Mai Fan knew that there were at least three people around him with status, and when these three people spoke, they thought they couldn't hear them.
Speaking of which, Mai Fan's hearing is not as good as vision among the five senses, and he has not had any special training in identifying the location of sounds and distinguishing people. To be honest, it sounds like it is still very difficult to analyze the huge amount of information in the speech.
Tired, it would be great if these voice packets could be converted into text form.
They say they are bystanders, does it mean that they are observing their own behavior in a special way?
And your performance will affect the judgment of high-level races, possibly not just one race but a group of races?
No wonder these people hated iron so much after he became motionless.
Also, from the tone of their chat, it seemed that the matter was not yet extremely urgent, because they had said that besides his observation room, there were other observation rooms on this planet.
Then you, the chosen one, are not the only hope for the earth. Whether you perform well or not can only increase or lower your evaluation score on this basis. It is not a critical existence.
If he was the only representative here, the three people observing him from outside would not react like this.
Are you still worried about the final outcome and the fate of neighboring planets?
If he was the only presenter, the three of them would probably be yelling at each other by now, right?
So whether it can be expressed in words, he hasn't studied many details yet.
Just as Mai Fan was thinking about it, suddenly, the voice packets surrounding him suddenly became quiet.
Those three noisy voices turned into a barrage of pure text, which was displayed in the lower right corner of Mai Fan.
Damn it, the notebook he was pressing on with his fingers must have heard his thoughts and automatically changed the voice input to text input.
The world became quiet, and Mai Fan finally had the opportunity to absorb more information.
The world of A001-A003 quieted down, and Mai Fan could finally read the text-related messages carefully.
In order not to lose himself, he deliberately found a clean lawn, leaned against the big tree, and watched the conversation between the three people.
‘A001: Huh? This man moved, Wucao, is he a pig? He sat down again and continued to be in a daze. I think he was just too lazy to move and gave up on himself!
You said how the federation selects elites, and you say it selects the best candidates from among billions of people. That's it? That's it? He also found a comfortable place to daze...'
‘This man is elite enough. I think he is the supreme king among lazy people. Could it be that he was selected to show the diversity of the race? Maybe higher races need such trash?’
A002, who had been silent until now, suddenly interrupted: 'That's not true. There are so many alien creatures. How can you guarantee that there are no multi-racial omnivorous species? Maybe we humans are also part of their diet.'
‘Maybe the existence of people like us will become food? Just like chickens, ducks and geese?’
This was a bit scary. Mai Fan's hair stood up instantly, and then this guess was strongly denied by A003.
'A003: This is impossible to happen. The laws of survival of the multi-racial universe stipulate that intelligent creatures, especially those that occupy a dominant position on a planet, have basic racial rights.'
'This race that possesses certain intelligence and has developed an inherent civilization is not allowed to be included in the food list.'
"No matter how big the intelligence gap is between the higher races and us...our personal safety, or in a certain aspect, the safety of racial survival is still guaranteed."
'They at least treat us as a species that we can get along with as equals, rather than as resources that can be taken in at will.'
'So, let's continue the topic we just talked about and talk about the culprit that caused all this now.'
'To be honest, if it weren't for that crazy woman, our earth would never have fallen into the eyes of those big guys.'
'At the very least, this planet, and even the materials contained in the galaxy, cannot attract the attention of advanced races that often have dozens of galaxies and hundreds of subordinate races.'
'It was the woman who didn't treat her well as a pet that made him pay attention to the earth.'
'Do you think this woman's eyesight doesn't work well? The other person obviously doesn't look like a human being at all... How can she fall in love? Or is it that the pet controller of an advanced race can change human beings?
The brain creates hallucinations, thereby reflecting another human-like image in this woman's mind, so that she, a pet of a foreign race, will not be so afraid of her owner and will not die from excessive fear?'
'A002: It is also possible. When that woman brought the advanced race to the earth, I was fortunate enough to see the 'real' appearance of that race.'
'Although there is a thin protective film, I can still see their appearance...'
'They don't look as good as ET humans. How did this race, which is absolutely a terrifying creature in Star Wars, get involved with humans?'
‘I’m really curious now about how this woman caught the attention of that kind of sea anemone. Yes, something that looks like a sea anemone. I don’t even know if it’s his head or his butt...’
‘This damn guy can still be so greedy, I’m convinced!’
Therefore, it is very likely that high-level races will control human thinking in some way...
As for what that woman sees every day is just hallucinations, and what she thinks is love may be just wishful thinking.
After all, Mai Fan thought, if he were a sea anemone organism, then all the members of the same species he had seen since childhood would look like him. Their judgment of beauty and ugliness might be based on whether their tentacles are thick or not, and how many wrinkles they have on their bodies.
A lot depends on whether the mucus appears thick or thin, and whether the color of the skin is bright enough.
For example, a sea anemone body will never look at a low-level creature that has no tentacles, is dry, weird, and has bones and facial features.
Falling in love? Doesn’t exist.
Then the question arises again. Since it is not because of love, let alone hormones, because it is not certain whether alien creatures can secrete it, then why does this high-level race come to earth?
What are they for? You can’t think that people on earth are interesting, right?
Want to build this place into a unique pet paradise? But what kind of fun can humans bring them?