(Hey, I didn’t notice that it’s almost the end of the month, so I’m strongly asking for a monthly pass. I feel that this month’s monthly pass is very bleak... Comrades who still have tickets, don’t hold them, there are still six or seven days until the insurance is expired.)
I really can’t tell that the white-bearded old man floating in outer space is actually a romantic and sci-fi old man. , we know that this great grandpa actually wrote a set of instruction manuals for the first face-to-face communication with aliens, which includes how to let the two sides understand each other's goodwill at the fastest speed Identify whether aliens are malicious in the shortest possible time, how to avoid Star Wars caused by misunderstanding, how to ensure that aliens and humans (of course, in the eyes of the old man) have the same thinking process and understanding of the world, and in addition He also... the old man said to us in a rhythmic tone.
I:"… "
He also researched an alien language himself based on a revelation from God knows where...
And all the above things are still in the fact that he has never seen aliens in his life, and visually, if we did not enter due to traffic accidents, he would not see aliens in his next life (scanners show that the closest to this planet is Life-responsive galaxies are six light-years away).
"Is this old man really okay?" I couldn't help but glance at Sandora, "Didn't I talk to him just now? Why is he still here alone studying how to communicate with us?"
It turned out that the communicator in front of me was not turned off. This sentence was directly transcoded and sent to the contact channel of the group of exploration teams. I clearly saw a very embarrassed look on the faces of everyone on the other side—except for the old man with the white beard. Hearing my evaluation, the old man blew his beard very proudly, with an expert and scholarly expression on his face: "Academic and rigorous! Researchers should have the spirit of doubting everything, so I think there must be some kind of relationship between you and me. Therefore, the sentence I said may have another meaning in your ears, and the same language may also have other purposes after it is spoken from your mouth. For example I was just now welcoming you to the Blue Star, so this sentence probably means 'have you eaten' to you. Then you answered 'eat', but these two words are not familiar to us human beings. The language in the language may well be interpreted as 'we are very satisfied with the landscape of this planet', my long-term research on the project 'Several differences in ideology between alien civilizations and humans' shows. The two are in completely different Intelligent creatures that have completed the evolutionary tree will definitely have a very different world view, and considering that the universe is extremely broad, this difference... "
A member of the exploration team finally couldn't bear it anymore. Interrupted their leader loudly: "Master! Please be serious in formal occasions!"
The ecstatic old man blew his beard and stared at the team member who was about a hundred meters away from him: "I'm quite serious now! This is academic, not a joke - presumably aliens with advanced aerospace technology will agree with me the opinion of… "
"That... I'm sorry, I'm afraid that although your research does have some truth, but now... it's useless," Sandora and I looked at each other, barely knowing how to face the current unexpected situation and unexpected situation. Grandpa, this master is really funny, "I can be sure that there is no 'misunderstanding' in the communication between you and me."
"Ah Jun, to be honest. It's been so many years, and this is the first time I've seen such...cute aborigines," Sandora looked at me dumbfounded. When she spoke, she remembered to temporarily turn off the communicator to prevent people It's embarrassing. "Their curiosity and optimism are truly amazing..."
"I agree, it depends on the U.S. big picture. The opponent should send a battleship and a bunch of big-headed soldiers up at this time, or simply hide in a surface bunker and use a radio tower to shout at us for three days and three nights. , how could it be a... "
The second half of the sentence is in the spirit of respecting the old and loving the young. I really can't say it: how come it is a second-hand old man...
"How do you think their surface government will react now? Is it organizing an army or something?"
Because I felt unable to communicate with the old man outside, I chose to chat with Sandora. The latter thought about it seriously and shook her head decisively: "Based on the general situation. The following indigenous civilizations have certain knowledge of space, and I can confirm that the fifth The current status of the fleet, and partially understand key technologies such as anti-gravity, so they can clearly judge the huge gap between the Fifth Fleet and their local strength, so I don’t think the local natives will have the guts to actively express hostility to us, but they definitely We will maintain a high level of vigilance, and if I guess correctly, the surface has already begun to evacuate people... Sigh, I should have brought Lin Xue with me before I came here. She will definitely remind us to activate the fleet's cloaking device before jumping, which will save a lot of trouble , and don’t need to be trapped here to be watched by people…”
"Actually, I think we are watching others," I looked at the blue planet below, imagining the local residents who were in a mess because of the "space visitor" incident, "Don't forget, the Fifth Fleet How big is the scale, the entire fleet is fully expanded, and it is not smaller than their star system."
"Actually, the scale should have been bigger," Cocokina's voice suddenly interjected, "We originally had more giant immigrant ships, the size of the Haydn III, and several planetary fortresses, but the giant ships It suffered heavy losses during the raid, and the planetary fortress had to be abandoned due to the long-term overrun of the power furnace during the exile... It is also because of this that the current Fifth Fleet is quite tight in terms of resources per capita."
