With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 256 We Varila people...

"Vacation?"

Olaya stared blankly at the communication interface in front of him, the expression on his face changing like a marquee.

First confused, then shocked, and finally confused.

In just a few seconds, Chen Fan witnessed with his own eyes a large "salam fish" that could change its face.

"Dear Your Excellency Chen Fan." Olaya's expression was very complicated, "Please, please wait a moment."

"Is there something wrong with the self-interpretation program? Or did I understand it wrong?"

"What you just said...did you mean to visit our civilization?"

Under the gaze of Olaya and several blue-skinned salamanders, Chen Fan nodded calmly: "Of course, there is no problem with your understanding, and there is no problem with the self-interpretation program."

As soon as these words came out, Olaya became more and more confused, and his blue skin turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If you really want to do this, why don't you tell the Bray Alliance your identity and strength?
The seventh-level civilization is not as easy to fool as the third-level civilization. He does not want to draw the flames of war to him when the time comes.

The environment inside the ship of the Marsh Abyss Civilization is not suitable for human survival. The atmosphere contains a considerable concentration of methane and toxic gases, so exoskeleton armor and life support suits have become necessary options.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Olaya looked strangely at Gao Yuan and Isha, whose faces were flushed from holding back Chen Fan: "Your Excellency Chen Fan, your companions... are they okay?"

He moved his lips slightly, but didn't say a word.

Is this horse also called a starship?
Can this riding horse also enter a state of curvature?
Realizing that Chen Fan's eyes had been lingering on those large silver tapes, Olaya, who was not even 1.5 meters tall, showed an embarrassed look on his face, and the luster on his skin quickly turned gray.

Looking at the gradually increasing brightness of the muzzle, Olaya did not dare to hesitate at all and hurriedly responded.

……

"Sir, I don't understand what you mean."

If he had known that Chen Fan would use force to threaten him, he wouldn't have resisted for a long time!
After a brief period of panic, Olaya came back to his senses and had some strange thoughts in his heart.

It’s unbearable to look at, it’s too horrible to look at.

Logically speaking, in the face of this unreasonable and crazy request, Olaya should directly refuse.

For the Marsh Abyss civilization, this may not be a bad thing.

But the short webbed fingers and slender fingers are obviously not up to the job.

Not only that, as Chen Fan thought, the muzzle of the secondary gun on the side of the Varela also began to light up with a special light.

So, he and two assistants put on exoskeleton armor and entered the starship where Olaya was located through the docking bay.

On the other hand, individual exoskeleton armor can also play a certain protective role. Unlike the Varela period, Chen Fan, who has unlocked the permissions of a Level II investigator, has more weapon permissions.

Olaya shuddered suddenly when she noticed Chen Fan's intention.

Looking at the main console panel that was barely stuck together with a few wide pieces of silver tape, Chen Fan suddenly felt his eyebrows twitching.

Since it was a infiltration investigation mission, it was naturally impossible for Chen Fan to drive the khaki-colored, extremely conspicuous investigator starship into the territory of the mine-laying alliance with such arrogance.

"is it not OK?"

The two civilizations don't know each other at all. Even if they establish diplomatic relations, they shouldn't be in such a hasty way, right?
What's more, the current Marsh Abyss Civilization and the mine-laying alliance behind it are in a state of war - even for sightseeing, there is no such thing as traveling to war-torn areas!
However, considering Chen Fan's identity and the strength of "Varilla Civilization", Olaya suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart and carefully considered her words.

After entering the starship, Chen Fan casually looked around at the old and dilapidated interior of the starship.

This was Chen Fan's first impression of this starship.

Olaya looked at the khaki starship that was approaching with a bitter look on his face.

"Don't worry, they're fine."

The smile on Chen Fan's face disappeared instantly, and his originally peaceful eyes also revealed a hint of threat.

Chen Fan, who put on a vest for himself, became more and more confident: "They are just too excited. Visiting civilizations in the universe is a daily entertainment activity for us Varila people."

"Brother Ao, look at you." A faint smile appeared on Chen Fan's face again, and the flickering light at the muzzle slowly dissipated, "Wouldn't it be over if I said this earlier?"

"With all due respect, although our home planet is indeed a very suitable place for sightseeing,... isn't this situation inappropriate now?"

Olaya's skin kept changing between gray blue and bright blue, clearly showing his complicated mood at this time: "It's quite interesting..."

"Be prepared to lead the way."

He stretched out his dry, slender fingers, trying to cover the ugly tape.

"It's okay." Chen Fan smiled and waved his hand, "You don't know, we Warila people like to hang out in busy places."

"Yes, of course!"

Suddenly there were two bursts of rapid coughing next to him.

On the contrary, this is very likely to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity - a highly intelligent life from a high civilization, even if it accidentally leaks something, it will probably be of great help to the Marsh Abyss civilization!
Thinking of this, Olaya forced a smile on her face stiffly:
"It's my pleasure."

"Your Varela civilization..."

