Chapter 54: The Third Kind of tact (Part 3)

  "They are a highly evolved biological civilization... calling themselves the Zerg. They possess unparalleled strength and numbers. This race has only one goal: evolution. They travel through the universe, seeking out powerful beings on various ps, defeating them, and abs their abilities to evolve themselves..."

  Back at the United and, the bespectacled woman had lost her previous fidend was now filled with despondency. Although Miruune had shown her only a fra of the Zerg's history, the brief glimpse was enough to fill her with dread and fear.

  "..."

  The and room was dead silent as the oke. Everyone had mentally prepared themselves, but they were still shocked by the sheer brutality of these monsters. After a long pause, the elderly leader finally broke the silence.

  "Then... why did it... that Zerg, tell you this? Are they pnning to decre war on us humans?"

  "No..."

  The bespectacled woman shook her head with a strange smile. "You might find this hard to believe, but... in their eyes, we humans are insignifit. We possess no individual strength or special abilities. To the Zerg, we are like pebbles on the roadside, of no value whatsoever. Their only reason for being here is to fight those alieures we've been battling."

  At this point, the woman even managed a bitter smile. "It's ironic. Precisely because we are worthless to them, they don't bother with us. If we had any special powers nifit abilities, the Zerg would invade our p with all their might, ing eo further their evolution. This is a civilization pletely different from ours, even from what we imagihey are powerful, terrifying, and dangerous."

  "..."

  The people in the room ched their fists and gritted their teeth. No matter which try or race they came from, they were all human. They had ohought that humanity, having evolved for so many years, mastering advaeology and even starting to explore space, had the qualifications to unicate with extraterrestrial life. But now, they realized their pride was meaningless. To these aliens, humanity itself was worthless.

  What was even more humiliating was that because they were worthless, they were spared the Zerg's annihition. Otherwise, humanity might have been pletely wiped out. This realizatio everyoh mixed emotions.

  After a long silehe elderly leader sighed deeply and spoke. "Thank you for your efforts... you may go a."

  "Yes..."

  The bespectacled woman and Wang Dong nodded and turo leave. They too felt disheartened. Although humanity had been fighting the Mimid losing ground, at least those creatures could be killed with enough firepower. There was a sliver of hope that by studying the Mimics' remains, they might reverse-engineer superior teology and drive these monsters off Earth.

  After all, Earth was humanity's home. They were the rightful masters of this p. But the sudden arrival of the Zerg was like a cold sp in the face, shattering their dreams.

  The Zerg didn't care whether Earth beloo humanity because, to them, humans were as insignifit as ants. Would you care if a piece of nd beloo an ant?

  This left the leaders feeling deeply flicted. On one hand, they were relieved that they were not the Zerg's target. Oher, they felt humiliated and angry because they weren't even deemed worthy of being a target.

  Still, they were smart enough to avoid provoking the Zerg, who had stated they had no i in humanity. Acc to the bespectacled woman, the Zerg oh were merely a frontline unit. Their goal was to e the Mimics' genes and achieve a higher level of evolution. As per the "Hive Queen," ohey aplished this, they would leave, siderih too barren to be worth quering.

  In this situation, humans would have to be crazy to provoke the Zerg. Sihe Zerg showed no i in them, any possibility of further unication naturally disappeared.

  However, the bme had to be pced somewhere, so the journalist who had trespassed into the Zerg territory became the scapegoat.

  The United and not only bmed the failed unication on this reckless reporter but also charged him with vioting wartime military regutions, sending him to a military tribunal.

  Poor Dino, g any protagonist's luck, couldn't escape his fate. He and his two assistants were senteo death by the military court and promptly executed.

  Dino's as were recorded in history as he had wished—but not in the way he had hoped. The United aainly couldn't tell the public that "the Zerg had no i in unig with us and saw us as worthless."

  So, Dino's reckless intrusion ortrayed as a human provocation to an alien civilization, which subsequently closed off all els of unication and warned humans not to disturb them again.

  This provided a ve excuse for future inquiries about why they hadn't seized the opportunity to unicate with these alien visitors.

  The excuse usible because Dino had broadcasted his as live globally. Many people khat the journalist had daringly ehe aliens' territory, and while some appuded his bravery, many more feared his aight provoke a disaster.

  Thus, when the United and released their statement, the world reacted with e.

  The hard-won opportunity for peaceful unication with an alien civilization had been ruined by this damned fool! Dino, as he had wished, was etched into human history, likely to be remembered infamously feions. If human civilization survived, his name would forever be a mark of disgrace.

  Alex, meanwhile, paid little attention to the events in the human world. His focus was on the final battle against the Mimic aliens, which had reached its climax.

  The assault on Paris!

  The alien boss seemed to have realized Alex had discovered its existe gathered all its forces in Paris for a decisive battle against Alex. Thousands of Mimic aliens swarmed to defend their core.

  But to Alex and the Zerg, this meant nothing.

  Because they had the sacred F2 key linking them!

  Zerglings flooded into the city, g with the Mimics. tless explosioed as the Mimics tried to hold their ground, but the Zerg sressed on.

  A single Mimic might pierce through a Zergling, but the moment, it would be torn apart by the surrounding swarm.

  Even the flying Mimics mimig the Zerg were no match for the Mutalisks, the true rulers of the skies.

  From above, the Zerg formed a massive red circle around the city, gradually tightening until the ey was engulfed in a repulsive dark red hue.

  "Phew, finally done."

  Standing before the Louvre, Alex exhaled in relief, gazing at the giant glowing sphere before him.

  To be ho, there wasn't much to say about this battle. It was a simple F2A attack strategy, overwhelming the enemy with sheer numbers.

  Basically, it was a thousand Mimics against ten thousand Zerglings; the Mimics might kill two thousand Zerglings, but the remaini thousand would overruhe process was monotonous and straightforward.

  However, the boss core did pose some trouble. Realizing it couldn't defeat the Zerg, it ordered its "proxies" to it suicide, attempting to reset the situation.

  Alex, noting this, was surprised. He wasn't like Tom Cruise, willing to repy a battle hundreds of times.

  He had to order the Zerg to split their forces and secure the proxies at all costs befradually taking down the smaller foes.

  This strategy resulted in signifit Zerg losses, about a third of their forces. But Alex wasn't ed—resources were plentiful, and repts were easy to summon.

  Now, looking at the core, suspended in the air and bound by psioniergy, Alex felt it was all worth it.

  The alien boss core resembled a huge glowing orb, not purely energy but a blend of luminous getin, somethiween a solid and an energy form.

  Its glow was dimming, having taken a psionic hit from Alex during a desperate assassination attempt. Now, it was barely ging to life.

  "gratutions, Master, we have captured the target."

  Miruuood beside Alex, eyeing the glowing orb with anticipation.

  "Yes, but there's still one more step."

  Alex Miruune's words. The task wasn't plete—the core wasn't yet his, and the mission required him to "find and acquire" it.

  He had a pn for dealing with the core.

  "Miruune."

  Turning to the core, Alex issued his and.

  "Prepare the incubation pool. It's time for a modification."

  (End of Chapter)

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