Lighting up super-god technology in the Three-Body World

Chapter 181 Abandon the Spaceship?
On the day of the meeting, everyone present was dressed to the nines, including Shen Zhou, a Trisolaran. She was in a human body and wore a long dress with a star trail pattern made of black jade agate, which was extremely beautiful.

Jiang Fan, Luo Ji, Zhang Beihai, and Yun Tianming couldn't help but stare for a moment, as they hadn't expected Shen Zhou to attend as a human.

Her outfit caused quite a stir in the second world where the live stream was taking place; humans always have a great capacity to accept beautiful things.

Upon entering the guest ship, Xiling and Chenzhou sat together. Both were stunningly beautiful women, but their clothing styles were completely different. Xiling's style leaned towards natural and lively, and she wore a floor-length gown in the style of azure cloud brocade and green bamboo.

The four men were quite simple: Jiang Fan wore his ever-present brown Zhongshan suit, Luo Ji opted for a tailored suit as always, Zhang Beihai wore a dark green marshal's uniform, and Yun Tianming wore a rather flamboyant ancient scholar's robe.

The two women are stunningly beautiful even in any era, while the four men are slightly less so, but they all have a commanding presence. After all, this is a global live broadcast, and it would be a disservice to the viewers if it weren't done properly.

There's a saying that goes, "Building cultural confidence requires a comprehensive approach."

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
The guest ship and the trimaran-sized vessel remained motionless in the darkness. Xiling activated its lights, and the hatches opened wide.

The other side seemed to have received the signal. A crack suddenly appeared on the smooth outer wall of the ship, followed by a bright white light, from which a naked Trisolaran floated out.

The First Captain and Chen Zhou arrived on Earth in exactly the same way – completely naked, like slimmed-down robots.

Compared to the exquisite attire of the humans, many people in the Second World have already complained that the Trisolaran civilization is like an uncivilized, barbaric civilization.

Since the two sides had not established a mental connection, Jiang Fan had no choice but to display text on the holographic screen, saying...

"Welcome, Captain of the Trisolaran Fleet."

"Due to our differences in thinking, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble during communication,"

"I specially prepared a human body with opaque thinking for you. You can ask Chen Zhou for specific questions."

Shen Zhou stepped forward, nodded to the First Captain, and led him to the mind transplant chamber.
Soon,
A tall, imposing man appeared before the crowd and spoke in a somewhat broken Blue Star language.

"You're confused. Okay, I'm the captain of the First Fleet of the Mountain. Like the human research officers, I've given myself a name from Earth, Joseph."

He spoke more and more fluently, showing that he had a strong ability to adapt.

Jiang Fan stepped forward and shook hands with him.

"Welcome to the Blue Star Civilization, Mr. Joseph."

The two sides took their seats on opposite sides of the meeting table, with Shen Zhou and Joseph on one side and Jiang Fan and his group of five on the other side, with him at the center.

Jiang Fan took the initiative to start the conversation.
"Mr. Joseph, had you considered the fate of your fleet before this?"

Joseph answered truthfully.

"I've thought about it, but I haven't come up with a conclusion. Maybe it will be destroyed by the Blue Star civilization, maybe it will turn back at some point, or maybe it will just brush past the solar system."

"We are all waiting for the Führer's orders, but the Führer has not issued any orders so far."

Jiang Fan placed his hands on the table, his fingers interlaced, his face as calm as a lake.
"So, which outcome would Mr. Joseph personally prefer?"

One advantage of negotiating with the Trisolarans is that they completely lack negotiation skills; their straightforwardness can even be endearing.

For example, Joseph has now stated his thoughts very directly.

"Mr. Jiang Fan, we hope to live in the solar system."

Jiang Fan chuckled awkwardly, as did the others. Their gazes toward Joseph were noticeably more unusual, and when they looked at Chen Zhou, they noticed that she was blushing.

"Mr. Joseph, why don't you put yourself in their shoes? If you were the Earth civilization, would you allow a fleet from an alien civilization to enter the solar system? We have an old saying: 'How can we allow others to sleep soundly beside our bed?'"

How could the Trisolarans possibly understand the complexities of human beings?

Joseph turned to look at Chenzhou with a blank expression. Chenzhou rolled his eyes helplessly and spoke up for Joseph.

"Mr. Jiang Fan, what do we need the Trisolaran fleet to do for the Blue Star civilization to allow us to live in the solar system?" Joseph turned his gaze back to Jiang Fan and the others, nodding repeatedly. From this action, it was not difficult to see that he had handed over the power of speech to Chen Zhou.

This is one of the reasons why Jiang Fan brought Chen Zhou along: communicating with a Trisolaran who has lived on Earth for decades is far more efficient than communicating with a complete stranger.

"That depends on what kind of life you, the people of the Trisolaran civilization, are referring to. Is it simply to live? Or to conquer?"

Not only Joseph couldn't understand these words, but Chen Zhou also had a hard time understanding them. Luo Ji and the others exchanged glances and communicated through their brains. Could it be that Jiang Fan came here not to drive out the Trisolaran fleet?
The people of the Second World were also buzzing with discussion. Some shrewd individuals sensed something amiss and began to offer their opinions.
'President Jiang might be considering accepting the Trisolarans!'

'Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could President Jiang betray the interests of humanity?'

'I didn't say that President Jiang was going to betray the interests of humanity.'

'So what do you mean?'

Is it possible that President Jiang's appetite is even greater than we imagined?

Please discuss in detail!

'Add one!'

'Add two!'

'I'm not sure either, let's see.'

'The person upstairs is a total idiot, confirmed.'

'Uncertainty coupled with suspense? Reported.'

'One more report.'

"Plus two."

Seeing the confusion in Chen Zhou's eyes, Jiang Fan kindly explained to her,

"Life is a very broad concept. Barely surviving is life, enjoying abundant material wealth is life, living under someone else's roof is life, and wielding military power is life. I just wonder which kind of life the Trisolaran civilization's fleet wants to live?"

These words were simple and easy to understand; Joseph didn't even need to sink the boat to speak for him; he uttered them fluently.

"We want to live the same life as human research officers."

He became very excited, even stopping calling it "Sinking Ship" and instead addressing it as "Human Research Officer."

Onboard the Faraway No. 2, Da Shi witnessed this scene and couldn't help but mutter to himself,

"That Trisolaran has a really good idea."

It speaks to the sentiments of most people.

On the visitor ship, Jiang Fan smiled calmly. Joseph's statement was exactly what he expected. If he didn't say that, then there would be a problem, which would mean that the plan for human culture to invade the Trisolaran society had not succeeded.

“That might be a bit difficult. The sunken ship is an envoy of the Trisolaran civilization, and envoys should naturally be treated with courtesy. But Mr. Joseph and your warship, well, forgive my bluntness, no envoy would carry overwhelming violence.”

Joseph's mind went blank again. He admitted that Jiang Fan was right, but that this also meant they couldn't live the life of human research officers.

His pleading gaze returned to Chen Zhou, which was somewhat amusing.

Shen Zhou remained expressionless. She seemed to grasp Jiang Fan's intention, and then spoke.

Do you mean we need to abandon the spaceship?

(End of this chapter)