A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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Veteran diplomat Colin adjusted the body temperature simulator for a newbie.

The newbie said, "Bro, I feel like this temperature is a bit hot."

The adjutant said, "Bear with it. If you can't even handle this little bit of hardship, how can you do diplomacy?"

Krim: "Waaah."

Another diplomat poked his head out from the control panel, his attire gleaming: "Minister, do you really think humans will like the gift we've prepared?"

He looked at the handmade box in the center of the cabin.

The box contained neatly stacked pink fluorescent crystals unique to the Rosette Nebula, each ore emitting a faint pink glow.

Minister Greta lay peacefully with her six arms folded across her chest.

This is the traditional pose of the termite tribe to show reassurance. He maintained this pose and said calmly, "I don't know, but they should like it. After all, it's an alien product. I've seen meteorites in Earth museums."

Language expert Nabil suddenly popped his head out from behind a pile of dictionaries: "Um... Minister! Should we put some wrapping on the gift? Like this!"

He strained to hold the computer screen in his hand forward, his eyes filled with intense anticipation.

On the screen are cultural and creative products from the Palace Museum.

This cultural heritage originating from an ancient country on Earth has endured thousands of years of change and still shines brightly on the screen today.

So beautiful, so beautiful.

Many diplomats crowded forward to see.

They offered their opinions all at once:

"It's very beautiful."

"really."

"I agree."

I agree.

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No wonder it's packaged for products that sell eight billion units a month; everyone who sees it praises it.

The adjutant clapped his hands: "Alright, let's add it then. Technician, go and prepare."

The technician got up to prepare.

Just as I stood up, the spaceship suddenly lurched violently, as if it were about to crash. I didn't know if it had encountered a meteorite or collided with a magnetic field.

Oops, I almost tripped and fell flat on my face.

Fortunately, everyone present had more than two legs.

The diplomats present quickly spread their hymenopteran legs to steady themselves.

The huge log rolled and nearly crushed the Foreign Minister, who had transformed into his petite form. Fortunately, his adjutant reacted quickly and caught the log.

This diplomatic ship was dug out of a warehouse; it's an old model from decades ago, and it gets unstable whenever it encounters turbulence.

Her Highness the Crown Princess advised them not to use overly advanced ships, otherwise, on their first visit, without being able to give prior notice, they could easily be mistaken for intruders.

"Mechanic, you said you'd give this old starship a full check-up before we set off. Did you do it?"

"I've checked it three times already, nothing wrong, it's just like this." The mechanic smiled and patted the control panel, the not-so-sturdy metal plate making a clanging hum.

"This ship is older than me. It's a hardware problem, and there's nothing I can do about it."

The adjutant looked down at the termite still lying peacefully: "Minister, in these conditions on a ship, please transform into human form and stop clinging to your fragile original form, okay?"

"No," the minister said.

The adjutant picked him up and swung him around violently.

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We're getting closer to Earth.

The adjutant stood up, straightened his uniform, and gathered the other diplomats: "Recheck all the cultural taboos, including not revealing the insect form and compound eyes, not harming humans, and avoiding sudden flight. Fix your hair and clothing, check the translators, and bring the necessary written materials… Thor, are we approaching Earth's planetary barrier?"

"No," the mechanic Thor replied incredulously, sitting in front of the display screen on the diplomatic ship.

"Why not yet? Isn't Earth already right in front of us?" the adjutant asked.

Then he picked up the leg of the termite lying on the wood, looking like it was dead, took a deep breath, and shook it violently! "Respected Minister, please transform back into human form now, please!"

Termites struggle.

The mechanic in front of the screen turned around as if in a daze: "Earth doesn't have any planetary barrier at all..."

Seriously? They don't even have a planetary barrier? Are they really that hospitable?

Are humans a purely peaceful race?

"It's nothing, a small matter." The adjutant took a deep breath and forced a standard, friendly smile. "We can handle any race."

As it approached Earth, the alarm sounded a soft buzz, and the planetary projection revealed a blue and green planet enveloped in a white atmosphere.

Twelve pairs of eyes simultaneously turned to the slowly rotating holographic image of the Earth, and young Krim let out a soft "wow."

The Earth is small, but it is full of life.

The life detector showed countless lives on it.

It's remarkable that they can sustain so many lives.

A great planet.

"Keep the course."

Foreign Minister Greta finally transformed into human form, dressed in a suit and tie, looking quite respectable.

He was impeccably dressed and possessed an outstanding demeanor.

No one would ever discover that he was a salted fish who preferred to lie down peacefully.

"We'll arrive on Earth in twenty minutes. Remember to wrap the welcome gift package. And are all the vaccines ready? We need to get vaccinated if we encounter aliens. Raisa, where did His Highness the Crown Princess say he came from?"

"First Military Region. On the site of a country on Earth that was once known as the Flower Country." The adjutant circled the region on the star map.

"Then let's find an airport to land at in the First Military Region."

A veteran diplomat named Colin suggested, "I've heard there's a creature on Earth called a pigeon, a symbol of peace, often released at various grand occasions. Shall we take it?"

"No, no, the first thing to do upon arriving on Earth is to catch birds? That sounds so far-fetched."

The Foreign Minister gave a final reminder: "Check that nothing has been missed. This is the first contact between the Zerg and humans. We now represent our civilization; do not let our Empire be tainted by Zerg."

The diplomats tensed up again, each checking their attire and clothing.

Starlight flowed over twelve crisply pressed uniforms, spreading out like tributaries of the Milky Way on the metal floor of the diplomatic ship.

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The curved dome of the Chang'an Interstellar Spaceport Command Center gleamed with a cold white light, and a holographic star map slowly rotated on the circular glass conference table.

Major General Lin put on the communication headset and stared at the image appearing on the main screen.

The enormous silver outline of the alien ship is breaking through the stratosphere, and the surface of the ship, which does not belong to human technology, is covered with tens of thousands of metal lattices that reflect the brilliance of the rising sun.

"Report: An unidentified flying object is hovering directly above the airport." The radar operator's voice trembled slightly. "Estimated size: 4,000 meters; altitude: 50 kilometers; hovering; not using any known propulsion system!"

This completely violates the principles of dynamics and gravity.

Unless aliens have more advanced technology than us, this ship is completely integrated into Earth's magnetic field and is using Earth's geomagnetic field to levitate.

Major General Lin stood in front of the control console, his military uniform shoulder insignia gleaming with a bronze-gold luster in the red alarm light.

He squinted, staring at the motionless dot of light on the radar screen.

"Zoom in on the observation screen." He patted the radar operator on the shoulder, silently reassuring him.

The alien spaceship did not express any intention to attack; instead, it hovered directly above their spaceport, perhaps intending to land—it was a friendly gesture.

The legends in the US often involve aliens abducting humans, or aliens sneaking in and then running away... The aliens here are at least much stronger than them.

Flower growers are always ambitious; they don't strive for the best, but for something better.

As long as we are better than others, it's not a big problem.

Major General Lin looked at the wall of the aerospace command center's lobby, where the slogan "Humanity will eventually touch the stars" was engraved.

Humanity will eventually reach the stars.