Aliens on Earth [Interstellar]

Chapter 131: Extra 03

[Ah! It turned out that she was a female of the Rapp family. 】After Miraqi clapped her hands, she came close to Ji Lin's ear and whispered, 【Ji Lin, he's not easy to deal with. ]

　　Ji Lin was taken aback for a moment before realizing what Miraqi meant.

　　Resende's full name is Resende White. White is Resende's surname. People in the Mandel space also have a surname culture. This is what Ji Lin heard from Resende when he named the little pompom. Explained in detail.

　　Compared with people on Earth who use surnames solemnly—at least in the country where he has lived for more than 20 years, people in the Mandel space decide what surname to use and the form of the surname is much more casual. There are no fixed rules, and there is no customary habit. The surname can be made up by oneself, and the surname can be placed before, after or in the middle of the first name. Under normal circumstances, only the strong will add a surname to their own name. 

         The surname is equivalent to a name. The weak add a surname to themselves, which will only give people a sense of overreaching and funny. When a strong person creates a power or family, people in the power or family can use or inherit that surname, but——in the power or family, those who are not strong enough are not allowed to announce their surnames in public. In other words, for those who dare not declare their surnames in public, this Philip has the strength and talent by no means weak.

　　By the way, in the Mandel Starfield, when a person is strong enough to a certain extent, the presence of his name will be stronger than that of his surname. For example, Resende, compared with his surname, his name can make people feel more confident about his strength. an immediate impression. All in all, in the surname culture, it actually reflects that the people of the Mandel Starfield respect the supremacy of personal strength.

　　[Since he dared to reveal his surname, it seems that he is probably the owner of four generations of Lama grass. ] Miraqi said to Ji Lin.

　　The owner of the four generations of Lama grass, the strength represents the first-class level among the females in the Mandel star field. As for having three generations of Lamagrass females, that is super standard, and the number of them is very small. As far as their Candozi planet is concerned, the female who has three generations of Ramagrass is known to be the head of their college. As for Ji Lin who owns the first-generation Ramagrass, this is a special case beyond common sense, and almost no one in the Mandel Starfield believes it is true. But Milaqi is also a special case. Ji Lin told him it was true, and he believed it without hesitation.

　　[Yes, I have four generations of Lama grass. how? Scared? 】Fili challenged Ji Lin.

　　[Since you know that your Lama grass is the fourth generation, where do you have the confidence to think that you can win the first generation of Lama grass? ] Milaqi picked out his ears, and retorted, [There is level suppression among Lama grasses, and the level difference between Lama grasses cultivated as weapons is not too big, and the sense of suppression is not obvious, but the first generation of Lama grass is different , they have absolute suppressive force on the cultivated Lama grass. Therefore, the capture of wild Lama grass has always been done by males. These are all the knowledge in the elementary school textbooks, you haven't learned it, have you? 】

　　【I don't believe his Lama grass is the first generation at all! ] Feili glanced at Miraqi, and then locked his eyes on Ji Lin again, 【Fake ones are afraid to fight. ]

　　[ I don't have time. 】After Ji Lin finished speaking, he planned to avoid Philip who was standing in front of him. Butler Yuntai was still waiting for him at the door, and the little pompom was still waiting for him, he didn't want to waste time here at all.

　　【Do not have time? I think it's a guilty conscience! 】Fei Li led people to block Ji Lin's way,【Afraid that the lies would be revealed and he would lose his identity as the partner of Marshal Leisende. However, false things will be seen through one day, why not let me help you now. 】

　　After being pestered repeatedly, Ji Lin also began to have emotions. He has been used to temper by Leisende recently. He didn't care about this person's doubts, but he said that Leisende seemed like a fool, he could be fooled by anyone, and he repeated it again and again, which made Ji Lin feel very uncomfortable. Moreover, because of the movement on their side, the number of onlookers is gradually increasing, and now there are three floors inside and three floors outside. If you don't want to fight, it will probably take a lot of time to leave. It's better to make a quick decision after the fight, and you may be able to go home early.

