#763 - Chapter 763 The Script Is Wrong
"Don't their facial features and the patterns on the attack ships look familiar?" Yan Zhengping asked.
"Really? Let me take a look."
Dongfang Chen zoomed in to observe.
"It does seem a bit familiar."
"Tell me, where have we seen them before?" Dongfang Chen really couldn't recall.
"Sanxingdui! Look at their eyes, face shape, and..."
"Holy crap! You're right!"
Before Yan Zhengping could finish, Dongfang Chen even swore.
"Xiaolin, directly through the system channel, issue an order to the Future Warriors to open the pan-dimensional rings and throw these people in first," Dongfang Chen quickly issued the order.
Baili Ji had hidden in the toilet and couldn't issue orders through the command center, so he had to operate in this way.
"Understood, Commander."
The warriors on the scene were already dumbfounded.
Without orders from above, they didn't know what to do.
If it were a group of enemies with combat power, they definitely wouldn't hesitate and would chop them all down.
But now it was a group of ordinary people with no ability to fight back, one by one foaming at the mouth and about to die.
Saving them wasn't an option, not saving them wasn't an option either, so they could only stand there awkwardly.
After the notification came down, the Future Warriors holding the pan-dimensional rune rings quickly activated the space, and the other warriors quickly busied themselves, grabbing them one by one.
But there were just too many of these people, and even grabbing them wouldn't be finished in a short time.
The result was predictable: two-thirds of the people died directly under the combined effects of low temperature and altitude sickness.
Five hours later, the warriors returned to the base.
Out of safety considerations, Dongfang Chen didn't release them directly. Instead, he sent warriors to Kyoto to place them in the Kyoto underground base.
The Kyoto underground base was now just an empty base, perfect for housing them.
Over the next 5 days, Xiaolin gradually analyzed and finally successfully deciphered their language.
"Who is in charge? Come out and speak!" The Future Warrior shouted using the compiler.
The principle of the compiler was very simple, which was to synchronously translate what he said into a language that these people could understand.
"I am!" A square-faced man who looked a bit silly ran out.
His mouth was very big, his eyes were wide like copper bells, and his eyeballs protruded.
No matter how you looked at it, he looked like a simpleton.
"What's your name?"
"Xi Yagua."
"He really does look like a melon," the Future Warrior muttered to himself.
Fortunately, the voice was very low and was not compiled synchronously.
"What position do you hold on the warship?"
"I am the captain of Ship No. 3," Xi Yagua said.
"Where do you come from?"
"We come from the south," Xi Yagua replied.
"I'm asking for a place name!"
"A place with water," Xi Yagua replied.
"..."
The Future Warrior was stunned for a long time before he realized that this sentence might be a place name in their language.
But when translated, it became a place with water.
The place names of the two sides were not common, so asking was useless. So the Future Warrior no longer hesitated and directly changed the question:
"Why did you attack China?"
"God said that their existence here would bring disaster to us, so he sent us to destroy this place," Xi Yagua replied.
"What god?" the Future Warrior asked.
"Can't say it! Can't say it!" Xi Yagua quickly waved his hand, not allowing him to discuss this topic.
"Did you build those warships?"
"God taught us."
"Have you seen God?"
"Yes. God is by our side, with us," Xi Yagua opened his arms, exceptionally respectful.
"Then why didn't he appear when you were about to die?"
"God cannot descend on this land."
A hoax, a big hoax.
They were obviously being used as pawns, but they regarded this big hoax as a god they worshipped.
All wooden-headed.
The Future Warrior slandered in his heart.
"What is the relationship between those bugs and you?" he continued to ask.
"What bugs?" Xi Yagua didn't understand.
The Future Warrior couldn't communicate with him, so he directly opened the screen and played the scene of the scorpion attacking Sun City before.
"Have you seen it?"
"No," Xi Yagua shook his head.
"No?" The Future Warrior was stunned.
Dongfang Chen was also stunned.
Why was the script wrong?
The people from India and Pakistan haven't seen the bugs from their own country?
"What about this?" The Future Warrior played the super building where the scorpion crawled out.
"No," Xi Yagua still shook his head.
What's going on?
"Where do you live?" The Future Warrior continued to ask.
"Live in a place with water," Xi Yagua replied.
"..."
The question went back again.
The Future Warrior already didn't know how to ask.
Dongfang Chen sent him a question.
"Does it snow there?"
This question was to confirm one thing, whether these people came from India and Pakistan.
"It doesn't snow there," Xi Yagua shook his head.
Obviously, these people were not from India and Pakistan.
