Chapter Ninety-Six: A Precursor to a Turning Point

"And even if we can fix it, it won't prove anything, right?" Zhou Xin sighed, "This kind of remedy still can't get rid of the suspicion that we are the invaders in the first place." ”

"Hmph, if you understand." Mondcombe replied angrily, "So don't worry about us anymore, take care of yourself and think about how to 'explain'." ”

"But most of the things you mentioned before are just coincidences caused by the decisions we made subjectively, except for the subjective decisions, the rest are even more coincidences, which makes us how to come up with substantive evidence." Seeing that the situation was about to reach a stalemate again, Zhou Xin said with a tone of embarrassment, "Otherwise, I'll let you see the sculpture we photographed at that time being destroyed, uh - is it a picture of your own destruction?" Or can you provide some more definite facts that will allow us to produce substantial evidence to prove that we are the original aggressor? ”

"A series of coincidences can still be called coincidences?" Melinki sneered, "I think Mondcombe is right, you're just stalling for time. Captain, it seems that we don't have much to talk to with them anymore. ”

"yes, there's nothing else to talk about." Mondcombe said even louder, "It's been so long that you can't even give a reasonable explanation, it's not like you're stalling for time." Anyway, it's stalling for time, so you might as well lock us up. With that, he was about to leave. Not only Mondcombe, but several others did the same.

"Haven't we all explained it all? It's just that you don't believe it. Looking at the other party's back, Zhou Xin reluctantly continued. Just then, Spred stopped them.

"Can you wait a minute, I have a few questions for you."

"Do we have a choice?" Looking at the robot blocking the doorway, Gziol turned his head and said angrily.

"Sorry, sometimes we have to use some coercion." Zhou Xin said sincerely, "I believe that when the misunderstanding between us is resolved, you will not care about these details." ”

After seeing that Zhou Xin finished speaking, the aliens in front of him did not have any desire to reply, but just looked coldly in their direction. Spred froze, and asked, "Could you please take a closer look at both of us?" Seeing that the other party really began to observe according to his own words, he continued, "Although we are very similar in appearance, there are still great differences in many details, do you agree? ”

"What kind of problem is that? Are you taking us for idiots? Mondcombe said in a sarcastic tone, "Anyone with a normal IQ can see it." Could it be that with your level of intelligence, you have not discovered this until now? Hearing this, both Melinki and Pavro laughed.

Ignoring Mondcombe's taunts, Spred continued to ask in a calm tone, "Since you can see the difference between the two sides in appearance, then I want to ask you." As he spoke, he gestured to the shipmates, "Is it possible that the difference in appearance between our individuals and the individuals of the invaders you spoke of is so similar?" Is it so similar that you can't tell the difference between 'your intelligence' and mistake us for the invaders? Speaking of this, he pointed to Zhou Xin and Dart, "If you look closely, you can find that there are three different races among us. After a pause, he asked the question he really wanted to ask, "Alright, now please remember it carefully, and then give me a definite answer—have you seen any of the invaders who have attacked your planet that resemble even any of the three species that we are here today to be completely indistinguishable?" ”

Zhou Xin saw that Spred's problem seemed to have really worked. Before he could finish his sentence, Mondcomb put away the sarcastic look he had just given and froze in place. Even several other aliens reacted in the same way, and the scene fell silent once again.

After waiting for a long time, Dart finally couldn't help but speak: "You guys are answering Spred's question, aren't you 'yes' or 'no'?" It's impossible not to even answer this, right? If you can't even make such an obvious judgment, how can you be sure that we are the former aggressors? ”

"Just by what you've done before." At this point, Mondcombe's tone was already tinged with a very obvious forcible justification, "If you are not invaders, then why are you investigating our planet on such a large scale, and why are you destroying our most important symbols—" However, before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Gezior.

"I really can't give a definite answer to your question." Gheziol frankly admitted.

"How is it possible, is it possible that your IQ is so low that you can't even tell if you are the same or different?" Before the words fell, someone on Zhou Xin's side sneered, which immediately caused the other party's angry eyes, and even Zhou Xin looked in the direction where the voice came from dissatisfied.

Gheziol, whose tone had just softened, suddenly changed to a gloomy tone, "Of course not for this stupid reason, but only because - we have not seen the invaders in real terms at all. ”

"No, it won't." Now it was Zhou Xin's turn not to believe Gezio's words, and he asked in disbelief, "Those invaders have turned your planet into what it is now, but you haven't even seen each other's true faces?" You're kidding, aren't you? ”

"Is it because there are no individuals of the other party in the records handed down from ancient times, so you don't know what they really look like?" Spred had come up with a suitable reason for them.

Gziol nodded slightly awkwardly, then shook his head again, "It's true that there have been no enemy instances in ancient records, but that's not the main reason. In those ancient records, our ancestors made it clear that throughout the attack of our civilization by invaders, the other side never revealed its true identity......"