75: So-called alien race

Five days later, Lao Dengs Team set off again.

In Anomaly Zone 3, there was an alien race that had once produced a god, but had now declined to the point where its strongest member was only a Fifth Order Ascension to God.

The god of this alien race had not yet fallen, but had been gone for a long time, possibly having forgotten the race of his origin.

Given this situation, Nangong Old Geezer only gathered some basic information, and the follow-up would naturally be handled by the Federation's Ministry of Foreign Affairs (or the Tribunal).

For friendly alien races, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

For hostile alien races, the Tribunal.

Nangong Old Geezer was a Ninth Order Gods, so the alien race could only obediently allow Nangong Old Geezer to inspect their bodies, review their history, and observe their cultivation system.

Lin Chen and the others enjoyed the treatment of a superior race, occasionally encountering some so-called handsome men and beautiful women of the alien race, but this alien race was not humanoid, so their aesthetics were not very compatible.

It was common for small, weak races to curry favor with superior, strong races for survival; sending high-quality members to serve the superior race's prodigies was merely the most basic practice.

Of course, no matter what race, there was always a group with a spirit of resistance; sometimes resistance was a good thing, but sometimes it would only drag the race into the abyss.

This race, called the Tower Race, had a distinction between 'Upper Towers' and 'Lower Towers,' though there was no inherent difference between them.

The Upper Towers ruled everything and enjoyed everything.

The Lower Towers were born as beasts of burden, exploited their entire lives.

The Upper Towers already knew that their area was occupied by a super race, and now that envoys from the super race, humanity, had arrived, they chose to surrender immediately.

The Lower Towers knew nothing.

They were incited by ill-intentioned peers who believed that humans had come to enslave them and would destroy their current 'good life.'

Their so-called 'good life' merely meant not starving; they enjoyed some racial conveniences, but in reality, their rights to education and cultivation were not guaranteed, and there had never even been a path for them to ascend to the Upper Towers.

All status improvements and resource acquisition were merely internal competition within the Lower Tower class, and what they obtained were only the scraps left over by the Upper Towers; those who died in the competition were all from the same class, while the Upper Towers suffered no losses, and the race remained harmonious.

So, when Lin Chen entered the Lower Tower area, wanting to observe the true social structure of the alien race, he was unsurprisingly attacked.

Thousands of incited Lower Tower commoners, hidden among them, were Lower Tower rebels, numbering no more than a hundred, with strengths of only two or three tiers.

These people held various banners supporting resistance, glared at Lin Chen, cursed him in Tower language, and some even began throwing trash at Lin Chen, as if he were some heinous villain.

"???"

To be honest, Lin Chen was still a bit confused.

They had arrived and done nothing, merely conducting a harmless basic investigation, so why would these people think that humans had come to enslave them?

Then he understood: it turned out the Tower Race had encountered other alien races several times before, some strong, some weak.

The strong alien races had enslaved the Tower Race for a period, during which the Tower Race had a very difficult time; the Tower people were completely expendable, but later they accumulated strength and overthrew the alien races that oppressed them.

As for the weak alien races, they were naturally enslaved and assimilated by the Tower Race, and even now, a portion of them remained slaves, a class below the Lower Tower commoners.

"Heh heh."

Lin Chen came, Lin Chen left.

Thousands of dead Lower Tower commoners lay silently on the streets of the Lower Tower area, with no bloody smell, only silent death.

If the Tower Race were humanoid beings, Lin Chen might have investigated the mastermind behind the attack and then eliminated those people, giving the Tower Race a chance.

But the Tower Race was a red-skinned, beast-like alien race; he couldn't even be bothered to investigate the cause and effect, and acted without any psychological burden.

Humans were inherently indifferent to alien races; if you jumped out to court death, then naturally, they could only grant you death.

The demise of the Tower Race was already confirmed.

"Little Lao Deng, why do you have more murderous intent on you?"

"Lao Deng, let's go. The mission is important; wasting time here is unnecessary."

