Words of fellow plant ...... Actually, that's right?

After all, green light is multiplied by spores, and there is no lifespan limit, if it is injured or killed in battle, its battle site will grow a lot of new green light after a certain period of time.

Compared to the Fusionists' obvious animal characteristics, Green Light is indeed more similar to the primitive Bao.

But the mere resemblance of origin and appearance is not enough to make their telepathy connected.

"Uh, they seem to be trying to say something, do you understand?" Looking at the vines that looked like they were dancing in ecstasy, the cultural advisor was also a little at a loss for a moment, and turned to the interpreter and asked.

"I'm sure I felt it...... Goodwill," the interpreter frowned: "But the frequency of this telepathy does not match all the frequency bands we have at our disposal. ”

"Hehe~" The cultural consultant smiled maliciously: "Then shouldn't you perform 'that'?" ”

"Damn, I shouldn't have taken this position in the first place, if all the aliens had their own language like Ute, they only needed to decipher and transcode." The translator grumbled as he took off his gloves and rolled up his sleeves.

"Can't you hear me? The sub-group consciousness of the primitive Bao appeared a little anxious: "[Wait for me to adjust the frequency band of telepathy...... What are you doing? 】”

The interpreter tentatively walked to the nearest vine and held out his hand, the proto-Bao child shook in confusion, not dodging for her to hold.

Hiss - Brush -

The slender palm of the translator instantly loses color and begins to deform, and judging by the texture and color, this "hand" is more like a plant than the vine it holds.

"Do you see what I mean?" The translator narrowed his eyes as if he was not very comfortable with this situation: "We are [Green Light], our hometown is [Green Prairie Planet], and we are here for [Peace]." ”

"Welcome! Green Light Friends! The native Bao was excited, and the vines shook the interpreter's hand vigorously.

"Confirm the new telepathic waveform, tentatively named [1296β]," the interpreter withdrew his "hand" and replied to Bao telepathically, "Have you received our telepathic signal?" ”

"Oh, of course, it's clear! We are born from the same origin! We are not alone! The proto-Bao danced.

"Uh...... Yes. The cultural advisor who connected to the psychic communication channel thought for a moment and decided not to refute this inconsequential question: "This vine ...... Sir, I wonder what to call your people? And what did the attacks we received before come from? ”

"[We, no, I'm 'Bao',]" the sub-group consciousness responded: "[Unfortunately, all the 'vines' you see are 'me', and I can't let Bao have an individual consciousness until I defeat those 'hybrid monsters', their will is too weak, and they will only be devoured when they encounter 'hybrid monsters'. 】”

"Maybe you'd like to tell us about the 'hybrid monsters'?" The cultural advisor immediately turned on the cliché mode.

"[That's ......]"

'Huh? Listen to its meaning, and are you ready to "ignite" Bao to fall into a deep sleep after he awakens? It's a degraded version of Solian. ’

[But it is not the real group consciousness of Bao, so if you do it, you may never wake up, and if you are lucky, there is a small chance that you will reawaken through a lucky Bao one day in the future.] 】

Then it can do it. 'Zilang Literature

[There's no need to use the law of cause and effect, right? 】

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"So, we came across a 'Gestalt Consciousness'?" Zero Greenlight sat in the captain's seat, holding his chin with one hand, and asked the returning cultural advisor and interpreter.

Although I would like to complain about this term, judging from the development history of green light, it is true that they did not have the environment in which the word "alayya" was born.

Obviously, even if the seven-colored light monitored the whole process of this "meeting", telepathy could not be filmed, so they could only wait for them to return to report.

"Yes, it claims to control the 'Bao' on the entire planet - that's what they call themselves," the cultural advisor replied, "but there is still another half of the planet's Bao that has been contaminated by the unknown and turned into a 'hybrid monster', and they are the ones who attack us, and it asks us to help them destroy those monsters." ”

"Oh...... So what do you think? Zero's green light looked unchanged.

"Compared to the ancient civilization that has already taken shape like Ute, this new plant civilization that has not yet gone into space is likely to become our staunch ally after receiving our help and entering space, and I think it can help them." The cultural advisor replied.

"I don't think so!" Before Zero could respond, the military advisor interrupted her first: "You can't assume that they are orthodox just because you first came into contact with them, in fact, they are 'rebels'. ”

"Oh?" The cultural adviser did not directly refute, but looked behind the military adviser: "That is, during my time to negotiate, you had contact with the other faction?" ”

"To be exact, she found us." The military advisor panned half a step, revealing a "dryad" being followed by two green-light guards.

"Are we being invaded? Arewebeinginvaded? "She said in a sobbing voice.

"You're bullying someone?" Cultural Advisor squints military advisor.

"How do I know? She landed on our ship in a dandelion-like plant flying machine, and after being controlled, she kept crying, uh, probably crying? The military adviser touched the back of his head.

"If there is a language, and space technology has been developed, then they really don't look like 'monsters'...... It's up to you. The cultural advisor tilted his head towards the interpreter on the side.

"Uh-huh, while she does look like a mix of plant and animal, as long as she's cute, it's fine." The translator smiled and stepped forward to shake hands with the deer-shaped dryad.

The little dryad looked at the change in the translator's hand, and looked so shocked that he couldn't stand.

"Okay, girl, I can understand you now, whatever you want?" The interpreter said mildly.

"Fear the terrible wrath of the forest fawn! (Fearthefearsomefuryoftheforestfawn!)]" said the dryad milk with fierce eyes.

"What did she say?" Before the translation deciphers the transcoding, the other green lights are obviously incomprehensible.

"I think it's like some kind of tongue twister......" The translator helplessly lifted his forehead with his free hand, "Listen girl, those vines call themselves 'Orthodox Bao' and call you 'hybrid monsters', should you say something?" ”

"[I, we are all Bao, no one is a monster......" The dryad shook his head repeatedly.

Yes, although I don't know what reason Pamela chose to send her, but as soon as these words came out, the negotiation was already half successful.