Age of Cosmic Exploration Chapter 321: Cursed Planet and Negotiation (1)

Chapter 321: Cursed Planet and Negotiation (1)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The Parlei Race was a level 2 civilization that defied lightning and thunder. To be more specific, they were at the peak of level 2 civilization and only needed a small catalyst to push them into becoming a real level 3 s.p.a.ce civilization. Furthermore, their civilization had a middle-aged cosmic adapter that had inherited 6 generations of adaptation, so they could at least survive for another 200 years or two to three generations. Before then, the Parlei Race had a great chance of becoming level 3 s.p.a.ce civilization, so they were a lot more powerful than those that were already on the decline.

About two years ago, the third fleet of the Parlei Race received a set of curious signal, and its origin was incredibly weird. It was sent using a technology beyond the Parlei Race's comprehension; it was similar to the legendary s.p.a.ce communication technology. Since it involved the manipulation of s.p.a.ce and time, it had to be related to a level 6 s.p.a.ce civilization or above. This was a legendary s.p.a.ce civilization.

However, in contrast to the super high tech communication technique, the content was written in the simplest 0s and 1s. This type of 2 dimensional content only existed for a civilization that hadn't left their home planet. Theoretically speaking, after a civilization became a level 2 s.p.a.ce civilization, they would stop using this kind of electrical signal.

This anomaly of super high tech communication technique and almost prehistoric content was hard to understand. It was as if a chimp was operating a s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p, it was impossible.

This third fleet was the Parlei Race's main battle fleet. It had 200 plus main battles.h.i.+ps, 1,400 plus protection s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps, and more than 5,000 combat s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps. It was one of the Parlei Race's three biggest armies, the solid proof that Parlei Race was a level 2 s.p.a.ce civilization.

After receiving this signal, the commander of this fleet, the Great Pap Pap Chief of the Parlei Race, immediately ordered the whole fleet to depart towards the location mentioned in the signal in the shortest notice!

The Great Pap Pap Chief guessed that this was a low level s.p.a.ce civilization that had fortunately stumbled across a high level s.p.a.ce civilization's ruins and had used its communication software. Alas, due to their lack of scientific knowledge, the signal didn't manage to reach their main race but had dispersed through the cosmos. Therefore, this was an open high level civilization ruin that was danger-free and would be the beginning of the Parlei Race's renaissance!

At the time, the Great Pap Pap Chief smoothed down the green furs that grew out of his impressive chest and his face split into a wide smile. This was the perfect opportunity for him to become the Parlei Race's Main Chief…

Therefore, after two years, the third fleet of the Parlei Race, who wasn't that far from their destination to begin with, arrived at the solar system. The first moment they did, they realized something was seriously wrong.

This solar system… housed the cursed planet!

"Cursed planet? What is that?"

In the Hope's fifth floor, right next to the Black Star Troopers' barracks, was an attached jail. This was the place with the highest security on the Hope because beside it housed plenty of Perceptors and Diviners. Even a fly couldn't leave this area unnoticed, much less a sentient being.

This was 10 days before the last controlled warp. 10 days from now, ZERO would help them warp one last time. This was the time when the Hope's army was at its busiest. The Black Star Troopers had heightened their training, so there was no chance for breaking out of this prison.

After idling for several months, these members from a civilization called the "Blue Race" had finally met Yao Yuan, Guang Zhen, Ren Tao, Xiao Niao, and other military officials in person.

"…Finally took down the creator's particle layer? You even stopped the three inspections that happened daily and finally confirmed we're not dangerous?" Blue 6 asked with resentment.

He was the Blue Race's Blue 6, the sixth heir to the level 3 s.p.a.ce civilization, the Blue Race. The Blue Race was a large empire that had almost full control of a Shelter. He was going to inherit this civilization, he was a S-grade cosmic adapter, and he was cherished ever since he was a toddler, so when had he suffered such a humiliation like imprisonment before? No matter which civilization he had fallen into, barbaric civilizations like the Parlei Race aside, the other civilizations would treat him like a G.o.d! If anything, they wouldn't hesitate to give him part of their government control because he was Blue 6!

