Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　I heard that after the dire wolf incident, Etzel entrusted the two dire wolves to his subordinates to raise...

　After the angels caused chaos, Etzel rarely returned to Mongolia. And after the people of Mongolia went to the Li region, she never inquired about them again.

　Cong Yu rarely heard her mention it, and suspected that she had forgotten about the two demon wolves.

　Then it turned out that Etzel had indeed forgotten, and Zacian and Zamazent almost stayed on Earth with Moirai.

　Fortunately, the person responsible for feeding the two dire wolves remembered to bring them along.

　Strangely enough, ever since Etzel adopted the two dire wolves, the monsters' temperaments seem to have calmed down considerably. Even when Etzel isn't around, it hasn't caused much trouble…

　This improved Etzel's mood considerably. Now that she was completely free from her misery, she was in a much better mood.

　Thus, he adopted an unexpectedly dignified and elegant demeanor.

　Perhaps it was because Earth was saved, or perhaps it was because she knew the monsters were now sealed away on a barren planet, that Etzel felt particularly... well...

　In short, it created a strong sense of incongruity.

　It's like that good buddy who always wears a vest and has a band-aid on his nose, grinning like an idiot, suddenly wearing a formal dress and acting like a rich young lady.

　This prompted Cong Yu to pick up her phone, take a picture, and post it in the group chat, wanting everyone to see Etzel at that moment.

　Etzel and the others heard the sound of the camera being taken, turned their heads curiously to look, and then turned back again at Cong Yu's waving.

　"The people of my hometown were caught off guard by the proliferation of monsters, and ultimately failed to preserve their civilization amidst the monsters' rampage..."

　"And when our civilizations all perished, they chose to shift their focus... abandoning Orion III and heading towards the nearest civilization."

　As Etzel said this, she didn't directly say where the monsters went. She continued, "I came to Earth to hunt them down... at least to prevent Earth from repeating the mistakes of our planet."

　Case solved! It turns out Etzel was actually on the Monster King's side who was closer to humans! Hmm... probably not.

　It's just a simple Abomination Beast.

　Now that the monsters are gone, it's only natural that she's in a good mood... it can be considered a kind of release from a seal.

　"Then your planet must be full of monsters?"

　Yao Chuanguang seemed to have thought of something, and asked this question with a look of anticipation: "Haha, get ready to make a move, get ready to make a move!"

　To this, Nagisa Azuma almost immediately retorted: "Hikaru, do you think Warcraft is zombies?"

　Yao Chuanguang: "???"

　What do you mean?

　Seeing Yao Chuanguang's puzzled expression, Xiao Cui glanced sideways and pouted, "Does that mean the magical beasts have already starved to death?"

　Just as they said, all the monsters on Etzel must have starved to death by now.

　Cong Yu smiled, looked at the message on her phone, and said, "Yeah, Warcraft also needs to eat, like... egg yolk pie?"

　Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, the two dire wolves, who had been obediently nestled in the living room, almost immediately lit up with excitement—

　(ω)(ω)

　With expectant expressions, the two

　The lone wolf stood up and looked around, shaking off many of the little sprites that were playing on its body.

　Then, realizing that Cong Yu had only mentioned egg yolk pie, they lay down in disappointment, pinning down many of the little elves.

　Cong Yu watched the little sprites chirping as they crawled out from the soft fur on the chests of the two wolves. He smiled and then focused his attention on his phone.

　[Xiankui: We received some... messages, probably in a language, which we cannot decipher.]

　[Xiankui: It might be a radio signal, but the distance doesn't seem very far. Do you have any leads?]

　"..." Cong Yu looked at the message sent by Xian Kui with a puzzled expression. He nudged Chi You's soft buttocks lying next to him with his elbow: "Take a look outside Lixiang."

　Chi You turned to look at him, then closed his eyes, before widening them again: "There's a spaceship right next to Etzel's hometown! How amazing!"

　Upon hearing this, Yaochuan Guang, Xiao Cui, and Hong were immediately taken aback: "Huh? A spaceship?"

　Do aliens really exist?

　"alien!"

　"..." Etzel exchanged bewildered glances with Lantian Zhu and Cong Yu, who both looked helpless, and pointed to herself questioningly.

　If there are no aliens in this world, then what am I?

　All Cong Yu could do in response was shrug.

　Chapter 910 Extinction Technique = Civilization Catastrophe

　"We need to be careful on this mission, lest we get caught by the cop again like last time."

　"Who are you talking to with that universal swear word? What's the point of saying that to us? Go say it to the people working down below."

　"Heh, if they dare to cause any more trouble and attract the cops, I'll skin them alive..."

　Several "people" who look similar to humans but have slightly different skin colors are communicating in a place that looks like a cockpit.

　Their skin had a strange metallic sheen, as if they were specially modified creatures... but in reality they were just aliens.

　They sat around a semi-circular control panel, which was covered with shimmering lights and flowing lines that formed a complex pattern that seemed to be the script of some highly advanced alien civilization.

　"Hey boss, how much can we make on this?"

　One of the aliens spoke in a gruff voice, and the "head" he was referring to unexpectedly looked to be of a different race.

　Sitting at the very back and highest point of the cockpit was...

　Nigo.

　Cough cough, it's a humanoid race with dark skin, long chins, and hair at the back of their heads that looks like metallic dreadlocks.

