When Timoleon's "spaceship" appeared in sight, even though he had done enough psychological preparation, Tao Yiran still subconsciously held his breath and widened his eyes.
It was a huge, misshapen, squirming mass of... snot?
It has no fixed shape, and some parts will even break away from the main body and fly aimlessly for a while, while some areas will collapse into irregular holes and spurt out streams of purple air.
When it landed, the big piece of snot did not extend out of any support device, but was thrown directly to the ground, and a large amount of white smoke immediately emitted from the metal floor.
A strong "sour" smell wafted around, and Tao Yiran suddenly felt difficulty breathing. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that his colleagues around him also looked uncomfortable. Fortunately, the sergeant major at the front of the team held his head high and remained calm.
Gulu~Gulu~
Accompanied by a dense sound of gud, the "spaceship" spit out three Timoleans that were more than two meters high. They also had no fixed shape, and their black and purple surfaces were embedded with large and small sheet metals.
Tao Yiran remembered that the consultant said that the living environment of Timoleans was very different from humans, and they had to wear protective equipment at all times, which made them look very big. In fact, they were about the same size as human children.
The three Timoleans rolled forward, but the speed was surprisingly slow. They rolled for more than ten minutes within a distance of less than 100 meters.
When they arrived in front of the human team, the sergeant major who had been waiting for a long time took out a translucent ball from the piano-like device suspended beside him and held it up with both hands.
The leading Timoleon extended a "tentacle", gently wrapped around the ball and then retracted it into his body. After a moment, he handed the ball out again.
The sergeant major took it with both hands and put the equipment at his side.
Suddenly, the device made a mechanical sound: "Hello, humans, on behalf of the Timoleon civilization, I congratulate you on joining the Federation of Law and Order, and may eternal rest be with you."
The sergeant major once again took out a ball and handed it over. The Timoleian benefactor took it away with his tentacles and quickly returned it.
The device reads and plays: "Please guide us in the direction and place us properly."
Then, one after another, the Timoleans squeezed out of the "spaceship".
Here comes the work.
Tao Yiran quickly checked the piano-like device suspended beside him.
The Timoleans have no vision, hearing and vocal organs, and rely entirely on pheromones to communicate. This machine of the Tifamites can instantly synthesize pheromones based on human language and function like a translator.
After making sure the equipment was working properly, she took a few deep breaths and tried to calm herself down.
According to the consultant, during exchanges with other civilizations, especially carbon-based civilizations, the Timoleans found that they were often deceived, resulting in damage to their interests, so they developed a detection technology that can sense the levels of carbon-based biological hormones. Subtle changes to predict the true thoughts of the communication partner.
Therefore, when dealing with Timoleon, expressions, body movements and words are meaningless. Only a good attitude can win respect.
However, when he actually faced the two-meter-tall, squirming weird creature, Tao Yiran was stunned on the spot.
Correct
Through the gap in the metal sheet, she could vaguely see the viscous liquid surging inside, the tangled pipes, and the shadowy outline in the depths. She had only one idea: What on earth is this lump...
It wasn't until a gray tentacle dangled in front of her eyes that she came back to her senses and hurriedly selected a pre-entered message: "Hello, respected messenger of Timoleon, welcome to the earth, please follow me to Transfer to the vehicle prepared for you by humans."
After a few seconds, a ball popped out from the end of the "qin".
Tao Yiran carefully picked up the ball and let the tentacles sweep it away.
Only then did she see clearly that the Timoleian benefactor had not completely swallowed the ball, but had stuck it in a deep groove, with a probe extending from the inside to pierce it.
After a moment, the tentacle handed the ball back.
Tao Yiran caught it with both hands and put it into the device to read. The moment she heard the translation, she couldn't believe her ears.
What the timolai benefactor in front of me said was: "Interesting human girl, Lulululubu Kagulumululu wants to make friends with you. What's your name?"
Tao Yiran was stunned.
Was this... being accosted?
What Lu Lu Lu, Lu Lu Lu, could it be a... name?
I saw "Lululu" stretching out its tentacles, taking the ball directly from "Qin", "recording" the pheromones and putting it back in its place.
The device read again: "Lulululubu Kagulu Mululu likes your smell."
"..."
At this time, the tentacles stretched out again.
Tao Yiran accidentally slapped it hard, and the tentacles immediately retracted.
She didn't react until after the photo was taken, and quietly looked around. No one seemed to have noticed.
"Hello, respected messenger of Timoleon, welcome to Earth, please follow me and transfer to the vehicle prepared by humans for you."
Tao Yiran re-recorded the message just now, took out the ball and stuffed it to "Lululu" angrily.
This time "Lululu" was much more honest and replied: "Please guide me in the direction."
