When Aldan stepped onto the incredibly solid deck, a flood of complex emotions surged through him.
He could not put the feeling into words.
Joy? Panic? Confusion? Or excitement?
Hot blood rushed to his brain, bringing an intense wave of dizziness.
Aldan's mind went completely blank. His body instinctively followed the directional markers on the Holographic Projection into the temporary decontamination facility.
Mechanical Arms extended automatically, sterilizing every microorganism carried on his life-support suit with astonishing speed.
To ensure both civilizations' safety and avoid unnecessary complications, this was a mandatory procedure whenever the two civilizations met.
For convenience, the meeting site had been set up directly inside the Titan Mothership's hangar.
Following the holographic guidance, Aldan walked out of the decontamination facility with a bewildered expression.
One glance was all it took to freeze him in place.
The lush grove, the various public amenities tucked among the trees...
Everything looked incredibly familiar to Aldan!
This... this was...
"Dokaril Central Park?!"
The confusion in Aldan's heart vanished instantly. He hurried forward on his short little legs.
Soon, he reached a tree with luxuriant branches and foliage.
He carefully raised his hand and gently reached toward the tree, whose surface was covered in curved patterns.
Whoosh!
His claw passed straight through the trunk.
His movement made the entire tree flicker slightly.
The flickering soon stopped, and the scene before him returned to its original tranquility.
It was fake...
Understanding dawned on Aldan.
All of this had been created using the Aerial Projection Imaging Technology Milo had mentioned.
The data had naturally come from the Talodan fleet's Central Computer.
Aldan slowly withdrew his arm, his eyes filled with sorrow.
It was gone.
Dokaril Central Park no longer existed.
Even the Talodan Civilization's prosperous homeworld was probably gone.
"Leader..." Milo, who was following behind