The bridge seemed to have been swept by a cold wind. Galactus showed no sign of amusement at all; he simply could not understand where the joke in those words was.
"Why is wrapping around an enemy's body considered lowly? Is it because that fighting style isn't glorious enough? But using poison isn't any better."
His enormous head tilted as he frowned and questioned Su Ming. He found Earth creatures' way of thinking rather difficult to understand.
To be honest, Su Ming had nearly been stumped. Taken literally, there really was no way to understand what was funny about it.
But he could still make something up. Wasn't it just a matter of inventing a reasonable explanation? Here it came!
"Venomous snakes are usually small species. Their strength is often only one percent of that of large snakes like anacondas."
Galactus wore an enlightened expression, then smiled in a way that looked extremely strange. "Oh, now I understand. The weak say such things because they envy the efficient methods of the strong. I remember Earth has a saying: 'Sour grapes.' That should be right, shouldn't it? Heh heh, how laughable."
"Heh heh. Yes." Su Ming rubbed his temples. Fortunately, Galactus was not quite right in the head at the moment. He had actually found another punchline himself?
"No one has ever cared about my feelings. No one cares what I think." Galactus waved a hand, seeming somewhat touched.
Every screen before them shut down. He no longer needed to learn about the Skrulls; everything about them had been recorded in the flagship's mainframe.
He had seized this colossal warship from the Watchers billions of years ago. It could instantly read all information belonging to a primitive civilization. Whether or not that civilization possessed an electronic network, it had no secrets