However, on the way to the tender, "Lululu" stretched out her tentacles a few times and tried to pick up the ball and "say" something. The first few times, she avoided it flexibly, and then she simply put the ball away. Putting the ball in his pocket, he looked businesslike and refused to talk privately.
After finally getting the struggling "Lululu" onto the spaceship, Tao Yiran felt like he was being pardoned and was a little bit dumbfounded.
The consultant once mentioned that after a long period of cultural competition, the carbon-based civilization headed by the Terranza people has continued to implement a cultural expansion strategy, exported values and cultural products, and gradually gained a say in the cultural field.
Now it seems that Timoleon's benefactor was indeed "poisoned" and his taste was seriously off.
After a short repair, Tao Yiran set off with the team to meet the next civilization delegation.
Break point four.
When the Pangbotans, who were more than five meters tall, stepped off the mechanical spaceship, Tao Yiran was immediately deeply shocked by the tall and muscular figures wearing battle helmets.
The person who came forward on behalf of the higher-ups of mankind was a middle-aged man with an undistinguished appearance, accompanied by a service robot. The man seemed to be an old friend of a certain Pangbotan man. As soon as he met, he was lifted up by the "giant" and introduced to Other Pombotans.
The subsequent reception process was also extremely smooth. The "giants" were cheerful and informal. They carried very few personal belongings. Most of the goods that needed to be transferred were gifts for humans.
Tao Yiran also got acquainted with a Pangbotan woman, whose name was transliterated as "Sierweiler". Like all Pangbotan women, she was only 1.9 meters tall, had short ear-length hair, and wore a tube skirt sewn from hard leather.
On the way to the shuttle boat, Siewerer asked her enthusiastically what interesting places there were in Qishan City and how to climb the World Tree. Before parting, he also gave her a small gift, a triangular metal block with a beautifully patterned pattern. , is said to be the common currency of the Pombotan Federation and the Star of Sicidia.
Immediately following the arrival of the Pombotans were the silicon-based creatures, the Dickinsonians, who attended the opening ceremony on behalf of the "Dickinson and Skyler Consortium".
Their spaceships look like horizontal diamond-shaped "crystals", as majestic as mountains. The landing platform of the whale-class carrier can only accommodate one "crystal" for parking.
Dickinsonians have excellent intelligence and extraordinary reaction speed, but their body structure is extremely fragile, and their environmental requirements are more extreme than ordinary silicon-based organisms. Every Dickinsonian who escapes from the "crystal" spacecraft is wrapped in a yellow crystal. Messages are transmitted through a cluster of silicon spicules as thin as optical fibers.
The Chief Sergeant Major of the Outer Territory Army and the Director of the Protocol Department appeared in person, and many media were also present. The high standard of the reception was enough to prove the strength and transcendent status of the "Dickinson and Schuyler Alliance".
The communication time between host and guest was not long, but the Dickinson delegation carried too much heavy equipment, and the entire transfer process took nearly five hours.
During this period, Tao Yiran had close contact with more than a dozen Dickinsonians.
Through the translucent yellow crystal on the outside, she noticed that Dickinsonians were roughly divided into two types. The most common shape was a "bee" whose whole body was woven from "glass fiber", with water flowing rapidly in every fiber. It is golden, with a "glass ball" protruding from the front of the body, and the inside is filled with golden "mist".
There is also a tree shape, with a bunch of "glass fibers" forming a "trunk", with finer fiber veins stretching out at the top. Each fiber end is connected to a small "glass ball", and there is also a golden "mist" inside.
From the perspective of division of labor, the status of the "tree-shaped" seems to be higher than that of the "bee-shaped". However, according to the consultant, the Dickinson people do not have a solid concept of hierarchy, and the most "smart" among a group of individuals will be the leader by default.
Tao Yiran skillfully operated the "silicon nanoparticle self-assembly" equipment to communicate with these Dickinsonians. The replies she received were always polite, but she still clearly felt a sense of ridicule from "advanced organisms" in the communication. , a bit like an adult deliberately imitating a baby's tone of voice, as if he would laugh the next second.
This feeling was irritating, and she would rather be talked to by a Timoleon benefactor than talk to a glass pipe again.
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When the last Dickinsonian boarded the spaceship bound for Qishan City, Tao Yiran finally relaxed.
Delegations from various civilizations are still arriving in a steady stream, but her mission today has been basically completed. She will then return to Qishan City for four hours of regular patrol, and then she can rest.
Dragging her exhausted body, she boarded the special service ship with her teammates. The moment she fell into her seat, she didn't even have time to take off her military cap, and fell asleep as soon as she lowered her head.
She rubbed her eyes in disbelief until she was woken up by someone and when Mimi Huhu walked out of the hatch.
In one day, the carbon-based biological zone of Qishan City has turned into a lively and bizarre... "monster playground".
Someone next to him cursed in a low voice: "Damn, you're so invisible."
