A lizard-like head was taken to the interrogation room specially prepared for the gatherers, and he could not open his eyes from the direct sunlight, and could only dimly see two creatures opposite him.

This was the process of interrogation, and the lizardmen who had experienced it once before were much calmer than the last time, at least this time they suppressed their panicked emotions.

"I remember...... You're in the Elan United Caravan...... The president of the Norton Business Ship... Name... The name is... It's called Norman......"

"Right?"

The gatherer struggled to recall, there were too many things to deal with, especially in this war period, engineering construction, battle details, new race information, etc., the huge amount of information drowned out the results of the last interrogation, and it took more effort for the gatherer to recall it again.

Hearing this, Norman was stunned at first, but he quickly reacted, and his good character as a sleek businessman immediately echoed with a sneer.

"Yes, yes, it turns out that you still remember me, what a good memory, hehe."

This is Norman's way of surviving as a merchant for so many years, as long as he can talk to the other party, he has a way to quickly get closer to the other party, he can negotiate business partners with enemies, and he can persuade evil people to become escorts.

Norman was a staunch egoist and a man who firmly believed that all people were egoists.

However, he kicked the iron plate this time, because the gatherers wouldn't eat him.

"You've been to many places and seen a lot of things, haven't you?" The gatherers asked.

"That's right, the Norton merchant ship under my command has conducted military trade in war-torn war zones, and has also conducted huge trade over long distances, and ......"

Norman, who was about to talk to the gatherers, was rudely interrupted.

"Stop, we don't want to hear that right now."

"Okay, I'll shut up."

As soon as the chatterbox was opened, Norman kept his mouth shut, proving to the gatherers how obedient the merchant was.

Unfortunately, the gatherers did not read any other meaning from Norman's behavior, they did not have such a high emotional intelligence, and relied on life fields, radio and other communication all year round, and the communication habits were generally inclined to go straight to the point, and this situation also made Norman, a merchant who was being interrogated, unpredictable.

"We have something we want to ask you, and we want you to tell us everything you know."

One gatherer states their purpose, and the other adds to it later.

"Also, I think it is necessary to remind you that you must not try to deceive us by being clever, it will be meaningless and will increase the workload on our side, until now, half of the merchants have paid with their lives because of their conceit, and I believe that Norman, you are a man of great wisdom, and will not do such a stupid thing."

"When—of course, what kind of man I Norman is, you should know very well, and if you ask me, I will know everything."

Norman's lizard face twitched slightly, and the gatherer's warning reminded him of a merchant he had been locked up with not long ago, who was about to be executed by the gatherers for lying, and the terrible screams he had made when he was dragged out of the holding room now seemed to echo in Norman's ears.

Norman's heart was subconsciously accelerating, and his breathing became heavy, because he was nervous, he didn't want to die yet, and he made so much money by trading, wouldn't it be too much of a loss to die like this? And he wants to earn more, and he can't die in this kind of place!

"Then let me ask you, what is the 'Coordination Council'?" The gatherer asked.

"Coordination? It was one of the supreme beings of the Gate World. ”

Norman's brain became nimble because of the fear of death, and as soon as the gatherer asked the question, he simply went through his mind and answered it immediately.

"Supreme? So what? Are you trying to hide it from us? The gatherer questioned.

Norman immediately panicked, this was a matter of life and death, and hurriedly expressed the meaning of 'no' with various body movements, and kept shouting in a panic.

"Nope! Absolutely nothing! I've always known everything! Absolutely no attempt to tell any lies! You didn't ask, I thought you knew that! ”

"Then you can explain to me now, what is the Supreme."

The tricks of interrogation are unwittingly used by the collectors, and combined with the collector's emotionless reading, Norman, who is accustomed to observing words and expressions, feels at a loss for what to do, and this discomfort evokes a deep sense of insecurity, and the fear of death prompts him to tell everything he knows.

"Supreme...... That's the title of a class......" Norman stumbled a little, but his fear was amplified by the uneasiness in his heart, and he didn't need the gatherers to get to the bottom of it, so Norman immediately took the initiative to make a suggestion to the gatherers, "Look, why don't I start from the beginning and explain it to you in detail?" ”

"Okay, we'll just want to know more."

Naturally, the gatherers had no reason to refuse, and they also saw that this was the effect of interrogation.

Norman organized the language, reminiscing and telling the gatherer.

"You also know that there are millions of kingdoms and forces in the Gate World, and these countries and forces are strong and weak, since there are differences, they should be divided into differences, at the beginning, we interstellar merchants did this spontaneously in order to reduce trade risks, and with the passage of time, due to the promotion of trade, the standard for measuring the strength of all countries and forces in the Gate World has gradually been accepted by all the countries and forces in the Gate World."

"There are a total of eight levels in the Gate World, and the original class is the primitive natives, most of whom are uncivilized barbarian species that are incapable of climbing out of their home planet."

When traders come into contact with these planets, business practices generally take extremely high risks, even if that civilization has entered the industrial age, but that does not mean that civilization will have a high moral integrity, the most common situation is to grab a spaceship, catch aliens and go to the dissection table, which is barbaric and uncivilized in the eyes of traders.

Normally, the interstellar merchants are very active in finding the primitive natives, but they generally don't like to trade with the primitive natives, so instead of risking their lives to trade with those barbaric poor ghosts who have little oil and water, why not sell the coordinates of the primitive natives to the interstellar pirates? Interstellar pirates pay a lot of money for intelligence.