"So, this is a petition, not a kidnapping?"

Juan said as he broke open the lobster's claws and sucked on them.

At the same time, his gaze swept over the table full of seafood, and the room tilted at 60 degrees, and finally fell to the table, holding a bowl of corn paste and a happy face of the prawn elder.

When Elder Prawn heard this, he put down the corn paste and said sincerely: "The head of state forgives the sin, there is really no way, so the shrimp people made this decision." ”

Juan broke another lobster: "You don't mind if I eat lobster, do you?" ”

"I don't mind, although we are shrimp-like, we have nothing to do with the marine life of this planet."

Juan "Kaba Kaba" eating: "It's not really short of food, as for it?" ”

"Back to the head of state, we shrimp people are not indigenous to this planet, these seafood are allogeneic proteins for us, and just eating this will cause malnutrition.

"I haven't eaten the grain rice for three months, and I can't hold on to the seafood."

"It's been three months since I took Soma's shift, and time flies."

Then Juan turned his head and asked Yaling: "In the past, did the building send people to collect seafood and deliver food to the shrimp people at the same time?" ”

"Yes, in the past, every three days or so, someone would drive over to collect seafood and bring it back to the building's cold storage."

"Then why don't you arrange for someone to come and collect it now?"

Ya Ling looked at the table full of seafood with a disgusted expression: "Such a fishy thing is only liked by humans, elves, dwarves, and halflings don't like to eat it."

"The stock that Soma left in the cold storage before she left hasn't been exhausted yet, so I didn't expect to come."

Juan asked Elder Prawn again, "Then why don't you leave the Ninth District by yourself and go to the Elven Town or the building to get food?" ”

"Back to the Führer, don't dare, when we arrived on this planet, the human army sent a message, and the shrimp people dared to leave the ninth district, and they were killed."

Elder Prawn's words alerted Juan, who used his brain chip to open the massive storage left by Soma and search for "Prawn People".

Sure enough, the record was found.

Official Record: The shrimp people of District 9 come from the shrimp planet that was conquered by humans.

Juan remembered that when he was a child, he seemed to have watched the replay of the Shrimp Planet documentary.

He remembers that the documentary described it like this:

The righteous human army entered the shrimp planet and defeated the evil shrimp people who had just stepped into the cosmic civilization.

At gunpoint, the shrimp people held a fair vote and unanimously decided to give up the original technology and civilization, give the planet to humans, and join the human alliance as ordinary humanoids.

Juan counted the time and felt that something was not right: "In Soma's records, you arrived on this planet before he took over as the head of the Pioneer Station, that is, twenty years ago.

"But your shrimp planet was conquered by humans before I was born, what are you doing during this time?"

Elder Prawn pondered bitterly, "According to the seniors, they fled from the shrimp planet before the complete conquest of humans.

"Since then, I have been wandering in the universe, looking for a suitable place to stay.

"Finally found the planet, and then was defeated by the human army."

"Supposedly? You haven't experienced it firsthand? ”

"No, I hadn't hatched yet, and I heard those things from the old shrimp people later.

"But I went through the part when I was beaten down, when I was ten years old and just an adult.

"It was horrible, we had many, many shrimp people dead, and ten of the entire shipwrecks survived.

"Later, a human soldier came over and explained to us that they knocked our ship down because our ship violated the Human Alliance Traffic Safety Law.

"But the soldiers didn't continue to hurt us, he said the shrimp people are protected by the Human Alliance's Animal Protection Act.

"The soldiers removed the ship's thrusters and all armaments, demilitarized the power furnace and control system into a fully automatic mode, and warned us that we were not allowed to make unauthorized changes or they would explode.

"Then they gave us a living range, which is the Ninth District."

Juan calculated: "Then you are only in your thirties now?" ”

"Yes, I'm old, and in ten years, I'll be about to rest in peace."

Juan searched for information in his head, and sure enough, the shrimp people had a very short lifespan, with an average of forty years old.

"But I see that there are a lot of you now, and they are all from those ten shrimp people? This is inbreeding, right? ”

"No, no, we have a large number of eggs in our cold storage, which are said to contain the genes of all the shrimp people on the shrimp planet.

"Now the vast majority of shrimp farmers are hatched after the establishment of the ninth district.

"However, due to the size of the house and the amount of food, we have only hatched a very small part."

Juan thought to himself, no wonder the ninth district was set up and the shrimp people were not allowed to escape.

Otherwise, they can use their terrifying reproduction to turn the entire beautiful planet into a second shrimp planet.

It seems that the shrimp people cannot be allowed to walk out of the ninth arrondissement casually.

However, after all, it is a creature that has stepped into the cosmic civilization, so it should be a little easier to use than the natives, but I don't know if there is any difficulty in communication.

"Elder Prawns, among the Prawn People, how many people like you can use human language proficiently?"

"Except for the little shrimp people who have not been hatching long ago and are still learning, all the other shrimp people can speak human language."

"Wow, yes, it's worthy of a cosmic civilization."

"The Führer has won the prize, and compared with human beings, we are far behind.

"However, we shrimp people have always attached great importance to education, and there are special educational equipment on the spaceship to help shrimp people better learn human knowledge."

"Hey, aren't you learning about shrimp people?"

"There is no knowledge of shrimp people, only human knowledge.

"Before leaving, the human soldier formatted the memory that stored the knowledge of the shrimp people, and entered the human knowledge.

"This includes human primary and junior high school Chinese, primary and junior high school mathematics, physical and chemical basics, agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery knowledge, ......"

"Wait a minute, what about your science and culture?"

"It's gone."

"How to build and use spaceships?"

"It's gone."

"What about advanced knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry?"

"It's gone."

"And what else do you have?"

"There is also a collection of Mathematics Olympiad worksheets."

"It's not about this, it's the knowledge of you shrimp people."

"It's gone, the knowledge of the shrimp people has nothing left, it turns out that I can still say a few words of shrimp, and I haven't forgotten it for a long time.

"But now the shrimp people all speak the human language, and no one wants to learn the shrimp language, forget it, it doesn't matter."

Juan looked stunned.

Damn, I thought I had picked up a cosmic civilization, but it turned out to be indigenous.

He shook his head and sighed, Forget it, at least he knows human language, which is not bad.

"By the way," Juan turned to Morgan, who was holding a teacup to eat, "you're going to recruit these shrimp people as soldiers?" ”

"That's right, didn't you say that you want to be a soldier who is not afraid of rain, I just thought, shrimp people can swim, and they must not be afraid of water."

"But their lower limbs are very weak and they walk slowly, how can they be soldiers?"

"You can garrison it."

"But they don't have hands, just two big claws, how can they hold a gun?"

"I haven't thought about this, but their big claws are very powerful, and the shells on their bodies are also very hard, and there are many key numbers, so it should be very suitable to be cannon fodder."

"Hey, Morgan, in front of the elders of the family, it is not appropriate to directly say that the family should be cannon fodder."

"It's suitable," Elder Prawn said with a smile, "It's better to have useful value than not to use it well, and it's better to contribute to humanity than to rot here." ”