Because the distance to this planet is not very far, this seemingly absurd power solution is actually quite feasible.

The life support system was still working intermittently, but it was clear that the temperature and air environment inside the spacecraft had begun to become unstable.

It took quite a while for the remaining crew to seal all the compartments by manually screwing them shut. Some of the wires used by the pilot were connected to batteries, and some were connected to a small personal terminal.

"Everyone get ready, I'm about to detonate!"

The driver's excited expression made the crew feel inexplicably uneasy.

All crew members donned protective suits, secured themselves firmly to their seats, and waited in the slightly rotating bridge for the spaceship to reach the appropriate angle.

The view through the crystal window slowly changed, eventually returning to a view directly facing the planet.

"Now!"

The driver presses a button on his personal terminal.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Several loud bangs could be heard from inside, followed by a strong sense of being pushed back. The spaceship generated power and flew towards the planet.

"Damn it! After the explosion before the jump, the outer shell of the sub-engine fuel tank was severely weakened. One explosion detonated everything around it!"

"We can't make a second change of direction!"

The driver tossed his personal terminal aside and shrugged helplessly.

"We can only hope that we're lucky and that our first impact angle will allow us to be captured by the planet's gravity."

After a tense half-day, they discovered that the spaceship was getting faster and faster, and looking out through the crystal window, the entire spaceship was already in a reddish state.

This discovery was exciting, as it meant that they had not only been successfully captured by the planet's gravity, but were also in a state of accelerated descent, with the planet's atmosphere violently rubbing against the spacecraft's surface.

Although the spaceship was in extremely poor condition, its outer shell could still withstand such high temperatures.

On the planet, countless creatures swimming on the sea surface watched as the giant fireball in the sky tilted and slid down.

"Boom!"

The enormous impact created waves tens of meters high, instantly extinguishing the spaceship's flames, and causing widespread flooding, as if it were raining.

Large amounts of seawater poured in through the gaps in the spaceship.

The dazed crew members opened the badly damaged hatch from inside the spaceship and scrambled to escape.

The spaceship was about to sink, and the remaining twenty-odd crew members, dressed in spacesuits, were struggling to paddle and prepare to open a black box.

I dare not take off my spacesuit easily, otherwise I might be infected by unfamiliar bacteria and viruses.

With a "click," the black box was finally opened.

The contents inside expanded rapidly, eventually becoming a standard circular buoyancy device, somewhat like a rubber boat.

The crew members breathed a sigh of relief after they had all climbed up.

Before they could rest for long, they became tense again.

The sea, which appears amber from high above, is actually a normal transparent color when you're actually in it. However, the deep ocean and the fact that there is no land here put immense pressure on the crew, not to mention that they also observed something else.

There's something underwater!

A crew member shouted, and by the time all the crew members reacted, their small buoyancy boat was already surrounded by something underwater.

A creature covered in fins and with hands treads on the water, with most of its body above the surface.

It held a sharp, bone-colored spear in its hand, and its eyes showed a wary look.

The crew turned around and looked around. Their small boat was surrounded by these seemingly intelligent native creatures wielding spears.

"Smash~~#￥%%%#%"

A string of incomprehensible sounds came from the mouth of the first creature to emerge.

This action startled the crew in the small boat.

They possess language! They're actually intelligent beings!

That makes things easier. The spacesuit hasn't been taken off yet, and the bionic translator on it can absorb a certain amount of mental waves, so it should be able to understand.

All crew members activated the bionic translation system.

"Who are you? You came from outer space, are you Devourers?"

Devourer? What's that?

“We are the interstellar defense force of the Dalos Empire. We crashed onto this planet by accident, and we are not devourers.”

The indigenous intelligent beings of these planets didn't seem too surprised that the other party could speak their language so quickly.

Seeing that they answered that they were not devourers, the one who started asked another question.

"Are you gods?"

The Dalos soldiers were communicating quietly in their own language on the internal channel.

"They asked us if we were gods?"

"It's not unusual for primitive civilizations to regard advanced foreign civilizations as gods. I guess they saw us coming down from the sky and thought we were gods."

"Should we pretend to be gods to make it easier to obtain the resources we need and understand the situation?"

"Okay, let's do it this way!"

Just as the crew reached a conclusion and were about to put it into action, the captain suddenly thought of something.

"etc!"

"What's wrong, Captain? Is there a problem?"

The captain recalled what had just happened.

“They’re not unsophisticated natives! They weren’t surprised at all by our translation system, as if they’d encountered similar situations before!”

"So that means they mistook us for the advanced civilization that visited last time?"

"Very likely!"

The crew members, on the contrary, became excited.

“That’s great. Since they don’t seem to be enslaving them, the civilization we visited last time shouldn’t be the cruel kind. Maybe we can wait for them to come and help us.”

After discussing the matter and finding no problems, the captain of the Dalos people composed himself and spoke.

"That's right, we are the gods, but we've encountered some difficulties and need your help."

But the Darlos's plan seems to have backfired.

These intelligent marine creatures clearly didn't listen carefully to the second half of the sentence; they cheered when they heard that they were gods.

"Great! It's the Gods! The Star Gods have finally arrived. There are many Devouring Beasts on Crescent Moon Island, and we can't fight them. Great Gods, please help us get rid of these despicable cannibals."

Before the Dalos people could react, the group of natives pulled out ropes with hooks from somewhere, swung them over, hooked them onto the small boat, and each of them held one side, dragging the 10-meter-diameter boat at high speed in one direction.

Crescent Moon Island? So this planet, although it doesn't have large landmasses, must still have islands. That's good.

"Wait! What are you talking about? What Devouring Beast?"

"Stop right there!"

But this time there was no response, not because they ignored it, but because the sound of swimming and splashing was too loud. The spacesuit is not a megaphone, and the shouts were drowned out by the noisy water.

After the sun had set about 45 degrees below the horizon on this planet, the outline of a huge island came into view, and one could vaguely see roaring monsters locked in combat.

The Darlos were drenched in sweat inside their spacesuits, constantly swearing in their native tongue.

"!!#￥#￥#￥！！！！！！"

"This is a monstrous, mutated creature!!!! How come it's here too!!!"