"No, don't get me wrong. We are having lunch right now. We Chinese people believe that everyone who comes is a guest. We want to know how many people are coming so that we can prepare lunch for them in advance."

Lunch is fake, the purpose is to delay some time.

When the starship on the other side heard this, they thought, is this a good idea? It's not bad to have lunch first, it doesn't matter if they spend this little time.

"Then prepare a group of people!"

"The steps to prepare a delicious lunch are rather complicated, and I'm afraid it won't be possible in a short period of time. If you guys would like to eat something simple, I can prepare a simple meal for a group of people within two hours."

"It needs to be delicious. Make as much as you can in an hour. We'll be on board in an hour."

After a few words of conversation, Old Sheng had almost figured out the other side's background. The aliens looked down on them, not because they were stupid. After all, people without brains could not develop to the technological level of owning starships.

However, one hour was enough to make arrangements for Yang Jinghui. More time would be useless as there were only a few people available.

After the call, the two chiefs and their two assistants all felt like rolling their eyes.

It is beneficial for you if the other party underestimates you, but it is uncomfortable to be looked down upon. Are earthlings so weak in the eyes of aliens?

"Lao Sheng, I'm going to find Xiao Yang. This is a rare opportunity to have a real fight in space. I want to show off my mecha."

"Your old arms and legs..."

Forget it, Old Sheng stopped talking halfway. Old Qin and himself are no longer old and frail now. After taking the transformation potion, their physical fitness has recovered to that of a forty-year-old. They look like young and strong people no matter how you look at them.

(I'd like to mention here that the transformation potion can restore an old man in his seventies to his forties, but it is still different from the interstellar orcs. An orc in his seventies or eighties looks like a young man in his thirties. The appearance of an orc will not change much from ten to ten years old.)

"Why am I old? I didn't look young when I beat Xiaomei."

"Okay, but you have to listen to Xiao Yang's arrangements and don't be radical. Xiao Niang, you have to keep an eye on your leader."

"Yes, Chief Sheng."

Zhiyu couldn't persuade him and there were not enough people, so if Lao Qin wanted to leave, let him leave.

If Mr. Sheng hadn't given the mecha to Yang Jinghui, he would have wanted to show off his skills.

"Mr. Sheng, what about lunch?"

"Get ready. Go make the arrangements. Take down as many people as you can."

Mr. Sheng handed a small porcelain bottle to Xiao Mu.

When Su Yan left, she gave Mr. Sheng all kinds of medicines, including a lot of poisons, which were now put to use.

Xiao Mu took it and asked, "What is this?"

"It's a drug that can make people fall asleep in seconds. After taking it, you won't be able to wake up unless you sleep for a full day, unless there is an antidote."

Xiao Mu smiled. Could the leader be so humorous? Instead of poisoning him?

"What are you thinking? Am I the kind of person who would poison someone to death without any reason?"

"Of course not!"

Xiao Mu took the small porcelain bottle and hurried to make arrangements.

Mr. Sheng didn't want to do this kind of tricks either. Who made his side weak?

If he could knock one down, he would have one less enemy. All's fair in war, so it wouldn't hurt for him to cheat occasionally.

Yang Jinghui was explaining the key points of space combat to the mecha team in accordance with the current situation.

The mecha team usually has actual combat drills, but the actual situation at the moment is very different. The spacecraft cannot be damaged. Nearly 100,000 lives are at stake.