"Heh, then let's go."

Nangong Old Geezer didn't ask for the reason; an alien race that made his own prodigy uncomfortable had no need for further investigation.

The others in the team didn't particularly like the Tower Race either, mainly because their aesthetics and living habits were completely different from humans; they had only come out of curiosity to see them, and their existence or non-existence wasn't important.

Not long after Lao Dengs Team left, a human fleet descended upon the Tower Race's territory.

The fleet blockaded the entire Tower Race, a large formation concealed the Tower Race's territory, and countless war machines emerged from the warships; the doomsday of the Tower Race had arrived.

"Superior Race, our Tower Race is willing to be enslaved forever; please, Superior Race, calm your anger."

The strongest of the Tower Race groveled, hoping to preserve his race, but the moment the Tribunal fleet was dispatched, the outcome was already determined.

The Tribunal fleet gave no response, and the strongest of the Tower Race immediately despaired; not a single warship in this fleet was something he could deal with, let alone the powerful being on the main ship observing everything.

One day later, the Tower Race vanished from the world.

In the starry sky, Lin Chen and the others were watching the live broadcast of the race's annihilation.

As the last Tower Race member died, the broadcast ended.

Everyone remained silent for a long time; witnessing a race disappear before their eyes was somewhat impactful to their minds.

"Lao Deng, can Anomaly Zone 3 truly be considered an anomaly?"

"Little Lao Deng, you've guessed it."

"This is the first true alien race I've encountered. Merely because I disliked them and suffered humiliation, they were annihilated at light speed. Isn't that too hasty?"

Lin Chen didn't feel there was anything wrong with this, he just felt the decision to annihilate the race was too hasty, casually deciding the fate of a race felt somewhat arrogant.

Arrogance is an obstacle to civilizational development.

"Little Lao Deng, it wasn't hasty, but a thoroughly considered decision."

"Ah, this isn't hasty?"

Nangong Old Geezer didn't keep them in suspense and continued.

"This matter is just to tell you that alien races are generally like this; don't use human thinking to understand alien races. The 'alien' in alien encompasses everything."

"Furthermore, you are a prodigy of our race. Don't you see how many people stand behind you? If you suffer a grievance, and the clan doesn't help you vent, you'll definitely feel uncomfortable."

"This discomfort might seem like nothing, but if everyone thinks that way, prodigies would have long become alienated from humanity, and how could they still unite under the concept of humanity?"

Wang Tianyou and the others remained silent. Through observation, they had recognized their position in the team: they were the ones accompanying the 'Crown Prince,' who was Lin Chen.

Whether from background or future achievements, Lin Chen deserved such implicit treatment, and they were instead very happy to have some interaction with Lin Chen.

"Alright, I feel quite comfortable."

Lin Chen had indeed felt a bit uncomfortable before, but he had never thought of directly destroying the Tower Race; he had only intended to objectively write about his experience when evaluating the Tower Race later.

Now, he felt valued.

Humanity valued his feelings; countless people worked for his ideas. Although he hadn't fully grown yet, the treatment he received was actually no different from what he would receive after growing up.

This feeling was truly great.

"Feeling good, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Good, that's what matters. You younger ones are the same; if you suffer grievances outside, there will naturally be someone at home to stand up for you. Our human race values its members; fellow clansmen are your reliance. Even if an alien race seems close, you cannot fully trust them."

"Continue pioneering; opportunities are right before your eyes."

Nangong Old Geezer did not continue on this topic.

Anomaly Zone 4, another alien race.

This alien race was a plant-like alien race, with a relatively peaceful temperament. They did not reject the arrival of humans; instead, they were quite friendly. Nangong Old Geezer simply conducted a brief investigation and then led the team away.

The plant alien race served somewhat as a control group.

However, this was just an encounter, and it was conveniently arranged for Lin Chen; there was actually no special meaning. All actions, all sights and sounds, were experiences, all were life.

Seeing more, experiencing more, one would naturally grow.