　　[Where to fight? ] Ji Lin frowned and asked.

　　【arena. 】

　　The arena that Feili mentioned was in the academy, and it was not far from them. Not long after, Ji Lin and Feili entered the arena together.

　　The periphery of the arena is the auditorium, and the center is the competition field. When the competition starts, a transparent protective wall will be raised around the competition venue to prevent accidents from harming innocent spectators.

　　After Fei Li and Ji Lin entered the arena, Starfield Internet exploded, and people who got the news rushed to tell each other. The students in the college took advantage of the right time and place, the competition venue was in the arena of the college, and it was time for lunch break, so the teachers and students of the college seized the opportunity and started rushing to the arena. Those who doubted and were curious about Ji Lin's Lama grass, or those who believed it was the first generation of Lama grass and had torn it up with others on Starfield Network, finally had the opportunity to find out.

　　Seeing more and more people in the auditorium, Ji Lin frowned uncomfortably. Feili had already entered the competition stage, Ji Lin looked away, thinking of finishing it quickly and going home, he lifted his foot and walked towards the competition stage.

　　When Ji Lin stepped onto the stage, Miraqi turned and walked to the auditorium, and sat down next to the group of people who followed Feili.

　　【What are you doing here? 】The female closest to Miraqi turned her head to look at him with hostility.

　　[Looking at you, prevent you from playing tricks! ] Miraqi said with a smile.

　　【You...】 That woman stood up abruptly, glaring at Miraqi.

　　【Want to fight? ] Miraqi raised her head towards the female.

　　【come! I...]

　　[Sara. 】The male next to the female pulled him and made him sit down, then his gaze fell on Miraqi, 【Have I seen you somewhere? 】

　　Milaqi shrugged: 【Anyway, I haven't seen you. 】

　　【Is your name Miraqi? ]

　　[Why did I tell you? ]

　　[I see. 】

　　The male nodded and looked away, and the group of people whispered a few words to each other after listening, looked at Miraqi again, and then fell silent.

　　Miraqi, the champion of the Candoz Lama Grass Competition three years ago, was a sensation at the time, but he did not appear to accept the award after that, nor did he accept interviews. Three years later, the vividness that left him in people's memory has faded, but it has not disappeared. After being reminded, those who know him can recall his toughness.

　　After Ji Lin and Feili stood face to face on the competition platform, the transparent protective wall around them rose, and the floating spherical video recorder outside the wall began to work. The auditorium fell silent, and everyone used their optical brains to turn on the star domain network and began to broadcast the game live.

　　Ji Lin basically has no experience in fighting with Lama grass. The only thing he can refer to is the time against the third generation Lama grass of the Jinsha mercenary group Aris. However, Aris did not intend to fight Ji Lin that time. Not really a fight. But through that time, Ji Lin is very clear about the ability of the first generation of Lama grass to suppress other cultivated Lama grass, and he is still very confident in his own Lama grass to deal with the fourth generation.

　　[I only produce one plant of Lama grass, you can do whatever you want, don't say I'm bullying if you lose, you are the female who claims to have the first generation of Lama grass. ]

　　Fili waved his hand after finishing speaking. A cactus-shaped Lama grass with needles all over its body and a metallic luster fell on the competition platform in front of him, and then quickly grew to the height of a person, looking very domineering and mighty. .

　　Hearing the exclamation sounded from the audience outside the arena, Fei Li looked proud and continued to say to Ji Lin, [Or, you admit here that it is just a lie that you own the first-generation Lama grass, and I can let you go. You don't want to get hurt either, do you? ]

　　Ji Lin didn't have time to talk to Fei Li, the six Lama grasses were arguing together in his mind, vying to get on the field, each of them bursting with desire to perform. Ji Lin is not Lamacao who intends to kill Fei Li, although the other party came to find fault, but it is not so deep as a sea of ​​hatred. After thinking for a while, I finally decided to use small bean sprouts.