Only then did he realize again that the other party was probably a highly intelligent creature from an eighth-level civilization.

As he said that, Chen Fan calmly glared at Gao Yuan and Isha beside him.

Not to mention the small Marsh Abyss Civilization, I am afraid that even the mine-laying alliance is not qualified to refuse the other party's request!
Not only can't you refuse, but you probably have to offer it to the other party with a smile on your face!

"Feel sorry……"

Olaya stood in front of Chen Fan awkwardly: "This starship is relatively old."

“But don’t worry, there will definitely be no problem with the safety performance!”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a creaking sound from under the driver's seat.

"..." Olaya was silent for a moment, then patted the driver's seat hard with her tail shaped like a fish fin. Bang.

Following a dull sound, the creaking sound quickly dissipated.

Olaya also explained in a dry voice: "It, it needs to be lubricated..."

Within the exoskeleton armor, the corners of Chen Fan's eyes twitched slightly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt some regret in his heart - he shouldn't become the first Level II investigator to die in a "ship accident" in the history of the Bureau, right?

[Don’t worry, this machine has been roughly inspected. 】

An electronic synthesized voice sounded in Chen Fan's mind: [Although the interior and exterior are a bit damaged, the overall structure of this starship is still quite complete, and the curvature engine, antimatter reactor, and energy transmission pathways are all still healthy. 】

Hearing this, Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

As early as when he entered the starship docking bay, Chen Fan relied on the exoskeleton armor to release a considerable number of nanorobots.

Relying on these nanorobots, Yi had unknowingly completed the control of these starships, and at the same time roughly screened the health status of the starships.

The main thing is a steady hand.

A hoarse and harsh tone sounded in the cockpit, interrupting Chen Fan's thoughts.

[They received a tachyon broadcast. 】

One's voice continued to sound: [The origin coordinate of the broadcast signal is fifty light years away. 】

"Sir Olaya, this is a communication request from the Alliance Border Patrol."

Crook, who had been shrinking next to him, glanced at Chen Fan and plucked up the courage to report to Olaya: "It should be the request for help message we sent just now..."

The originally calm atmosphere in the cockpit instantly became solemn.

Olaya glared at Crook with an ugly expression, already scolding the Border Patrol of the Mine Laying Alliance bloody.

How much time has passed since the request for help was sent to now?

They all became prisoners before sending a symbolic inquiry message.

Breastfeeding only comes after the baby is dead, right?
He glanced at Chen Fan cautiously, and the reflection of his faceplate hid Chen Fan's expression well.

"Your Excellency Chen Fan, this..."

Amidst the sound of heavy footsteps, Chen Fan took a step forward and looked down at Olaya in front of him through his visor:

"There's something I need to tell you in advance."

"I don't want anyone to know my identity except for those of you here."

"If something unexpected happens..."

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at the porthole of the cockpit.

Outside the porthole, a strong distortion suddenly appeared around the khaki-colored [Varilla].

The next second, a black crack that was imperceptible to the naked eye disappeared in the universe.

Almost at the same time, a rocky asteroid with a diameter of more than 200 kilometers in the distance quietly split into two halves!

"Brother Ao, you don't want to see the home planet of the Marsh Abyss civilization turn into this, right?"

Olaya looked at the scene outside the porthole with horror on his face, and nodded quickly in response: "I, I understand!"

……

"False alarm! Just a false alarm!"

Olaya's voice sounded in the cockpit.

In the communication interface in front of him, a very individual-looking intelligent creature was waving its arms vigorously to express his anger and doubts.

"False alarm? You can also make a false alarm on such a big thing?!"

"The quality of the army of the Marsh Abyss Civilization is getting worse and worse!"

"Yes, it was a misjudgment on the radar..." Olaya tried to defend, but was met with increasingly tough curses.

"Radar? You mean that the starships given to you by the mine-laying alliance have quality problems?" The strange-looking intelligent creature waved his arms, becoming more and more excited. "In this case, I will help the Marsh Abyss Civilization report to the alliance. Make an application for future armed support..."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant!" Olaya's face changed drastically and she denied it repeatedly.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, he lowered his head and expressed his apology to the other party.

The strange-looking intelligent creature's face softened slightly, and it turned its attention to Chen Fan and the other three people standing in the corner of the cockpit: "Those three, who are they?"

"I don't think I've seen them."

Olaya's face froze, and he lowered his head and gave a vague response: "They, they are also members of the Swamp Abyss Civilization."

The intelligent creature gently lowered its arms and adjusted the angle of the camera: "That's wrong, why is this skin yellow?"

"Gene mutation."

"There may be something wrong with the height..."

"It's also a genetic mutation."

"Then why are you wearing this weird armor?"

Olaya's words gradually became smoother: "It's not armor, it's isolation suits. After the genetic mutation, they can't adapt to the environment inside the ship, so they have to wear isolation suits for patrol missions."

"Hiss... the genetic mutation of your Marsh Abyss civilization is really weird."

After leaving a sentence, the other party directly cut off the communication.

(End of this chapter)