"How did something belonging to the suzerain state end up on your territory?"
Li Xingkong looked at the stargate that was constantly swallowing and spitting out spaceships, and for a moment he was a little curious.
"This is a mining site specifically used by the suzerain state. Although this is our territory, all resources in the entire star sector are at the suzerain state's disposal. Only what they don't want can be given to us."
The Snail People who became a spirit was quite honest, even though it was embarrassing to say such a thing.
Who would have thought that a civilization that has secured a place in the StarCraft wouldn't even own the mineral resources on its own territory?
Li Xingkong was somewhat moved by his first encounter with the Snail People civilization.
Before this, Li Xingkong thought that these Snail People were already an StarCraft civilization, and should at least be a sovereign nation. Now it seems that their so-called sovereignty is just talk.
It's their own territory, but they act like they're renting someone else's.
Standing still and watching for a while, Li Xingkong did not approach.
After all, although this star gate is domineering, it has nothing to do with him. If Snail People.
As for Li Xingkong now, his most urgent task is to get on his way.
Although the mine was impressive, Li Xingkong had noticed that there were hardly any Snail People here. The races mining on the surface were basically the same ones that had appeared in the ground battles on Earth Star. They were civilizations enslaved by the Snail People, and the style of the transport ships they used was also very different from that of the Snail People.
Even in terms of performance, this thing, as a mining ship, is comparable to the Snail People's escort ships.
Clearly, these devices belong to the so-called colonial power.
At this point, it would be unwise to provoke an unfamiliar enemy without good reason; it's better to proceed according to the established plan.
Without making a big fuss, Li Xingkong followed the compass's direction, transformed into light, and flew out of the current star system.
"I'm saying, this suzerain state has bullied you to the point of humiliation, and you haven't even thought of putting up a fight?"
Li Xingkong was a little confused; these guys looked pretty fierce too.
"What can we do? All our military equipment is imported from them, and it's all outdated stuff. How are we supposed to fight with that?"
Upon entering the territory of the Snail People, the spirit of the compass clearly became more talkative.
As he walked and asked questions, Li Xingkong gained a certain understanding of the Snail People civilization and its suzerain state.
Simply put, if this suzerain state is compared to the Eagle Country, then the Snail People are at most a small fry.
The problem is that on Earth Star, the little guy could fight back and forth with the Eagle Country by hand-crafting a homemade AK, but in this universe, the Snail People's hand-crafted warships can't even break through other people's shields.
The technological gap between civilizations was magnified infinitely, leaving them with no chance of turning the tide.
After leaving the mining star system, Li Xingkong was about to continue his journey when he suddenly sensed fluctuations in the void not far away.
It was like a pebble thrown into water, creating ripples in the surrounding space, and the commotion was quite significant.
Li Xingkong stepped back slightly and quietly looked at the location that had caused the commotion.
The ripples in space grew increasingly intense, and just as it seemed about to unleash a storm, a flash of white light appeared, and a colossal fleet that blotted out the sky appeared before Li Xingkong's eyes.
The fleet's flagship was enormous, even larger than some small planets. Its exterior was adorned with countless colorful lights that shimmered from bow to tail, shooting out in all directions.
Around the main ship, there were a dozen or so smaller spaceships, hovering around it, connected by a ribbon-like light.
This is definitely not the Snail People's ship.
Its architectural style is very unique; Li Xingkong had never seen a ship with this style before.
After the ship jumped out of space, it did not set sail in any direction, but hovered in place.
Li Xingkong watched for a few minutes, and his expression became somewhat strange.
This thing... looks like a caravan!
After the fleet hovered in place, several small spaceships flew out and headed towards the surrounding star systems. The spaceships had a very uniform color scheme and uniform text painted on their hulls.
The appearance of the main ship also changed. The entire hull began to deform, revealing brightly lit shops with various strange signs flashing, like a breakfast shop that had just opened in the morning.
If it were any other warship, Li Xingkong would naturally stay as far away as possible, since he didn't know whether the other side was friend or foe.
But if it's a caravan, then he could go and take a look.
The owner of such a large caravan must be no ordinary person to be able to organize such a large caravan in this universe.
Moreover, the caravan would certainly be more well-informed, and he might be able to find out some things he wanted to know within its ranks.
After waiting a while, until the caravan's ship had completely transformed and a huge sign was flashing, clearly visible even from several star systems away, Li Xingkong flew towards the ship.
When Li Xingkong was still some distance from the ship, a small spaceship, no bigger than a car, flew up to Li Xingkong.
The small spaceship arrived in front of Li Xingkong and sent him an electromagnetic signal, clearly in the caravan's language.
Although Li Xingkong could receive the signal, it seemed like gibberish to him. Not understanding the other party's language, he couldn't decipher its meaning.
Seeing Li Xingkong's blank expression, a mechanical arm appeared below the spaceship. The mechanical arm was as flexible as an arm, holding a small helmet and handing it to Li Xingkong.
Li Xingkong took the helmet and put it on his head.
The helmet was quite magical. After Li Xingkong put it on, it was as if a USB drive had been inserted into a computer, and memories related to the caravan's language flowed into Li Xingkong's mind.
As if it were his own memory, Li Xingkong instantly mastered the caravan's language without any instruction.
Indeed, language barriers meant that these civilizations, which roamed the StarCraft, were merely a small civilization.
"Hello, esteemed guest, welcome to the Cold Mountain Caravan."
After putting on the helmet, Li Xingkong understood what the small spaceship was saying.
"Please follow me to the entrance area."
The small spaceship circled a few times before flying towards the main ship, with Li Xingkong following behind.
Upon reaching the main ship, Li Xingkong noticed that although the fleet's shops appeared to be open to the outside, there was actually a shell-like structure separating them from the vacuum.
Only by following this guiding spaceship and finding the entrance can one enter this enormous merchant ship.