Chapter 8

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Sarlatian (level 2.5 civilization), Mocalian (level 1.8 civilization), Selkian (level 3 civilization)…” George was walking back home as he muttered the names of several aliens and their civilization levels.

Currently, there were only three aliens in the alien chat group. Two of them had a civilization level above 2.0, and one of them had a civilization level of 1.8.

George was not sure what criteria the aliens used to classify their civilizations, but it was obvious that level 1.8 meant that the alien was of a lower level civilization than the other two high-level civilizations.

After all, he had only been in the alien chat group for a short time of fewer than three days.

The sky had already darkened. After the commotion caused by the day’s procession, the entire street was filled with a burnt smell.

This smell made people uncomfortable, and George was no exception. He frowned and quickened his pace.

After a few minutes, George hurriedly opened the locked door and entered his apartment.

The first thing he did was to go to the bedroom and get his phone from the bedside table.

“Oh my God! The battery is dead!”

George had no choice but to hurriedly find his charger to charge his phone.

While waiting for the battery to be charged, he replayed the events that had just happened in his mind.

The fact that Anna was not human was already shocking enough.

But now that he had calmed down, George realized a problem: he did not have the power to change the things around him now.

And he had accidentally obtained the alien chat group system. If his speculations were right, it would become the norm for him to encounter unexpected events like Anna’s in the future.

However, he was still very weak and was still lacking the ability to handle unexpected events.

This made George feel very distressed.

At this time, the phone showed that the battery had been charged to 5% and he could turn on his phone.

After a short wait, the screen in front of him lit up and the phone was turned on successfully.

George looked at the lower right corner of the screen where the chat group software was, and a red 99+ was displayed.

This meant that during the time he was away, there had been more than 99 messages in the alien chat group.

“So many messages… What did the aliens say?”

George immediately clicked on the screen and entered the alien chat interface.

Messages flashed past his eyes quickly.

There were a lot of messages in the chat, so George could only use his hand to scroll the progress bar up to find the conversations he thought were useful.

It didn’t take long before George finally found a piece of information related to him.

He glanced at the person who had sent the message. It was the Sarlatian (level 2.5 civilization) who had previously sent the red packet.

[Let me tell you an important piece of information. I asked my planet’s oracle, and that newcomer can be confirmed to be from a super civilization that far surpasses us!]

As soon as George saw this piece of information, he guessed that it was probably because he had not spoken in the chat group, and that had caused the aliens to be unable to understand him.

It seemed like he had done the right thing by maintaining a distance and a sense of mystery to make the other party feel that he was unfathomable. Furthermore, George didn’t show his civilization level in the chat group, thus he had successfully tricked the high-level alien civilizations to make them think that he was from a super civilization in the universe.

Following this, he continued to read the messages in the chat group.

Mocalian (level 1.8 civilization): [Is the newcomer really from a super civilization? No, I shouldn’t call him a newcomer, I should address him with respect! But, I don’t know what to call him…]

Selkian (level 3 civilization): [A super civilization! That is a universe faction with a civilization level of more than 5.0. It could destroy us with the ease that we destroy low-level civilizations!]

Selkian (level 3 civilization): [Damn you Sarlatian. It was you who insisted on sending a red packet to the chat group, but the other party didn’t even take a fancy to the prize. If you anger the super civilization and they launch an attack on Planet Selka, I swear we will destroy Planet Sarla before we die!]

When George saw that the Selkian in the chat group was starting to issue threats, his first impression was that this alien had a bad temper.

At the same time, he imagined the appearance of the Selkians in his mind and couldn’t help but murmur in a low voice, “The Selkians should look very scary, just like the ugly alien creature in ‘Men in Black’ !”

As George’s fingers scrolled through the screen, the messages in the chat group were skimmed by him one by one.

Just as he was about to finish reading all the messages, a very valuable message finally appeared.

This message was sent by the Mocalian, who had the lowest civilization level of 1.8 in the chat group.

[Everyone, as you know, the Mocalians were born to control space. Therefore, soon, our space technology will be greatly improved. This will allow us to skip past level 2 and directly become a level 3 civilization or above!]

Under this message, the Selkian immediately expressed his doubts.

[A level 3 civilization? If you’re not spouting nonsense, how long will it take? You should know that the consequences of deceiving a high-level civilization are very serious. The price is the destruction of the civilization!]

Hiss!

George saw that whenever there was a sharing of technology or results in the chat group, the Selkian would jump out immediately to mock or even threaten the other party.

Presumably, the superiority the Selkian felt from being from a high-level civilization had made it so that he couldn’t put down his arrogance.

After the Selkian finished saying sarcastic words, the Sarlatian who had sent the red packet also expressed his opinion.

[Mocalian, how long will the technological breakthrough you just mentioned take?]

Mocalian: [Oh, I can’t tell you the duration, this is our secret!]

After George, who had been checking the alien chat group, read all the messages, he understood that it was very difficult to upgrade one’s civilization level in the universe.

Even for the aliens in the chat group, the time they needed to upgrade their civilizations to a higher level was probably measured in the units of hundreds of millions of Earth years, or even longer.

After all, Earth years was a very short time unit in the universe.

George majored in space physics in university, so he knew very well that there was no commonality in the measurement of time in the universe. Usually, a galaxy explosion would last for hundreds of millions or even tens of billions of years.

At this time, a new message popped up in the chat group. George saw that it was the Mocalian who was sharing the results on space technology.

[Everyone, I have already sent the latest space research results to the group file. Please do check it out!]

“Hmm? The latest space research?”

This aroused George’s great interest. He immediately clicked on the chat group file.

Sure enough, a video had just been uploaded.

As his finger touched the screen, the video was opened..