In fact, we don’t need Cocokina to say this, we can also see it. After all, when Sandora and I saw the Fourth Fleet in the void for the first time, we sighed at the scale of the latter. The Fourth Fleet is huge, and the various starships are basically intact—even if they are old. The Toberu Fleet still has a considerable establishment, and the Fourth Fleet also has a super large immigration ship the size of a planetary fortress. When they split into exile, the size of the five squadrons was the same, and the Fifth Fleet we saw...
You also know what it looks like.
While we were chatting, the exploration team patrolling around the fleet was not idle. They didn't know why the "alien visitors" suddenly fell silent, and they didn't dare to approach the fleet at will. So they were making a bunch of hasty discussions, and after a while, they seemed to intend to break the dull state between the two parties. They still took the initiative to contact us, and it was the old man with a strange white beard who spoke: "Ahem, I was a little flustered just now—please forgive me. This is the most shocking moment in my life, and some gaffes are inevitable. Allow me to introduce myself, I am the chief expert and chairman of the Azur Star 'Deep Space Life Form Research Committee', you can directly call my name: Joe. Our committee is a... "
Just as he was halfway through speaking, a member of the exploration team immediately interrupted: "The master is a senior advisor to the Blue Star Space Exploration Administration, please remember this identity."
"The 'Deep Space Life Form Research Committee' is my most important job position!" The old man stared at his team members with a beard, and then continued to try to communicate with the "alien". Looking forward to peaceful and friendly exchanges, the Blue Star is a peaceful and peaceful world, we have received the grace of God. We are also happy to share these graces with any strangers who have the same kindness. Well, you just mentioned that you are because of the traffic Accidentally forced to dock next to our planet..."
"Yes, that's it, so you don't have to worry at all. We have good intentions—in fact, you can see that if you come here with malice, such a large-scale fleet doesn't need to fire at all. It’s enough to turn you into an underground civilization... well, I’m just making an analogy. Don’t mind me, I often talk wrong.”
Sandora continued to twitch on the console, unable to bear to read her boyfriend's mouth.
The old man with a white beard made a move that I will feel amazing when I think about it in the future: He took out a small notebook and confirmed it very seriously: "Do you aliens really lose dandruff?" Then he Turning his head and yelling at his team members: "You bastards know it now! My research on 'whether aliens also lose dandruff' is correct and has academic value! Learn from those old stingy guys who cheat me The research funding will be punished by the God of War!"
So I got two pieces of information in an instant: First, this strange old man is really a scientist, the best kind of scientist. Second, this indigenous civilization with space technology still maintains an absolute belief in theocracy, and at least one of the gods they believe in is a god of war, and... even this old man who can sit in space in an aircraft believes in gods!
What a wonderful world we have come to!
Well, belief in gods and space technology are not contradictory, let's skip that.
Because the fleet is temporarily trapped in this world anyway, and I have nothing to do, so I chatted with this seemingly interesting old man in my spare time. During the conversation, I learned that their planet has indeed been developing mysterious tendencies since its civilization. ——This world has a highly active arcane energy environment that the earth does not have, so they have relied on totems and spiritual fanaticism to transform or adapt to the environment since the primitive age, and have embarked on a path of civilization that is completely different from the earth. However, Sandora also told me that sometimes the distinction between mysterious technology and technology technology in different worlds is not so rigid. In many cases, the same thing has different meanings just because the two civilizations have different ideologies. Therefore, it is classified into different technical systems. It's as if the old man accidentally mentioned that there is something called "natural force structure mechanism" on the Azure Star. After asking for a long time, I realized that what he was talking about was actually a wind/water hybrid machine, but In this world, since conventional technology has not formed a mainstream technology tree, this kind of mechanical equipment that does not rely on magic is regarded as a relatively special "construction technique".
The old man also found that we are very interested in the local technology of their planet, but he enthusiastically introduced some related things. It seems that he is trying to spread the blue star to the whole universe, but he still intentionally or unintentionally bypassed it. Lots of topics that shouldn't be revealed. Such as their military, the forces on the planet, and so on. It seems that this eccentric alien lover is not one to err on the side of error—no matter how well-intentioned we may seem, he remains vigilant, and that vigilance has nothing to do with whether the Fifth Fleet can resist, Rather, it is an essential responsibility.
And just after I had almost a brief understanding of the civilization of this planet, the early warning system finally sent out a prompt, detecting a large number of fast-moving targets from the planet below.
It appears that the authorities of "Azur Star" have finally completed their urgent investigation. And regular personnel were sent—it can be seen that the expedition team led by Mr. Joe set off in a hurry, and might not even be the official representative sent by the authorities to communicate with the "alien". They were more like an accident investigation team that came here for research purposes, so a bastard old man who was not suitable for diplomacy was mixed in.
