The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Hello, sir, I don't know what you are talking about, this is the human base on Mercury, we are just a civilization that has just stepped out of our home planet, and is learning how to extract resources from the stars,

Sorry, we are unable to send you home now, but the door of human friendship is always open to you.

Schiller stood beside the hospital bed, smiling at Ronan, but Ronan was unmoved. He turned his head and looked at several humans outside the observation room.

One of them looked very young, wearing a sweater with cartoon patterns printed on it, looking in through the observation window curiously.

Another person was wearing a uniform, holding a red and blue shield, arguing with another person in a mech, and several other people in researcher uniforms were holding documents and comparing data with each other.

The outside of the entire ward looks very normal, everyone has something to do, and the communication with each other is very smooth. Just looking at this scene makes people think that they were really rescued by strangers and sent to the hospital.

But Ronan sat up from the hospital bed, he showed a sneer, and then said coldly:

Skrulls, you always pretend to be smart like this, but you don't know the huge flaw, which has been revealed from your speech, behavior and scene layout. This naive trap makes me feel ridiculous.

You call yourself a human being, but you can accurately call me my race name the first time you see me, and you can even tell my military rank.

In the entire universe, there are many civilizations who have heard the reputation of the Cree Empire, but most of them are just glimpses of leopards. There is only one race that knows us very well, because we have fought wars that lasted for thousands of years, right? The Skrull Empire running dogs?

Ronan seemed very relaxed, and refused to show any weakness, he leaned against the wall behind the hospital bed and said, This is just the first serious mistake you made, and the second flaw is that you call yourself a human being.

Human...human... Ronan chanted the name of this race a few times, and then said: Perhaps, in the more distant universe, not many people have heard of this race, but in this galaxy group civilization, who hasn't heard of humans?

There are too many cosmic demon gods from the earth, and too many powerful cosmic beings have something to do with the earth, but what makes people very curious is that this is a very weak race that has not yet stepped out of their home planet. It has become a cosmic legend in the local galaxy group, and even the indigenous race at the end of the cantilever has heard of such a legend.

Yeah, from the perspective of you Skrulls, how far can a civilization be backward? It can't mine the sun, isn't it backward enough? It can only build a base on Mercury. Isn't it primitive enough?

Ronan laughed disdainfully, and said: But all of this is taken for granted by you, because you are too far away from the era of savagery, now you are like a stray dog, fleeing from the galaxy of your home planet Afterwards, too many historical fragments were left behind in the universe, which makes your excavation of history only rely on speculation.

You think that a weak race like human beings can probably only build such a base on Proxima Centauri, and they can only create a life support system to keep ordinary humans alive, and they can only use hanging on Original light fixtures on the ceiling to illuminate the…”

But what you don't know is that human beings should be a race that has not yet left their home planet, just like the Cree people in the past. Not to mention building bases on planets close to the sun, they even threw chemical-fueled rockets on them. It will take a long time for the satellite closest to its parent star...

The heat of the stars is not worth mentioning to you, but it is extremely deadly to humans. A life support system that can survive in an extremely high temperature environment is extremely basic for the Skrulls. Basic technology, but for human beings, it is difficult to reach the sky.

Seeing Schiller's face getting darker and darker, Ronan took advantage of the victory to pursue, and said, ...not to mention, your omission of details.

What I use is the Kree Empire officer translation system that has not been damaged. It has entered the tens of thousands of languages ​​used by all civilizations in the interstellar society, especially in this galaxy group, and naturally includes human languages.

But what you don't know is that human beings are a multilingual civilization. Although we have included many languages ​​used by human civilization, members of multilingual civilizations often use other languages ​​in the process of communicating with their companions. Certain transliterated words, especially some emerging words, cannot be perfectly translated by translators after undergoing sound and pitch changes.

But just now, when I was lying here listening to you say hello, the conversations of all the people outside the observation room were completely translated by the translator. There was not a single word that was difficult to translate, and there was no unique tone. word.

Ronan spread his hands and said, What does this mean? This means that the vocabulary of human civilization you use is the same as ours, so you don't know those localized words.

Ronan shook his head and said, This is a typical example of you, the Skrulls, being misled by your cleverness.