　The "leader," wearing a translation headset and device, looked at the group and then spoke, his words automatically translated into a language everyone else could understand...

　A fluent language that uses special syllables to form words, which in turn form a written language—"Common Language".

　This is a widely used language of communication in the universe. It is easy to learn and has multiple universal translation modes, such as gesture language and light signal language... even neural connection signals are like this.

　Even without specific learning, you can learn it naturally by using a translator to listen to bilingual texts that you can hear...

　It will only take a few cosmic decades.

　Of course, if you settle down and study seriously, you could probably master it in a few cosmic years...

　The "boss," who hadn't yet mastered the common language, simply replied, "Enough for you to live a life of debauchery."

　Clearly, this "boss" didn't want to tell these guys the specific amount of money they could make this time.

　The atmosphere in the cockpit suddenly became eerie.

　Helpless, the fleet's second-in-command spoke up to ease the tension: "That's true... as long as we can get our share of the money, that's fine."

　This was accepted by everyone.

　In response, the crew member who had initially asked how much he could earn muttered, "I was just wondering if this was worth it... If I get arrested by the police, I'll lose a lot of money. I'll be in jail for a long time."

　Even these cosmic tomb raiders who occasionally dabble in space pirates are still afraid of the cops... Bandits fear the police; this may be the underlying logic of the universe.

　Cosmic tomb raiders are a special profession that arose because of the frequent destruction of civilizations in the universe.

　They specialize in searching for abandoned or destroyed ruins of civilizations, excavating valuable artifacts from them...

　To be honest, this doesn't violate the laws and regulations of the universe.

　The problem is that these cosmic tomb raiders usually don't care about the opinions of the survivors of civilizations, and instead directly trade these items through the black market.

　That's illegal.

　According to the rules, the searchers need the permission of the survivors of the destroyed civilizations before they can sell their wares on certain auction stars, and the proceeds must be distributed proportionally to those survivors.

　"Heh... cop."

　The leader of the tomb raiders couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and said, "Instead of worrying about that, we should be more concerned about our own safety."

　My safety? Are there pirates around here?

　Such a remote galaxy?

　In response to these people's doubts, the leader, with his distinctive steel dreadlocks, pointed to a corner of the star map: "Here... according to intelligence, there's a large concentration of 'Calamities' here."

　It may be for

　To raise everyone's awareness, the leader emphasized, "At least seven or eight different kinds of calamities are gathered on the third planet of this star... otherwise, we wouldn't have had such a good opportunity."

　Good civilizations like this, with high returns and remote locations, usually don't get to scavenge corpses... because the risks are just too great.

　If the civilization on that planet couldn't withstand the attack and the "calamity" exploded during their tomb raiding, then everyone would be doomed.

　"Calamity..."

　"I'm never afraid; there's no such thing as 'good' luck."

　"Seven or eight kinds? Haha, I don't believe it."

　"This is such bad luck."

　Just as everyone was discussing heatedly, an alien quickly checked the monitor screen, and his expression turned serious.

　"Boss, we've detected a strange signal. It might be a probe from another civilization approaching."

　There was a hint of nervousness in his voice.

　In response, one of the crew members in charge immediately ordered: "Try to establish communication and show them our fake documents."

　"Warning: Legitimate archaeological excavations are underway in this area. Any unauthorized interference will be considered a hostile act."

　"The following is our archaeological findings. Please reconstruct the image using optical signals. The audio-visual encoding is—zzzzzz—"

　"..."

　"..." After a brief silence in the cockpit, the crew member in charge of communications asked his subordinate, "Has the other side replied?"

　The subordinate studied the matter for a moment and said, "Yes, they replied. They... well, they were very polite."

　"They asked us how to use optical signal recombination, how to compile acoustic-electronic codes, and even if they could follow behind us..."

　"..." It feels so innocent!

　He looked like a shepherd boy who had just left the grasslands.

　This caused everyone to burst into laughter—

　"Hahaha! A tiny civilization that just left its planet..."

　"Although I sometimes find that kind of cautious and timid civilization funny... but that's the norm, hahaha."

　"It's even more interesting when someone is innocent and unsuspecting."

　"Boss, what do you mean?"

　The tomb raider leader thought for a moment in response to the crew's laughter: "Tell them they can come with us to find Star Alliance, but they'll have to owe us some money and send a representative to discuss it."

　Upon hearing his boss's words, one of the henchmen's eyes lit up, and he chuckled maliciously, "Heh heh, are we about to make another killing?"

　His chuckles were met with a rebuke from the boss: "Take my leave! We're leading the way properly! If we get caught later, we'll have one more witness."

　That makes sense; no wonder the boss can be the boss.

　With this in mind, they delivered the message.

　Then, while watching their people collect data on the extinct civilizations on the planet below, they assessed the progress.

　They waited for a dilapidated mini spaceship to fly over from a certain direction, and then followed them to register with the Star Alliance.

　However, the tiny little thing has indeed been discovered...

　But it wasn't a small spaceship.

　"Big...big...boss!"

　A crew member's voice trembled as he pointed in terror at the view on the touchscreen in front of him: "It's here! It's here! It's...it's a person!"

　He then uploaded the image to the big screen.

　Everyone saw a handsome man with black hair... From the perspective of most humanoid civilizations, this person was exceptionally handsome.

　But the problem is...

　This person suddenly emerged from outer space and then stood there in the universe in his physical form.

　……