However, he was given such humiliation here. Of course, it wasn't that his captive was barbaric, at least they didn't pull out his brain and spine and then marinate him inside a nutrient case as a can of cosmic adapter like the Parlei Race would do.

Even though resentment was obvious in Blue 6's tone, his words were like gibberish to Yao Yuan's group. After computer translation, his heckling tone had completely disappeared. It just sounded like a normal enquiry.

Both parties studied each other through the separation of a thick, clear gla.s.s panel. Even though the air composition that was ideal to the Blue Race was almost identical to what was ideal to human beings, with the difference being a higher percentage of oxygen, due to fear of bacterial contamination, there was still the need for quarantine. After all, no one could be sure whether these Blue Race people carried some curious pathogens or not, so quarantine was the safest option for all parties.

When Blue 6 grumbled his complaint, he studied the group of human beings on the other side of the gla.s.s pane. Their looks… other than the non-blue hair, they looked just like normal Blue Race citizens. However, there was something that piqued Blue 6's interest, the leader of this race was obviously a black-haired man, but how come the people standing behind him had gold hair, brown hair, and even white hair? Could it be… that this wasn't a single-race s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p but a conglomerate s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p containing multiple races?

After Yao Yuan heard Blue 6's translated comments, he replied, "The few months of imprisonment, daily inspection, and creator's particle isolation was because we were uncertain of whether you people carried dangerous pathogens or not. I'm sure you will understand the necessity of all that. Since our technological level is much lower than the Blue Race's, we couldn't afford to be too careful."

Blue 6 pouted. He thought internally, "F*ck, you people have managed to warp so many lightyears away in the blink of an eye. That is obviously something only manageable by a level 6 s.p.a.ce civilization or above. Stop kidding with me. If you want to humiliate us, come out with it directly. Why the need to go with such insinuations?"

"Today will be our first negotiation, and the contents are…" Yao Yuan picked up a piece of doc.u.ment and mumbled as he flipped through it.

Blue 6 gritted his teeth and interrupted him, "Just say how much compensation you want or how many years you want me to service your race. If it is until my death, then I only ask that you will allow my body to return to the Blue Race's s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p. Fine, I understand this is not enough to compensate for your loss, but if you can spare my life, I can help get you some technologies that will enable your civilization to evolve to level 3. Of course, it will only be until the earlier level 3 stage, as that is the limit of my power of the Blue Race. If you insist on killing me, then be prepared to be hunted by the Blue Race forever!"

Blue 6 couldn't help but feel sorry for himself because of the lack of leverage in his hands. The chance of him being executed was still very high. After all, as a cosmic adapter of the Blue Race, even if he was an S-grade adapter, he was less valuable than a human cosmic adapter. Since this civilization had an Immortal, killing Blue 6 would 100 percent garner his civilization another cosmic adapter, he couldn't imagine anyone not wanting that.

This was the first time Blue 6 hated his civilization's feudalism which limited his power. After all, even if he was the emperor, he would only be worth slightly more than he was now. However, if the Blue Race didn't have a feudal system, he could use the whole Blue Race's technology to trade for his life…

On the other side, Yao Yuan's group was startled. They looked at each other curiously. The two and a half Thinker understood everything in a matter of minutes. Yao Yuan suddenly decided, "Please wait for a moment. The compensation you're proposing is too low, so we might not be able to agree to your terms. However, since you are still a cosmic adapter, please allow us to discuss this among ourselves first."

Yao Yun immediately led everyone away, leaving Blue 6's group behind in their seats.

"Your Highness, looks like this civilization has a civilized system similar to ours. It appears like we're dealing with a civilized race," one of the technicians whispered to Blue 6.

Blue 6 nodded matter-of-factly. They were notified by the term Yao Yuan used earlier, discuss…

If this was an oligarchy, autocracy, or tribalism, there would be no discussion since the leader's every word would be an order. If this was any of those societal systems, their lives would depend on the ruler's whims and not rational trades. That would introduce too many variables.

Therefore, this situation had proven that this civilization known as "humanity" was probably a civilization with democracy, a civilized race that could be reasoned with…

In that case, their lives most likely could be saved.