You want to pretend to be weak humans to lower my vigilance and win my favor, but who doesn't know that the special ability of the shape-shifting Skrulls allows them to pretend to be any race in the universe?

Do you think I will be defenseless against this? Ronan looked at Schiller and said, Instead of making me believe that humans, a weak race, traveled thousands of miles to the star area of ​​the Kree Empire. On the planets in the atmosphere, in the spaceship that is still producing dangerous explosions, and rescued me back against all odds, let me believe that the Skrull Empire has been reduced to stealthily attacking other people's starports with suicide attacks...

...Enough, you thief! Schiller's face became colder, he narrowed his eyes, looked at Ronan and said, Shut your mouth and stay here honestly.

Thief, thief, thief... You also know this word, and you have been repeating this word since thousands of years ago, as if you were just an innocent victim. Ronan's tone sank, and he continued :

You have been educated so that you will never understand that the so-called gifts you give to other races are not helping the universe to prosper, but creating more massacres and genocide.

Ronan crossed the fingers of both hands, and he lowered his head and said, The reason for the Millennium War happened, you thought it was the Kree who stole your technology, so they took a bite back.

But really, if you're really that powerful and benevolent, you shouldn't have to choose between the Kree and the Kotati.

You let us each build a wonder to judge the potential of civilization development. We built a great blue city, and they built a Kotati Garden.

Which of these two buildings is better is beyond question, but you chose the Kotati as the winner, not because their gardens are really more beautiful, but because they are willing to flatter you, lay down their weapons, and become unarmed gardener.

What you choose is not a more potential civilization seed, but a lackey who is more helpful to you.

You think that by helping the Kotati people, you are providing more new power to the universe and making the universe more prosperous, but you never thought that after the Kotati people have more advanced weapons than ours, what will they do? What.

Will they be like you, chanting ideals? Ronan shook his head and said: No, they will only take the resources and technology you gave, and raise the butcher's knife at us. The more you give, the more you will have. More Cree slaughtered.

The Cree are not lambs waiting to be slaughtered. In the face of this foreseeable tragic future, we must do our best to resist and resist the coming fate of destruction.

We took your spaceship and technology, not stealing or plundering, this is the price you should pay, the price you must pay for your attitude of always being on top, and the arrogance that will eventually destroy you.

Schiller looked at Ronan, and the people outside the observation window also stopped talking and moving. They all looked at Ronan in silence. Ronan didn't look at them, but said:

If you don't give enough, then don't give. All civilizations are struggling in the dark. If there is no savior, then they will not resent anyone, and resentment has no meaning.

But if you descend on them, give them hope, let them have a short and prosperous life, but you can't really save them, you will only sink them into deeper despair.

The eyes under Ronan's eye sockets were sunken in deep darkness. He looked at Schiller and said, The Skrulls want to be the loving fathers of the universe, but the resources and technology you have thrown out so much can't raise a group of people like us. You can't get anything in exchange for your evil wolves.

If you are not truly selfless, and you still have to choose between helping other civilizations and choosing the one that is best for you, then you will only reap millennium war after millennium war, and in the end you will not be selfless enough, nor selfishness, and perish.

Schiller was silent for a while, then pushed his glasses lightly, and said: Perhaps, the Skrull Empire is not ignorant. When he helped the Kotati civilization, he dug the grave for the Cree civilization.

Perhaps, when he had to choose one of the two civilizations that is more beneficial to him due to the real dilemma, and give up the other, and let himself fall into strategic considerations and judgments of gains and losses, the so-called There is only one slogan left for our ideal.”

But, when you saw that the main ship of the Skrull Empire crashed into the Kree Empire's first starport without making any announcement... are you happy?

Schiller saw that when he asked this question, Ronan's fingertips stiffened slightly.

Because such shameless behavior will completely bring an end to the era when they still have an ideal home planet.

From the moment they took the initiative to provoke a war to show their power, the former Skrull Empire is dead.

Then, Mr. Ronan... Schiller looked at Ronan and said in a whispering tone, I just want to ask you a question...

Before this, before you were not sure about this, when you thought that he might still be alive and fulfill his dream, what were you afraid of?