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

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That evening, Minister Greta transformed back into human form and administered inhibitors to herself.

I just finished the injection of the inhibitor, and my stomach feels sore because my reproductive cavity hasn't had time to shrink back yet.

It feels a little strange, like there's something stuffed inside my stomach.

It's okay, just get over it. It's just a little illusion, nothing serious.

So what if it almost couldn't walk back because its legs were weak from hatching? It was a bit embarrassing for the bug, but at least it didn't embarrass humans.

As long as the insect wasn't dropped in front of humans, then roughly speaking, no insect was dropped.

The Imperial White Pearl lay peacefully on the recliner, waiting for the illusion to subside.

The inhibitor had just taken effect, and my hands and feet had just regained some strength when the personal computer on the table next to me suddenly went off.

"?" White Pearl looked up.

He reached his hand onto the table and touched the personal computer.

I opened one eye and saw the information on the quantum computer.

The screen displayed a text message from the head of the official media: "Minister Greta, His Highness the Crown Prince's fleet is approaching the Milky Way and is expected to arrive on Earth no later than 14 PM the following day. Please communicate with humanity in advance."

The moment I saw it clearly, I sat up from the recliner!

Holy crap, I was startled awake from my deathbed.

Their crown prince has finally arrived.

14 PM the next day? That's too tight a timeframe. So fast.

However, since we had already informed the humans and the Crown Prince that they would be coming during our first meeting, it shouldn't be considered presumptuous.

Minister Greta put the quantum computer on her wrist to prevent missing any messages.

Should we notify the human side now?

No, no, no need to rush.

It's too late tonight to communicate with the human leaders. I'll formally inform them tomorrow.

Humans probably wouldn't find them troublesome, right? Probably not.

As long as humans aren't stupid, they probably won't refuse the crown prince.

Minister Greta urgently contacted his adjutant, instructing him to communicate with the human leader's adjutant and schedule a meeting for tomorrow.

Then he sat cross-legged on a recliner and worshipped the insect god, praying for human intelligence.

May the insect god protect us, and may humanity not cause any trouble tomorrow.

Brothers, brothers, do you know how many races want to curry favor with our Crown Prince but can't?

A level-five civilization has practically delivered itself to our doorstep. Don't be a fool, seize the opportunity, okay, brother?

Do you want to leapfrog development? Do you want to upgrade rapidly? Do you want to become a great power? Do you want to save thousands of years of effort?

We've captured the Zerg, we've captured the Crown Prince, and so it will happen, it will all happen.

The Emperor of the Universe is not on the same level as these useless diplomats.

Please don't let us down, human brothers.

We absolutely must establish diplomatic relations, my human brothers.

He also wants to get married in human society.

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At daybreak, Minister Greta's adjutant urgently contacted Commander-in-Chief Qi's adjutant on Earth.

Their leaders generally cannot communicate directly; their adjutants must first communicate and schedule a meeting.

Both adjutants were among the best of the best, efficient and quick to get the procedures done.

The Earth side invited Minister Greta to the First Military District Command Headquarters for talks at 10:00 a.m.

When Minister Greta got out of the car at the entrance of the First Military District Command, he was once again impeccably dressed in a suit and tie, looking perfectly presentable.

What incubation, what immobility—that's utter nonsense.

Regardless of their internal behavior, the foreign ministry's image is always professional.

It's exactly three minutes to ten o'clock.

Very good, very punctual.

Minister Greta raised her hand to adjust the hidden earpiece behind her ear, which was connected to the adjutant's earpiece on the diplomatic ship.

「宇宙历4299年9月16日。地球历3311年9月21日。温度28℃，湿度62%，气压101.3kPa。」副官的声音在耳麦里响起，「耳麦运转正常，与人类方面约定时间早上十点整。已接入地球外事通讯网。已连接戚总司令副官。」

The sound of military boots clattering came from the marble steps.

Human Commander-in-Chief Qi and the Director of the Alliance, along with human protocol officials, walked to the other side of the steps.

