Chapter 845: NO．214：For example… I want everything

NO．214：For example… I want everything.

Hippolytus Alien, having a frightening nickname like Hell Star Alien, when first appearing in the Aopeng, even once called themselves the strongest race in the universe.

Of course, this is pure CJB.

In fact, although the Hippolytus Alien has diverse skills, those skills' damage is quite limited.

That is, they lack the strong frontal combat capability to live up to their self‑proclaimed title.

He also indeed achieved an astonishing feat—turning the Ultra Five Brothers all into bronze statues.

If it weren't for the Ultra Family's unique ability to summon people, even able to shake the Ultra Father into coming, that Hippolytus Alien could probably truly succeed in occupying Earth.

After all, this race's usual tactic is to play dirty.

Although they both play dirty and mess with mentality, in practice the atmosphere between Hippolytus Aliens and Mefilas Aliens is usually not ideal.

Because their folkways have obvious differences.

Compared to the Mefilas Aliens, who generally possess great strength but dislike using violence, Hippolytus Aliens have never been stingy about utilizing violence.

Rather, all the schemes and plans of the Hell Star Aliens are to make their violence effective.

Illusions, fire, strong winds, missiles—they have a fairly diverse set of skills, but none are top‑notch; yet they yearn to unleash that violence, so they devise ways in both psychological tactics and combat skills.

It was precisely by juggling things front and back that this race was able to achieve that astonishing grim scene in the Ace Scene.

By employing illusion abilities to create a strong illusion, simultaneously causing panic, then attacking humans to disturb the Ultra's heart, then expanding influence; when actually fighting the Ultra Warriors, they further use small combos of illusions, fire, strong winds, missiles to create pressure—then, bag them!

The sack, or rather the Hippolytus Capsule, is not only capable of producing illusions but also contains Hippolytus Tar that can turn Ultra Warriors into bronze statues.

This is the foundation of all schemes, and also the true trump card that seals the deal.

"After coming to this world, you should also find it easy to understand, right? Mefilas."

Inside the control room hung with countless monitors, a Hippolytus Alien resembling a suited man wearing an alien headset, with goat‑like crystal eyes, gazed at the dark blue V‑shaped crystal on the other's face.

Having contacted human culture and learned to strengthen speech through eye contact, when actually communicating with other aliens, they present this delicate scene.

When facing some unfamiliar aliens, they can't even tell which part is the other's eyes.

Whether it's the Mefilas Aliens who often come to Earth to 'take a look', or the Mefilas Aliens who became widely known after just one visit to Earth, they are sufficiently famous in the aliens' circle.

After all… not to mention that their kind has many merchants, frequently traveling throughout the universe, thus often appearing in public.

Merely their strength to match the Ultra Family head‑on is enough to make the universe's inhabitants, whose nature remains the survival of the fittest, take notice.

"Now, those who can restrain you are not only the Ultramen of Light Star, but also the Ultra Family from the Light Country of our world."

"Even this planet——" the Hippolytus Alien jabbed the table with his thick, three‑fingered hand.

"On this planet we should all be familiar with, yet now it is full of strangers, and it is also filled with beings that threaten us."

He said this, placing his whole elbow on the table, leaning forward toward the upright‑seated Mefilas Alien, his goat‑like ears also twitching slightly.

It was clear he was overly emotional in this situation analysis, showing signs of getting carried away as he spoke.

This made Abulu, who was restless beside them, feel even more uneasy.

He, who originally did not want to join the fight, was quite unsuited to this fervent state of mind.

On the other hand, Leibotesi, who was originally eager for battle, walked out of the control room from the moment they met, appearing completely uninterested in this exchange, not even bothering to listen in.

Rather than chatting with the newly joined suspicious elements, he preferred to stroll around the organization's small 'Monster Graveyard', picking a few decent corpses to replenish the weapons lost these days.

Thus, at this time, only these three people remained in the control room.

The alliance leader, allies, and the new ally recommended by an ally were listening to the alliance leader lecture on alliance corporate culture, or what could be called alternative brainwashing education.

"If you want to do business, you must find a way to remove obstacles, but the obstacles on this planet are surely too many, aren't they? Mefilas."

'Drawing big pies for a new employee the boss has high hopes for is no different……' Qianming muttered softly.

Then immediately an SS voice retorted: 'What nonsense are you spouting? Would there be a boss who has high hopes for a new employee?'

'Can you guys be quiet? I can barely hear what he's saying,' Bai Ren complained, though the one probably more dissatisfied was Aomo himself, who was transmitting their conversation.

The receiving function of the secret communication device provided by Sai Luo had already been temporarily shut down.

To be frank, given his consistently cautious nature, he is unwilling to carry something that adds hidden dangers.

The Interstellar Business Alliance, after all, counts as an otherworldly organization, and since it is an otherworldly organization, one cannot say it won't produce some unknown technological product.

All along, work involving transmigrants has always been prone to accidents, and when an accident occurs you can't blame the other side for deus ex machina; you can only say your intelligence work wasn't thorough enough—but who could possibly master all the various technologies of other worlds?

But…… that is technical support from the Light Country office!

Following the principle of using magic to counter magic, alien technology must be countered with another alien's technology.

To be frank, Aomo has a touch of blind faith in the technology of the Light Country.

Although strictly speaking that little gadget is merely an office product, given the ease of communication between here and the Light Country, it can already be said to be at the level of 'channel goods synchronized with official uniform progress'—that is, as soon as Hikali's new toy comes out, we can play with it right away.

So he ultimately accepted Sai Luo's proposal and put on the secret communication device of the Light Warrior.

Then……

The microphone was full of the voices of horse girls.

The two Ultramen said nothing, not even a complaint, leaving him gradually unsure where the team's focus lay.

But he couldn't very well say anything either, since he is now a 'Mefilas Alien', and this Mefilas Alien has no habit of talking to himself.

Even though this device can read specific nerve reflexes to act as a switch, it cannot directly read brainwaves to simulate telepathy.

Probably because there is no demand, they did not consider this function.

However, not having it is fine; Aomo also didn't expect real‑time communication with that side—he only needed to get through this initial stage as per the plan's early requirements.

And at this stage, the president of the Interstellar Business Alliance, whose words were being heckled by multiple listeners, continued his lecture.

The Hippolytus Alien's lecture was nearing its end; he still gazed at the calm‑composed Mefilas Alien before him, whose V‑shaped crystal eyes showed no flicker, and his tone gradually softened: 'In the end, we still have to resort to violence; mere words accomplish nothing.'

"Mefilas, my race has had many contradictions with your isotopic counterparts in my world."

"Regarding the contradiction in invasion methods, and the contradiction in how we treat victory and defeat."

"Their race is always as strong as you are, so they value means over victory and defeat; now that the powerful are everywhere, that smugness brings no gain, don't you think?"

When this question fell, after a moment of silence, the same V-shaped crystal welled up with the light accompanying the words.

I think you shouldn't ask me this question, Alliance Leader.

Oh?

The interior of a large organization should have many divisions, and the act of hastily giving new members forced guidance will be seen as a fragile exterior.

Meifeilasi raised a hand, the right hand splitting left and right, presenting a grasping gesture with two opposing ends: "That will also make me re‑evaluate your alliance."

Are you quitting?

No, I haven't yet seen where your confidence lies, so I won't make such a hasty judgment.

In the midst of speech, the split right hand rejoined, forming a flat yet thick set of five fingers; this calm and composed cosmic being raised a hand as if normally spread out:

But I will demand more.