Chapter 252: Mining Alliance

On the other side.

A few shallow ripples crossed the calm ocean of time and space, gradually spreading out in all directions.

Inside the ripples, several starships with old shells rushed forward with all their might.

The camera gradually zoomed in, and in the slightly narrow starship cockpit, several thin, barely human-like blue-skinned creatures were nervously staring at the screen on the control console.

There were fine and dense scratches all over the main console, and the paint in some places had even completely fallen off, revealing the dull metal shell inside.

Obviously, this starship is already quite old.

"Is the target still not out of the curvature state?"

A blue-skinned creature blinked his round black eyes and gently pressed a few buttons on the main console in front of him with his dry, thin but slender fingers.

Some complex text and graphics quickly appeared on the old screen.

"Yes." Another blue-skinned creature responded to the former's question, "Captain Olaya, do you think that could be the army sent by the Empire?"

The blue-skinned creature named Olaya blinked again, and a thin, translucent eye membrane instantly covered the black eyeball at the back, and then slowly retracted into the eyelids: "I don't think so."

"Even if it's the Empire, it's impossible to send only one starship to invade the Alliance."

"Besides... I heard that the top leaders of the Alliance are trying to negotiate with the Empire. At least, the Empire will not attack us before the negotiations break down."

Hearing this, the blue-skinned creature who asked the question was visibly relieved, and the blue skin on his body became a little brighter: "That's great..."

"Koruk, don't relax!"

Olaya's expression became serious, and the translucent eye membrane covered the surface of his eyeball again: "Even if it's not the army sent by the Empire, the other party also constitutes an invasion."

"But his speed is very slow." Koruk pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth inside his mouth, "Only a speed of 0.3c, maybe they have just mastered the curvature technology..."

"Shut up!"

Olaya glared at Koruk fiercely, and his voice became hoarse and low: "Don't forget, where did our technology come from?!"

"The starship you drove, the missile you just launched, where did they come from?!"

The smile on Koruk's face disappeared instantly, and his blue skin became dim: "It was... provided by the Alliance."

Olaya's words directly shattered Koruk's remaining sense of superiority - whether it was the curvature spacecraft or the curvature missile, it was actually assistance provided by the Alliance to their civilization.

It was called assistance, but in fact it was just some products facing elimination.

But even so, the top leaders of the civilization seemed to have paid a considerable price for this.

There was no way, the weak civilization had little say in the alliance.

Olaya sighed deeply, and stretched out his slender and dry fingers again to fiddle with the old operating buttons: "Come on, after getting rid of the opponent..."

The hoarse voice stopped abruptly, and Olaya, who was originally calm, suddenly shouted from the chair.

He widened his big black eyes, and the hard eye mask on the surface was completely retracted into his eyelids.

After a moment of silence, he asked a question that made everyone shudder: "...Where is the target?"

"Radar! Quickly retrieve the radar data!"

Olaya's sharp voice sounded in the cockpit. Koruk finally came to his senses and frantically used his dry fingers to press the buttons on the main console.

Perhaps because he was too flustered, or perhaps because he was not familiar with the corresponding operations, Koruk called up several completely unrelated interfaces in succession.

"Get out of the way!"

Olaya couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his thin arm, pushed Koruk aside, and then quickly retrieved the radar data.

There was nothing abnormal.

But the target really disappeared from its original position!

"This, this is impossible!!"

Looking at the dozens of curvature missiles speeding towards the destination, Olaya suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

As expected.

The next second, several abnormal warning messages flashed on the screen on the main console - the curvature missile they launched not long ago exploded halfway.

"Is the curvature missile out of order?"

Koruk's hoarse voice came from the side: "Damn it, I knew that the missiles sold to us by the Alliance were all defective..."

Almost at the same time, the target signal appeared again in the radar that had originally had no response.

It was located in the area where the curvature missile exploded abnormally.

Olaya's face became ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye: "It's not a malfunction."

"It was... intercepted."

The moment the voice fell, the entire cockpit fell into a dead silence.

"Intercept, intercept..."

Koruk's face was a little horrified: "But, but the target starship is still there..."

Olaya interrupted Koruk's words: "Its coordinates have changed dramatically in a few minutes."

As he said that, he simply calculated the opponent's speed in his mind.

More than 100,000 times the speed of light.

When he came to this conclusion, Olaya was shocked.

