Just as General Zitari was full of ambition and was about to carry out an all-round invasion of this low-level civilization planet under his feet, the communicator on the bridge raised his arms suddenly, "General, we have received a link to apply for communication in the form of electromagnetic waves. ”

"Communication link?" The general frowned and said, "From Earth?" ”

"Yes." The correspondent hesitated and said: "In fact, when the wormhole was first opened, various national organizations on this planet tried to use electromagnetic wave communication to communicate with us.

However, this time, the electromagnetic wave is extremely powerful, and the information coding form has been specially calibrated so that it can be used with the communication receiving port of our mothership. ”

"Is that so?" The general frowned and was silent, and thought for a moment before he said in a deep voice: "Connect the information, and at the same time keep the mothership hidden." ”

The instructed communicator pressed the button, and the electromagnetic communication between Earth and the Zetari carrier was officially established.

An unremarkable image of a young Chinese man appears on the big screen of the Zetari starship, and although these aliens can transmit information through smell, they still have a light-sensing organ called "eyes".

"Hello, respected alien friend, I am Leon, the representative of humanity from Earth."

The intelligent AI of the Zitari mothership that collected information on the earth was particularly thoughtful and translated the Chinese Chinese language used by Li Ang into Zitari.

He was still wearing the suit, and the backdrop behind him was pitch black, and there was no sign to be seen.

For the sake of prudence, General Zetari had already ordered the mothership itself to be hidden, so Leon emitted electromagnetic waves, but the Zetari starship did not respond, keeping the communication silent, not only the picture, but also the sound did not come out.

Li Ang said so unilaterally, his attitude was elegant and calm, and his tone was calm and calm, "From a political point of view, it shouldn't be me who came to make the first contact with the alien race, but the situation is urgent, and I also crossed the United Nations and awarded myself the position of the United Nations Liaison Officer for Extraterrestrial Civilizations-

They didn't dare to question it anyway. ”

He said nonchalantly, but General Zitari had a gloomy face and did not look at him.

The Zetarians have been crisscrossing the galaxy for many years, and have rich experience in negotiating with other civilizations, especially in the military, and have extremely strict and complicated military regulations and military orders, instruction manuals.

Almost as soon as Leon spoke, the entire ship's professionals began to move, and they analyzed this individual life on Earth from all angles.

Language system, appearance, mannerisms, dress, mental profile, muscular development, brain capacity, nerve reflex speed.....

All the information is organized, and in less than half a second, a large stack of thick files is automatically generated, which continues to grow over time.

This information was evaluated by the Zitari negotiators, approved and corrected at various levels, and finally condensed into a guidebook and submitted to General Zitari.

The whole process takes less than 10 seconds.

“... In short, I have only one reason to communicate with you, to get the Zetarians to abandon the idea of invading the Earth and to cooperate with us in the long run. ”

Li Ang said eloquently: "The people of the earth will work together with the people of Zitari to interact benignly, complement each other's advantages, develop together, and benefit each other.

We will unswervingly implement the Five Principles of Peaceful Coexistence, deeply understand the significance of the times of adhering to the people's position and thinking, do deep, meticulous and practical, do not waver, do not give up, do not change and do not compromise, based on the present, focus on the long-term, seize opportunities, and respond to challenges.

We will comprehensively analyze the current opportunities and challenges, fully implement the guiding principles, continue to advance the great blueprint for the common prosperity of the two civilizations, and fully implement the basic policies of peace and cooperation.

We will hold high the banner of the great alliance of Earth-Zetari civilizations, unite as one, and march together towards the sea of stars..."

Li Ang's words were heard by the Qitari people in a fog, confused, obviously every word could be understood, but when combined together, it was like a book from heaven.

In the end, it was General Zitari who stepped in, pressed the communication button, and sent a message to Leon in the form of a simple Chinese character encoding (when communicating with alien civilizations, they were also worried about revealing too much information) - "No. ”

It's simple, and it's not a "no" word for glamorous cheap.

Leon paused, raised his eyebrows with interest, and said calmly, "You may not understand the preciousness of life. ”

On the bridge of the command ship of the Zetari mothership, a small laugh echoed, and each Zetari officer looked at the Chinese youth on the screen mockingly, like a monkey in a zoo.

As early as 1,000 years ago, the Zetarians were able to build ring-level Dyson spheres around stars to draw energy from the sun.

And these earthlings are still trapped on barren planets, and they need to count the residual fuel with their fingers even launching rockets - they haven't even put their recyclable rockets into full use!

Earthlings are nothing more than a race of low-minded and ignorant people.

General Zitari shook his head, too lazy to communicate more with the self-proclaimed "human ambassador" clown in the picture, and directly said to his subordinate officers: "Start dropping genetic poison agents, and at the same time launch a missile interception system." ”

"Yes."

The officer listened and began to press the button on the control panel.

The so-called genetic poison is a special agent developed by the intelligent AI of the Zetari mothership for humans, which only needs to be released into the atmosphere to accurately kill the vast majority of human races without harming other species (any living species is a highly cherished scientific research sample).

By the way, according to the established plan, the Zetarians will leave some women and fewer males to breed and breed and study humans, and if humans, who walk upright on two legs, conform to the aesthetics of some intelligent races in the galaxy, they may be able to sell humans as slaves and pets.

The Zetarians have done such a dirty and dirty thing countless times before, and it can be said that they are familiar with the road - humans are in the eyes of the Zetarians what pigs and dogs are in the eyes of humans.

As the side decks of the starship slowly opened, more worm craft escaped and headed for Schwarzschild Throat in the starry sky.

However, before he could get close to Schwarzschild's throat, the aircraft at the front shattered as if it had crashed into an invisible and insubstantial wall, causing a series of fires from the explosion.

The rest of the craft came to a screeching halt, and the Zetari pilot above turned on the detector in his helmet and glanced at the empty space.

General Zetari on the mothership held his breath, the breathing hole in his neck trembling slightly.

"What happened? Soldier, answer me! ”

His rebuke echoed through the public channel.

“…… We saw it, a man ......"

The voice of the Zeta Swiss soldiers was indistinct, and on the display screen of the mothership, the photoelectric lights symbolizing the life signals of the Zeta Swiss soldiers were extinguished one by one.

Silent, silent, without struggle, without howling, all the Zeta Swiss soldiers sent out died quietly and peacefully.

Leon stood above the bustling city of New York No. 2, with no support under his feet, but his body was like going up a staircase, climbing up unhurriedly, slowly approaching Schwarzschild's throat.

"Like I said, you don't understand the preciousness of life."