The appearance of the Arcturians is the same as that of humans. Except that both men and women are taller and stronger, there is no other difference.
Although they are nominally related to birds, the Shi'ar still have some feathers on their bodies, such as eyelashes or sideburns, so that they can be distinguished;
The Arcturians have gone to Earth, and at most they are said to be "what a good man." It is completely indistinguishable to the naked eye.
But it is impossible to say that they are exactly the same, because in addition to the martial spirit of the Arcturians, everyone also has some extraordinary abilities, whether they are particularly exaggerated, or they can run faster or jump higher.
More strength.
In terms of physical fitness alone, the Arcturians are better than the average Asgardians, and compared to the Asgardians who advocate the warrior spirit, they are mostly realists.
Asgardian warriors often fight for honor, and they fight for things like face; but the Arcturians are different. As long as they take action, it means they have already seen that there is a profit. This is called the eyes of the eagle.
So Starhawk also did well. As the only survivors of Arcturus, he and his sister quickly built a fleet from scratch. They were natural mercenaries and created the name Space Raiders.
The brand of the Mercenary Alliance.
Yes, the Space Raiders are cosmic mercenaries, but they are not the only group. They are just a relatively loose team active in the galaxy. The universe is so big that there are almost countless mercenary teams.
The most typical example is the Nuwari people, those aliens who look like dogs and like to wear gold and red armor. As long as they give enough money and sign a contract, the whole family can be like them.
mercenary.
But now Star-Lord is walking on this spacious street, but he doesn't see anything in line with the mercenary style here.
What a mercenary values is that he is free to do whatever he wants, and his interests come first.
Logically speaking, places where mercenaries gather often have nothing to do with cleanliness and order. For example, Contrasia, even the territory of Deathstroke, looks very chaotic on the surface.
However, Arcturus is not like this. The streets here are neat and wide, and the buildings on the roadside seem to be carved out of a mold, just like the components on a circuit board, with standardized specifications.
It seems that the Eagle God has regulations on what kind of house is a residence and what kind of house is a shop.
This makes Star-Lord feel like he has stepped into some city-building game, either "Skylines" or the "Anno" series. These are games launched by Wilson Entertainment. Although he has not spent much time on Earth,
I have been playing these games for a long time.
"It doesn't feel like entering a city, but a military camp." Star-Lord whispered to Gamora beside him. The almost identical buildings on the roadside made him become more serious: "This city is rigid.
It’s boring, are all Arcturians like this?”
The green-skinned female assassin obviously thought so too. She was walking on the road with her arms folded, but the few passers-by didn't even look at the two outsiders, as if they were nothing.
Obviously this is absolute trust in customs inspection. The people here believe in the army and their gods.
The aliens who can be let in must be doing serious things. So as long as the serious things don't come to us, doesn't it have nothing to do with us? So there is no need to pay attention to outsiders.
"How old do you think I am? The Arcturus galaxy was destroyed before we were born. Besides Starhawk and his sister, who else have we dealt with from Arcturus?"
At this point, Gamora was a little unsure whether she was actually friends with Starhawk.
It’s almost ten years since he left Thanos to join the Guardians of the Galaxy. Starhawk is Yondu’s old friend and the nominal leader of the loose alliance of space predators. Naturally, he is also an acquaintance with the second-generation Star-Lord.
.
But every time they met, whether it was in person in Contracia or through video communication when they were collaborating in space, Gamora never remembered seeing Starhawk smile.
The strong man with a sinewy face always had a serious expression on his face, as if he was about to tear his enemy into pieces in the next second and then use his fingers to indifferently pick out his intestines.
As Thanos' former killer, Gamora's memory is unmistakable.
"Oh! I understand why the Space Predator is called this name." Star-Lord seemed to have discovered some big secret, and hit his palm with his fist: "You see, the Predator was a group of captain friends that Starhawk brought together back then.
He is an Arcturian and he likes to plunder, so he got this name."
For such an obvious thing, Gamora didn't bother to mention it, and just said sarcastically:
"Ah, yes, yes, you discovered it. Fortunately, the group didn't ask you to choose a name. Otherwise, did you plan to call it the Universe Song and Dance Troupe?"
"Hey, it sounds good. If I see Star Eagle, I'll try to mention it to him." Star-Lord rolled his eyes and seemed to like the name: "Anyway, Arcturus is rebuilt, and he should be very popular as the Chosen One.
Are you busy? You probably don’t want to worry about the space predators anymore, right?”
"Stop thinking about that. We only have one ship, and there are many more powerful people in the Reavers than us." The green-skinned girl interrupted Star-Lord's daydream and shook his head speechlessly: "Even if we have to change in the future
The grand leader must have nothing to do with us, not even Yondu is qualified to be selected."
Yondu's qualifications and combat capabilities are sufficient, but he does not have his own ship. Now he lives with his godson Star-Lord and can only be regarded as a crew member.
How can the leader of the Space Predators convince the public if he doesn't even have his own ship?
"I'm just saying, I don't really want to sit in that position. A nominal leader can't make us make more money. Instead, we have a lot of shit every day." The fool in the red leather jacket shook his head, looking like himself.
Seemingly seeing through it, he said he was just joking.
As mentioned before, although the Space Predators are an overall alliance in name, in fact each fleet within it has its own ideas and completely different styles of doing things.
The grand leader is elected by everyone and is the nominal leader, but usually does not have any privileges at all. It is a purely resentful position.
What he can do can basically be classified into two categories. One is whenever there are other forces that are going to be detrimental to the predators, such as pirate gangs, a certain space empire, other mercenary groups from outside, etc.
If you want to start a war with the predators.
Then the head of the regiment is responsible for recruiting people to join the war, directing the war, and distributing benefits afterwards.
There is another type, that is, two fleets within the Predator have started a war. The two sides have fought for several rounds, but no one has gained the advantage. They want to cease the war, but they can't trust the other party and have to worry about face.
At times like this, the leader of the group needs to act as a peacemaker, providing a venue for negotiations and the personal safety of both parties.
This is all the rights of the grand leader. Not to mention making money, doing these things without losing money is considered good.
Although we know that the existence of the Predator team is a process for everyone to work together to make the market bigger, and we can also make internal resource allocation choices, Star-Lord also likes to be a Predator.
But if he really wants to be the thankless leader, then forget it.