　　Little Bean Sprout crawled out of Ji Lin's pocket, and landed lightly on the ground. His one-finger tall figure tried to stand upright, trying to look tall and mighty. Those in the auditorium who were recording the live broadcast zoomed in one after another, and those who were not recording the live broadcast turned on the light screen equipped next to the seat to zoom in. Looking at the little bean sprouts shaking two young leaves, Qiqi fell into silence.

　　【What do you mean? 】Fei Li's face was ugly, he felt that Ji Lin was insulting him. Although the ability of Lama grass is not judged by size, but the plant is so small, it is completely Lama grass in the seedling stage!

　　【let's start. 】After Ji Lin finished speaking, the remaining five Lama plants ran out of his pocket, lay on his shoulders, wrapped around his arms, stretched out their stems and leaves, and watched the show with great interest.

　　[In this case, don't blame me for being rude. ] After Feili finished speaking, he issued an attack instruction to his Lama grass.

　　[Little bean sprouts, it's fine to scare me casually, don't mess around. ] Ji Lin said to Little Bean Sprout in his mind.

　　[I know~] Little Bean Sprout said, posing with its white roots, took a step forward in what he thought was a very mighty and majestic posture, and then—everyone present saw an unimaginable scene.

　　Little Bean Sprout took a small step forward, and Fei Li's Lama grass stopped when it was about to attack; Little Bean Sprout took another step forward, and Fei Li's Lama Grass began to retreat.

　　Fei Li kept urging his Lama grass to come forward in his mind, but what he received was emotional feedback from Lama grass that he was afraid.

　　Is Ji Lin's Lama grass really the first generation of Lama grass? This, this is impossible! There will be no such possibility...

　　Just when Feili kept denying in his heart, the small Lama grass, which had to be watched carefully, shook its leaves, and then suddenly pulled out countless branches and leaves, and quickly grew bigger , the surface of the intertwined vine leaves surfaced to reveal a silver metal surface, and soon a huge barrel-shaped robot appeared on the competition platform. Fili was so frightened that he retreated to the edge of the competition platform and fell to the ground. His Lama grass had also shrunk and hid in his arms.

　　[Then, what is that? 】 Someone in the auditorium shouted.

　　[It's a household cleaning robot, the latest model...]

　　​​[Why does Lamacao become a cleaning robot? 】

　　[It, it is still getting bigger! 】

　　【Ah! The mechanical arm cracked the protective wall! ]

　　[Above! Look up! Going to hit the dome! 】

　　Ji Lin was also unpreparedly stunned by the sudden change of Little Bean Sprout. He stared dumbfounded at the chassis of the sweeping robot, which blocked his vision in the blink of an eye, until the robotic arm hit the protective wall, sending out a shock and an alarm , brought Ji Lin back to his senses.

　　[Small bean sprouts! stop! ] Ji Lin shouted at the cleaning robot above.

　　The robot, which continued to grow bigger and was about to burst through the protective wall, stopped suddenly and stopped growing in size.

　　Ji Lin: 【Change back. 】

　　After Ji Lin's voice fell, the robot shrank rapidly, and instantly transformed back into a small seedling, which fluttered in the air and landed on top of Ji Lin's head. The roots grabbed Ji Lin's hair, and the leaves rubbed against the top of Ji Lin's head.

　　Ji Lin grabbed the little bean sprouts from the top of his head with a blank expression, gently pulled its leaves, and taught: 【Who told you to do this? ]

　　[What you said...]

　　[I said to scare them, who told you to scare me too? Didn't know to tell me before doing this. ]

　　[I, I suddenly thought of it! ]

　　[It suddenly occurred to me that the cleaning robot at home is suitable for scaring? 】

　　Little Bean Sprout stopped talking, and rubbed Ji Lin's fingers flatteringly.

　　Ji Lin raised his head, but it was too late for him to shout, a big hole was opened in the dome, and the gravel was still falling down. Looking at the messy scene on the test stage, and the protective walls that were basically all broken on all sides, I felt a little dark in front of my eyes-how much should I pay?