens of thousands of Big-Mouth soldiers holding thermal weapons.

They raised the weapons in their hands, aiming their gun barrels at Sparta and the others, yet trembled and dared not make any rash moves.