Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 995 Being Researched

“We can’t assume that there’s no one here, or that they’ll treat us well. But at the same time, we can’t resist blindly. We need to find a way to protect ourselves while getting more information.”

As for Rocket Raccoon, although it stopped roaring temporarily, its tail was still flapping on the ground restlessly, making a "pa pa" sound, obviously suppressing its inner anger and anxiety.

Various possible plans were running rapidly in its little head, and every idea was quickly rejected as soon as it emerged.

It knows that facing this unknown enemy, blind resistance will only put them in a more dangerous situation.

As they went deeper, in order to prevent accidents, Ultron sent out more pioneer machines. After all, it was not easy to capture a group of aliens.

They are like cold steel monsters, silently surrounding the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Looking at these high-tech killing machines, the members of the Guardians of the Galaxy couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Damn it! This place is shown as an extremely barren place on the star map."

Star-Lord couldn't help but curse as he swept his eyes across the surrounding asteroid belt. There were no valuable resources on those cold stones, let alone high-grade isotopes that could attract space pirates.

"The surrounding asteroid belt we just passed by didn't show any high-grade isotopes that were valuable enough for space pirates to come here, let alone a civilization."

Gamora couldn't help but say.

Rocket Raccoon felt even more uneasy when he heard this.

Rocket Raccoon's brows were furrowed, his little head working rapidly, analyzing various possibilities.

"Something's wrong. Something's wrong here."

It muttered to itself.

"Could it be that we have mistakenly entered someone's secret base, or the headquarters of some dark force?"

Once this idea came into being, it was like a wildfire that could not be stopped.

The surrounding darkness and silence, coupled with the more than one hundred silent but threatening spacecraft outside the spacecraft, all exacerbated the uneasiness.

Hiding in such a place with no value and resources is both secluded and safe, and the more I think about it, the more possible it becomes.

Rocket Raccoon's voice had a hint of uncertainty, but more of worry.

All sorts of possible disastrous consequences began to emerge in its little head.

"It's over. The best outcome for us is imprisonment, and the worst outcome is probably murder."

Rocket Raccoon's voice was low and heavy, and his words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

Although the more than one hundred spaceships surrounding them have not launched an attack, which seems to be the best outcome, Rocket Raccoon also knows that this is just the calm before the storm. The other party may just be waiting, waiting for the right time to figure out their identity and purpose, and then make a decision.

It will be the same if you kill him again at that time.

"Other than that, I really can't imagine who would come to this star system. This is the most desolate star system I have ever seen. It's hard to believe that a civilization that could go to the universe could be born here."

Rocket Raccoon's words made everyone else look grim. Indeed, this star system was extremely desolate, and even the most basic signs of life were difficult to find, let alone a civilization that could build such a huge fleet.

This extreme contrast forced everyone to face a cruel reality - there was an alien, highly developed civilization hidden here, and they might be the uninvited intruders. If they discovered the secrets hidden by others, they would not have a good ending.

As the fleet of Ultron's pioneer machines gradually approached, the Guardians of the Galaxy were forced to disarm all their weapons and shut down their engines. Under the effect of traction, their spaceship slowly landed on a seemingly ordinary starport.

However, this seemingly ordinary starport hides amazing power.

On the tarmac, a variety of defensive weapons were like a forest of spears, pointing directly at their spacecraft. From kinetic weapons to thermal laser weapons, to various powerful missiles, each one was enough to turn their spacecraft into dust in an instant.

Star-Lord took a deep breath, trying to calm his fear.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, any rash action could have devastating consequences.

Although years of space adventures have made him accustomed to seeing himself as the protagonist of the story and he possesses an inexplicable confidence and courage, he dare not be careless in the face of the overwhelming weapons.

After all, even the most powerful protagonist's halo cannot withstand the bombardment of missiles and lasers.

"It seems that we are doomed to die in prison."

Star-Lord smiled bitterly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere with a relaxed tone, but his smile seemed so forced and so weak.

He understood that what awaited them was not just imprisonment, but also unpredictable danger and an unknown fate.

The crime is most likely entering a star field controlled by an "unknown civilization" without permission.

This crime may not sound serious, but what does it mean in the universe?

This means they may be considered enemies and imprisoned, interrogated, or even eliminated.

The Guardians of the Galaxy, a team composed of heroes from all walks of life, often break into other people's star regions for justice or curiosity, but before each action, they have gone through careful planning and preparation to ensure that they have a way to retreat.

However, this time, they were drawn into an unknown trap because of a seemingly ordinary star map.

They had originally purchased that star map from a cunning and crafty alien dealer.

The route marked on the star map was originally portrayed as safe and fast, but unexpectedly it led to an abyss of disaster.

"The alien dealer who sold us the star map is such a liar!"

Gamora cursed angrily, her voice echoing in the empty cockpit, sounding particularly harsh. But anger could not change the status quo, they could only accept this cruel fact.

Rocket Raccoon, a clever and cunning creature, is now secretly hiding a micro-particle bomb in his pants.

If he really has to go to jail, he will definitely escape from prison.

"Leave your spaceship, and do not bring any weapons... Never mind, you will definitely bring weapons, I know. But I advise you not to do so, otherwise you will regret it."

A cold and majestic voice came from the communicator on the other side, as harsh as cold metal.

Gamora raised her eyebrows, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Rocket Raccoon and Drax the Destroyer looked indifferent, as they were already accustomed to such threats.

(End of this chapter)