"Minister Greta." Commander-in-Chief Qi nodded to Minister Greta.

The Alliance Director was quite old, an elderly man with a full head of white hair, and Commander-in-Chief Qi was gently supporting his hand on one side.

The Alliance Director smiled and spoke with Minister Greta: "You're right on time, Minister Greta."

Minister Greta smiled at him and gestured for the elder to go first, a basic courtesy in Liernia.

"You're too kind. Punctuality is a fundamental principle of interstellar diplomacy."

Since he was so polite, the Alliance Director naturally couldn't take advantage of his seniority and accepted the offer directly.

The two sides politely yielded to each other at the door twice before walking together into the council chamber.

The suspended doors of the conference hall have opened to both sides, and the hall is very spacious, allowing ten people to walk side by side.

They all went inside at the same time.

In the center of the conference hall is a huge C-shaped oval conference table, with a holographic projection displaying the Milky Way's spiral arm star map that humans have already explored.

Minister Greta and the human officials took their seats, and the meeting began.

Earth's security has always been the responsibility of the First Military Region.

Commander-in-Chief Qi took the microphone first.

"The Chang'an Aerospace Command Center received your fleet's interstellar visit notification last night." Commander-in-Chief Qi pulled up the encrypted report that Major General Lin had urgently sent over last night and looked at Minister Greta: "Minister Greta, we need to confirm with you whether it is your Crown Prince's fleet that has arrived?"

Minister Greta, supporting Mai, confirmed: "Yes. The visiting fleet is indeed the joint fleet of Crown Prince Skylarway and Crown Princess Takaten."

The Human Alliance Director said, "This is the first time humanity has hosted members of an alien royal family; we have absolutely no experience. Minister Greta, may I ask what your civilization's reception procedures are?"

Upon hearing this, the officials from the Human Protocol Department all looked up, picked up their electronic pens, and gazed expectantly at Minister Greta.

The holographic projection's light formed pale blue spots on the surface of their pupils, like some kind of hopeful, shimmering water.

Earth has never hosted members of extraterrestrial civilizations before, so every little bit we learn now is valuable experience.

"Of course, no problem." Minister Greta raised his hand and projected a light screen in mid-air using his personal computer.

He placed his hands flat on the screen, and the sensors immediately lit up, scanning his ten fingerprints.

The deep blue authorized light strip connected to the holographic projection in the center of the conference table, and the holographic projection on the human conference table immediately turned into an image of the Prince's fleet.

"His Highness Crown Prince Cale Lorius and His Highness Crown Princess Takaten are scheduled to arrive in near-Earth orbit at 14 PM Earth time today. The main ship will be the Crown Prince's ship, accompanied by six ceremonial escort ships, for a total of seven ships."

The projection showed thumbnails of seven ships.

The honor guard consisted of seven ships, which was indeed not many.

Protocol officials took photos of the fleet's thumbnail and worked out contingency plans for special circumstances.

"The Crown Prince's escort fleet will only provide ceremonial escort in geosynchronous orbit. When approaching the atmospheric entrance, all the ceremonial escort ships will remain in space, and only the Crown Prince's ship will make a near-ground landing. A photon cannon salute may be arranged during the near-ground landing, but please don't worry, the cannonballs and fireworks are holographically projected petals and will not have any destructive power."

Commander-in-Chief Qi confirmed the fleet size: "Understood."

Minister Greta then zoomed in on the projection of the Crown Prince's flagship: "However, there is another more urgent issue: your airport berths are a bit too small. The Crown Prince's flagship is the most advanced starship in Liernia, much larger than our diplomatic ships, and the berths at Chang'an Airport are not large enough."

"That's not a problem. We will build the largest starship berth in our East China Sea." The Alliance Director confidently didn't ask about the specific size of the Crown Prince's flagship, and even made a small joke: "As long as the size of the starship does not exceed the size of the sea area, it can be docked."

"Thank you very much." Minister Greta took it seriously and drew a checkmark on the starship berth.