The second batch of flying vehicles set off from the Azure Star was not the miniaturized single-person "flying saucer" of the exploration team, but a long and narrow one. An ellipsoidal spaceship like an elongated rugby ball, with a major axis of 230 meters—suitable for limited-time cruising around the parent star, but obviously does not have the endurance for long-term deep space voyages. I can't see how this silver-white metal "rugby ball" is powered by. It looks smooth, except for two golden rings inlaid at the head and tail ends. I guess it's not an energy-gathering ring...
There are three ellipsoidal spaceships in total. This may be the most advanced space equipment of the Blue Star. We are still unscrupulously monitoring the communication of the other party. We can hear the exploration team reporting their status to the people in the "big" spaceship , and intelligence on "uninvited guests from outer space". Mr. Joe looked very excited. The excitement comes from two aspects. On the one hand, he thinks that his life is finally complete—he has studied aliens for half his life under the pressure of many parties, and finally saw a living one in this life. Although he has not met him yet, he already has no regrets in this life. On the other hand, he knew that he had just received a grant from his superiors. He can move on to his next project: Do aliens pick their feet when they're bored...
From a botanical point of view, I really don't understand what kind of mentality the "General Administration of Space Exploration" of this planet allows this old man to continue to stay in the team.
Then the shuttle detected that one of the three silver-white spaceships was trying to send out various contact signals, as if hoping to talk to us, Sandora simply cut into the internal channel: "Speak."
Then she regretted it: because the other person heard her word "speak", and immediately read out the diplomatic speech in a cadence for a full 20 minutes without any politeness. The two of us were dizzy and annoyed when we heard it, and finally the other person finally shut up. I pressed the communicator and gritted my teeth to confirm: "You have four core questions: where are we from, where are we going, and where are we going? What are we doing here, and are we going to go to war, eh?"
The other side was silent for a while: "... summed up like this."
Nanima four questions, what kind of trouble did you bring me to the height of cosmic peace!
The other party already knows the reason why the Fifth Fleet came here, and knows that we are not here to destroy world peace, but if you think about it with your back molars, you know that such a huge starship formation that fell and could even be smashed by the sun is suspended. It's such a stressful thing to have on top of your own head - so the other party wants us to move the fleet somewhere else. This is of course no problem. After all, the Fifth Fleet has already violated other people's airspace whether it is intentional or not. Although for obvious reasons, the envoys of the Azure Star did not strictly condemn this, I think it is still kind to be a human being. OK. So it was ordered that the Fifth Fleet be transferred to the gravitational boundary of this star system. However, due to the inextricable entanglement of the Fifth Fleet, many spaceships were partially fused during the jump, and it may take some time for them to complete this operation.
Even so, after the outermost spaceships of the fleet began to move into the depths of space, we had reached a preliminary trust with the local natives of the Azure Star. At this time, Sandora proposed that she wanted to visit their world as a representative. look.
Not at all what we expected, the other party readily agreed—in fact, their mission here includes one: if possible, try to invite “outer space visitors” to come to the surface of the planet for face-to-face friendly communication. When we offered to visit their planet, they naturally asked for it.
It's just that when Sandora and I appeared directly in their spaceship through space teleportation, it still caused a considerable degree of... confusion.
Obviously, the opponent didn't expect that we could directly enter the interior of their spaceship without positioning. This action caused a huge panic on the opponent. The second point that makes the other party at a loss is that Sandora and I are almost the same as the local indigenous residents in appearance.
We appeared in each other's control room, which is a place where the entire spaceship is relatively densely populated, so Sandora and I naturally received tons of curious sights, and we were not caught by the person in charge until a minute later. Force it under control. And the weird old man from before is now in the big spaceship sent by the surface of the blue star. He finally saw what the so-called "alien" looks like with his own eyes. He pointed at us with disbelief and said, "You... Where's the tentacle?"
I:"… "
So I will always insist that this is a wonderful old man.
"Do you think aliens must grow crooked melons and split dates?" I gritted my teeth and looked at the strange old man, and then looked around curiously. Now this is the interior of the "rugby spaceship", which is similar to the imperial starship. In comparison, this place seems a bit crowded and cramped, and you can see strange... equipments running everywhere. I don’t know if those things can be called equipments. They look like totems, cylinders of different sizes, floating on the surface The runes are constantly refreshed, and the staff in short robes use the arcane energy balls in their hands to rearrange these runes to control the operation of the spaceship. The scans showed that there was a complex energy environment inside those totem poles, but no conventional electrical parts were found—the spaceship powered by mana, and its control is so unique.
But when Sandora and I researched the control equipment here without any scruples, a large circle of curious locals around were stunned—probably they didn’t expect aliens to speak like this... RQ