For Messiah, his life was not supposed to be like this. As a noble Count of a powerful universe, he should enjoy his life. What war, what frontline, those things were best kept far away from him. Other than some God role-playing games, he had no thoughts about fighting and killing at all.
But it was a pity that the Skuru culture did not allow him to be a salted fish forever. As the cornerstone of the empire, the nobles had to contribute to this country. Whether it was all wars or sovereignty declarations, the nobles had to stand on the frontline.
If the Skuru had any problems that needed to be mobilized, the first round of mobilization would also be the nobles. The nobles enjoyed their rights, but they also had to fulfill their obligations. But damn it, Messiah did not want to patrol the frontline of the Cree like his companions.
Because it was too dangerous. If the other party knew that there was a Count here, the Cree fleet would rush over like crazy to kill him. That was what they did, killing these nobles to shock the other nobles, hoping to use this method to slowly disintegrate the fighting spirit of the Skuru people or something.
Messiah did not know if others had disintegrated, but he did not want to go to the frontline. He even refused to become a Super Skuru, because becoming a Super Skuru also required a lot of risk.
So when the mission to contact the Zetari people to attack a backward civilization planet appeared, Messiah began to actively sign up. At least after participating in this battle, he would not have to serve for a long time. Yes, he was a coward who only dared to bully the weak, but so what? Messiah knew himself very well.
Earthlings were also enemies. Didn't they also eat our kind or something? For revenge, the credit they brought was no less than patrolling the frontline. This was because this war would take a long time to travel back and forth. He gave up so much entertainment time in exchange for some credit, wasn't this what he deserved?
Originally, Messiah thought that this would be a devastating war that would only take a few Earth days to end everything. Then he could take the spaceship back home. Returning with glory and victory, he might even receive a reward from His Majesty the Emperor or something.
Everything was going well. Yes, everything should have gone according to plan.
But f * cking hell! Didn't they say that Earth was a backward civilization?! What was up with that overwhelming fleet of battleships?! Although it was not comparable to the Skuru fleet or the Cree fleet, nor could it compare to the fleet of the Milky Way's boss, the Nova Corps, it could compete with space pirates like the Zetari.
The ambush caught Messiah off guard. When he recovered from the panic, he had already become a glorious prisoner of Earth.
"Yes, come out. We need to do experiments! "A guy wearing an iron mask knocked on the cell door and spoke in the Galaxy Common Language. His tone was cold and cruel.
Originally, after being captured, the group of Skylu people had planned to escape or something. They wanted to use the Skylu people's transformation ability, especially since they had a super Skylu Raiga here. Therefore, they still had a chance. However, the evil Earthlings had injected them with something that had locked up all their abilities. Even Raiga had lost her ability to fight.
This news was terrible, but there was no way to change what had happened to everyone.
These evil Earthlings (mainly the guy with the iron mask) not only experimented on them, but also studied them. They also forced all kinds of confessions, such as why they came back to attack Earth and so on.
The evil iron-masked man was too scary. Messiah revealed to all the gods he knew and didn't know that this was the scariest guy he had ever seen in his life. In order to get the information he needed, he could use all kinds of torture to extort confessions. Everyone was tortured by him to the point that they were better off dead. Messiah told everything he knew and didn't know, and his spirit almost collapsed.
"Well, this is the Skylu Count. He's going crazy because of you. This doesn't seem very good. " Just when Messiah was about to go crazy, another gentle-looking man appeared. He was like a savior.
"We don't have a doctor here who can treat the alien's mental illness. If he's crazy, then so be it." The iron-masked man didn't care. His personality was as cold and cruel as his iron mask.
"Give him a break. Give him some entertainment and let his spirit recover." The gentle-looking man said something that changed Messiah's life.
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"Here, this is Messiah's residence." Dr. Destruction brought everyone to an overlook, where they could see the entire area where the Skylu captives were being held. And Messiah's residence was below.
The monitor was turned on 24 hours a day to observe the prisoners' every word and action.
"After obtaining enough information, dealing with these Skylu people was a problem. It would be too wasteful to kill them, so I teamed up with Richards to do a small social experiment. "Dum pointed to the image on the monitor and said.
"What is it?" Li Jie touched his chin and asked while looking at the monitor.
"You'll know when you see it." Dum smiled.
On the monitor, Messiah was sitting in the middle of the room, watching a TV. He was dressed very strangely, wearing a costume that looked like it came from a sci-fi movie in the 1980s. Li Jie asked suspiciously, "What is he wearing?"
"The flight officer uniform of the Endeavour?!" Tony recognized what Messiah was wearing at a glance. "What is he wearing this thing for?"
Dum spread his hands. "As I said, Richards and I did some small social experiments. We drew inspiration from Nightcrawler's idea of exporting cultural products to the Nova Corps. Since the Nova Corps can be invaded by culture, why not try it on other people? "
"We tried a lot of different things, using this batch of Skylu people to do experiments and reactions. The results were good, and some were not. The success rate was about 80%. However, Messiah's performance in the experiment was very stable. He is now extremely addicted to the world of Star Trek. We got him the costume of the Endeavour, and he couldn't wait to put it on. He often plays role-playing games in his room. "
Li Jie couldn't help but click his tongue after hearing this. "I'm afraid he's crazy!"
"Richards and I checked. Everything is normal." Dum shook his head and said the important conclusion of the social experiment he and Richards had done. "Through this social experiment, we came to a very important conclusion. The Skylu people are actually a people whose entertainment resources are seriously depleted. They are a people who do research and are bent on development. What do you think we should do for a civilization that lacks entertainment resources? "
Tony Stark said uncertainly, "Get them some entertainment products too? But it doesn't seem to be useful. The hatred between us and them can't be ended by watching two movies. "
Dum shook his head at Tony's answer. He looked at Li Jie. "I guess you should understand."
Li Jie frowned slightly. "You mean to use entertainment products (movies, TV, animation, etc.) to whitewash the earth?!"
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