His blue skin became brighter because of fear: "How is this possible..."

It was not until he called the shipboard computer to perform multiple calculations that he finally accepted the fact with difficulty - 0.3 times the speed of light, it was probably just the speed of the other party strolling around.

"For some reason, the radar did not observe the corresponding curvature fluctuations..."

Halfway through his speech, Olaya suddenly froze in his tracks.

He saw a straight rising red line in the radar log, and its intensity even exceeded the radar's upper limit of measurement.

Because of this, the radar directly classified this instantly rising red line as a measurement error.

"Oh, Commander Olaya..."

Koruk asked with difficulty: "What should we do now?"

"Report to the Alliance..."

Watching the target light spot disappear in the radar image again, Auraya screamed with a distorted face: "Quick! Report!!"

Before the voice fell, the warning message of the curvature engine overload sounded in the cockpit.

Amid the piercing alarm, several old starships successively withdrew from the superluminal cruise state.

Auraya turned pale and looked at the porthole of the starship in front of him with horror.

Outside the porthole, a khaki, rounded, and non-threatening starship quietly hovered in the empty universe.

...

"Is this the starship of that civilization?"

Inside the [Varilla], Chen Fan looked at the starships outside the porthole with interest. The starships that were pulled out of the curvature navigation state by the Imprisoned.

"It looks... seems to be quite shabby."

Isa beside him gave a sharp comment.

Chen Fan nodded silently.

Judging from the appearance alone, these starships can be called "treasures of the ancient times."

On the side of the starship, which was full of bumps and traces of war damage, a few blurry characters marked the identity of the other party.

Thanks to the self-analyzing dictionary provided by the other party in the electromagnetic wave communication, Yi quickly gave the corresponding translation.

"Bray Alliance?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows: "It seems that the other party has more than one civilization."

"Yi, try to establish communication with the other party."

He adjusted his sitting posture and cleared his throat at the same time: "I'm here to say hello to my neighbors."

Yi: "..."

Rushing into the other party's territory, intercepting missiles and forcibly stopping the other party's starships...

You call this saying hello?

Whose good people say hello like this? !

"...Wait a minute, trying to initiate a communication request."

Having said that, Yi still silently executed the order issued by Chen Fan.

...

After an extremely short waiting time, these shabby starships, like turtles in a jar, responded.

"The communication request has been accepted."

"Accessing the temporary communication frequency band..."

A clear picture then emerged on the holographic panel on the main console of the [Varilla].

In the center of the screen was a thin, blue-skinned humanoid creature.

Although it was called a humanoid, it had a long tail on its back, the end of which was flat and looked a bit like a fish fin.

Its limbs were thin and dry, and several fingers that were nearly 20 centimeters long were slightly curled up, with even a little bit of webbed flesh between its fingers.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the strange blue skin.

"The other party should also be a carbon-based life form."

An electronic synthesized voice sounded in the cockpit: "From the appearance, it looks a bit like an amphibian."

The next second, a hoarse, knife-sharpening sound came from the communication channel.

At the same time, the corresponding text and translation information appeared on the holographic panel.

[Respected... advanced civilization.]

[This star field is the territory of the Blay Alliance, and the previous attack was only for the purpose of self-defense...]

Chen Fan did not speak, but just stared at the other party silently.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, the skin of the blue-skinned amphibian became visibly paler, and at the same time, the hoarse and sharp voice became more urgent - the other party tried to explain the conflict as a misunderstanding.

It's normal.

When seeing an opponent with far greater strength than themselves, intelligent life with normal brain circuits will do everything possible to avoid possible conflicts.

"Bree Alliance?"

Seeing that the other party's skin had turned gray-blue, Chen Fan finally spoke slowly: "I haven't heard of this alliance."

Another hoarse clacking sound rang out.

[This is the Bray Galaxy. ]

[The Bray Alliance is a union of all civilizations above level 2 in the Bray Galaxy. ]

(ps: For ease of understanding, the civilization level is universal.)

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully: "What about you?"

"What civilization are you?"

[Swamp Civilization. ]

[We are just a small level 3 civilization. ]

"Level 3?!"

Chen Fan looked at the starships in surprise: "Your starships..."

[These are just the military supplies allocated to us by the Bray Alliance. 】

【The Blaying Alliance is currently at war, so they mistook you as an enemy target. 】

【Please believe us, this is just a misunderstanding. 】

(End of this chapter)