The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1136 Interstellar Dinosaurs (Not Really)
As expected, after Yang Le gained altitude, the Tesserlandon warship on the ground also began to take off. Due to the difference in power, it quickly rose to a height similar to Yang Le's.

Just then, Yang Le turned on his communicator and called out.

"Captain ship, these are the survivors of the advance team. I have arrived at the coordinates. Please open the hatch, Captain ship!"

"Survivor?" The voice on the communicator crackled with static. "Where are you now?"

"I am in mid-air. Please open the hatch and let me in."

A few seconds later, probably after the other end of the communicator confirmed, about ten seconds later, the hatch on Yang Le's side opened.

After calculating the distance and confirming that it was within his capabilities, Yang Le immediately abandoned the flying motorcycle under his feet and used his legs as a springboard to jump towards the main ship's hatch.

Just as Yang Le had calculated, he stretched out his arm and touched the edge of the hatch. Before he could exert any force, two hands reached out from the hatch and pulled him up.

“Here you go, buddy,” said a Taserlandon soldier with a broken horn.

"Honestly, that's crazy, my friend. You actually dared to jump over such a distance."

“The warriors of Taserlandon are never short of courage, my friend,” Yang Le said in a deep voice. “Believe me, if you had just gone through all of this, you would have made the same decision as me.”

"Well said, my friend!"

Yang Le's words clearly tickled the sore spot of the cornered Taserlandon soldier, who raised his head and reached out to tap his own chest.

"The warriors of Taserlandon have no shortage of courage! That's the source of our confidence in becoming the strongest warriors in the universe!"

“Alright, Dolan,” another Taserlandon soldier with a scarred face stopped him. “Commander Mord is still waiting for us.”

After saying that, Scarface looked at Yang Le and said to him, "Hello soldier, please state your number and your squad."

Not all the Taserlandons are brainless. For example, this guy in front of him knows to interrogate Yang Le about information that only the Taserlandon troops know, which is within Yang Le's expectations.

"Sorry, friend, I... don't remember." Yang Le pretended to be in pain, clutching his head. "I accidentally inhaled some air from Planet Hahabi, which caused my memory to become a little confused."

It's common knowledge that people from Tasellandon become mentally unstable and lose their memories when they breathe oxygen, so Yang Le's excuse wasn't entirely unconvincing.

Looking at the cracks and gaps on Yang Le's mask, Scarface reluctantly believed him, but only temporarily.

“I sympathize with what happened to you, soldier.” Scarface patted Yang Le on the shoulder. “The unit will arrange a professional examination for you later, but before that, Commander Mord needs to see you. Please bear with me for now.”

"It's okay, I can manage."

Yang Le pretended to be in pain and leaned against the wall, taking the opportunity to merge the shapeshifter hidden in his palm into the wall.

“You’re alright, my friend.” Broken-Horned Dolan helped Yang Le up. “Come on, don’t be shy, lean on me. I’ll take you to Commander Mord.”

"Thank you, friend," Yang Le said with a light cough.

...

They remained silent the entire way, perhaps because they suspected Yang Le's brain had been damaged, so no one spoke to him until they arrived at a huge door.

The large door swung open, revealing a spacious area. This appeared to be the control room of the warship, with several Taserlandon soldiers seated at the control panels. At the highest position sat a Taserlandon with a mechanical arm; he appeared to be the so-called Commander Mord.

"Commander Mord." ×2
Scarface and Broken Horn, who had brought Yang Le with them, spoke at the same time. After hearing these two calls, Commander Mord turned around in his swivel chair.

"So you're the survivor from the advance team?" Commander Mord leaned forward slightly, and his height and size gave him a rather imposing presence.

Just as Yang Le was about to answer, he heard a bang. It turned out that Commander Mord had slammed the mechanical arm onto the chair.

"You're lying. There's no one like you among my men."

As soon as Commander Mord finished speaking, several Taserlandon soldiers appeared out of nowhere, pointing ray guns at Yang Le, while Dolan and Scarface increased the pressure on him, changing from supporting him to controlling him.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Yang Le remained completely unfazed; he had deployed the shapeshifters specifically for this moment.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you, sir." Yang Le didn't try the Journey, but instead began to explain.

“I am not a survivor of the advance team. My parents were from a secret unit. They gave birth to me while on a mission, but they both lost their lives in a subsequent mission, leaving me alone to live on this planet Hahab.”

“Why should I believe what you say?” Commander Mord said coldly.

"I have their numbers. If your level is high enough, you can find them by their numbers."

“Speak, soldier.” Commander Mord raised an eyebrow and placed his hand on the control panel. “Remember, you only have one chance to prove yourself.”

"10086 and 9527." Yang Le casually made up two strings of numbers, believing that the shapeshifter would help him solve the problem.

Commander Mord entered the numbers and, sure enough, retrieved the files of two Tesserlandon warriors. These files were retrieved from the database by the shapeshifters.

Both men were war orphans with no family or friends. They were both sent on special missions and both died in the process.

However, thanks to the shapeshifter's efforts, both of their death records were rewritten as missing persons.

Commander Mord carefully reviewed the two men's files and found nothing amiss before waving his hand to signal Scarface and Dolan to release Yang Le.

"Looks like you're telling the truth, kid. But you haven't completely gained my trust yet. What's your name, kid?"

“Spike,” Yang said. “The name my parents gave me.”

Actually, this was Yang Le's own idea. The name comes from the Triceratops in the old cartoon "Dinosaurs," not the big dog in "Tom and Jerry."

"Alright Spike, your identity is still under investigation, so I need to put you in solitary confinement for now. Don't worry, if you really have no problems, I will apologize to you in person."

After Commander Mord finished speaking, he ordered Scarface and Dolan to escort Yang Le to the solitary confinement room. The three of them remained silent and soon arrived at another door.

“Sorry, friend.” Dolan leaned closer to Yang Le. “These are orders from our superiors, and we can only obey. I hope you won’t blame us. By the way, there are four aliens in the solitary confinement cell. Don’t talk to them too much, or you might get infected with the alien virus.”

(End of this chapter)