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"What are Mudins?"

When Liu Xingquan asked this sentence, the Zejin had already left the Dantogo Starport, where the dark tide was turbulent, and carried out a long-distance jump teleportation through the jump station.

Their transition was extremely smooth, but Ren Anzhi developed very severe symptoms of seasickness. His face was pale and he vomited profusely. He is now resting in his dormitory.

Liu Xingquan scanned the crowd. Except for Ren An who was not in the command room, the others, Captain Madara, Ms. Fei, the three brothers Liu Guan and Zhang, and his friend Xiaozhen all had complex expressions that could not be explained in words.

The cause of the incident was that after the Zejin jumped out of the jump vortex, Ms. Fei received a communication from the Interstellar Control Bureau. The content of this communication was "Warning! Warning! Warlord Mudin has been detected in this star field. Please ship Be vigilant!"

After this warning was broadcast, everyone in the command room fell silent until Liu Xingquan asked a question.

"What's Mudding Dip?"

"It's a general."

"What is Namudin Warlord?"

"It's the leader of a group of Mudin people, the kind who can fight."

"What is Namudin?"

Xiaozhen turned his head and didn't answer again.Liu Bei smiled wryly and said nothing, and everyone else in the command room had a subtle and helpless expression.Liu Xingquan was suspicious, and couldn't help but asked again: "What the hell are the Muding people?"

"The enemy of the Galactic Federation." Mr. Cat walked into the command room and said.

"Enemy??" Liu Xingquan looked at the faces of the people around him, and he couldn't help feeling tense, "Is it the Izel alien?"

"Unlike Izel Alien." Liu Bei said, "They can communicate."

"Oh, why do you say they are enemies?"

"Although the Muding people can communicate, they refuse to join the Galactic Federation and refuse to obey the leadership of the Itami Council." Guan Yu said, "They are a group of bloodthirsty and rude barbarians."

Mr. Cat said: "Barbarian? Hehe, the official announcement is indeed so."

"What's wrong with that?"

"Mudin people are very special." Xiaozhen said, "I will update you on the common sense of the galaxy." He coughed and cleared his throat, "The new common sense is, don't mess with the Mudin people."

Liu Xingquan blinked: "You mean, the Mudin people are the same galactic nobles as the Xilin people?"

"The Mudin people are completely different from the Xilin nobles." Xiaozhen said, "In a sense, the Mudin people are more arrogant, or even more unreasonable."

"what do you mean?"

"Uh, let's put it this way, the invasion of the Ezel aliens is a major event that the entire Galactic Federation must pay attention to. And the invasion of the Mudins... the Itami Council doesn't pay that much attention." Xiao Zhen said.

"Why? Aren't they all enemies?"

Mr. Mao said: "According to statistics, in the past two standard ephemeris years, there have been more than 900 wars between the Galactic Federation and the Mudin people, excluding minor frictions that have not been reported."

Liu Xingquan suddenly realized: "I understand, is there too much to manage?"

Xiaozhen shook his head, "Actually, there were no casualties in these wars."

"what?"

"In the battle with the Mudin, they will indeed kill many soldiers of the Galactic Federation. But after the war, they will heal all the wounds of the other side before retreating, and the corpses that died in their hands will be all Resurrection. Then, a conclusion is reached without any casualties."

"Ah ah?"

"That's what the Mudin people are like. When they want to fight, they deliberately sail the ship near a certain planet, and then provoke them brazenly. If the local people ignore it or ask for peace talks, they will kill them. In this case, no matter what Anyone will resist him. The end of this war depends on whether the Mudin people are satisfied."

"This……"

"When the locals fight with them enough, they will mercifully resurrect all the victims who died in this war, and then leave as if nothing happened. They don't rob resources, and they don't actually kill people. Although there are real losses, past events have proved that fighting the Mudins is futile. So now the Galactic Federation is almost letting the Mudins invade. "

"This, sounds a bit weird."

"Yes, do you understand? War is a pastime in their eyes, a team building activity. Whether you want it or not, whether it's life or death, the initiative is in their hands. You have to dance with them. If they are not satisfied, those who died in this war are really dead. If they are satisfied, those who were killed by them will be resurrected."

"Wait a minute, the Muding people's technological power is too high." Liu Xingquan exclaimed, "Can they bring people back to life?"

"It's limited to those who died under their hands." Xiao Zhen said, "Their weapons are a bit special. Of course, if they want to ignore them, then the dead are the real dead."

Ms. Fei nodded: "Yes, the Mudin people's technology is a mystery. Someone once wanted to steal the Mudin people's weapons and explore their secrets..."

"The final result is that the race entered the black hole together with the parent star." Mr. Cat continued.

"what……"

Xiaozhen said: "If you think about it, you know, since they have the weapons to kill you and bring you back to life, and they can provoke you without any scruples, their technological strength must be far superior to most galactic civilizations."

Liu Xingquan's expression was stiff: "So the more than 1 wars that Mr. Mao just mentioned were all just for fun?"

"War is a very important element in the traditional culture of the Mudin people, they call it Ariq."

"Aric?"

"Similar to the spirit of Olympia on Earth."

"Okay, I understand." Liu Xingquan shouted, "Is this still a sporting event?"

"Yes to the Mudin."

"..." Liu Xingquan retorted, "That's not right, Muding's technological skills are so high, this kind of war is crushing. I think this is like a male transgender competition for a female event, and it is unfair from the beginning. "

"You are wrong. The spirit of Arik is very sacred to the Mudin people." Xiaozhen said seriously, "The Mudin people respect their opponents very much. They will not use armaments that are too high in technological level to fight .During the battle, it is common for Mudin people to die. They don't care about winning or losing. What they yearn for is the spirit of Arik, fighting fairly until they enjoy themselves."

"The thing is, it's their definition of not having a good fucking time," Zhang Fei said.

"That's right!" Xiaozhen clapped his hands, "This is where the Muding people are in trouble."

"I can already feel it!" Liu Xingquan said, "There must be something wrong with this intelligent race during its evolution!"

"In short, it is a very troublesome race." Xiaozhen said.

"Very, troublesome." Captain Madara repeated.

"That's right. According to Yan Zhen, what you mean is that they are very warlike." Liu Xingquan pondered, "You told me about the Nansai people before, and you said that the Nansai people are the most warlike Homo sapiens race in the galaxy."

"Yes." Xiaozhen said.

"Wouldn't it be the best solution to hand over the Mudin people to the Nansai people, and let them fight the warlike race against the warlike race?"

"No!!! It's a nightmare!" The people in the command room yelled in unison.

"what?"

"The Nansai people's warlike tradition is also very unreasonable." Xiaozhen said, "They don't know what is enough. Once they fight, they will fight with the Mudin people in a dark way, even if the Mudin people leave as much as they like. Keep pestering each other. What's more terrible is that if those Nansay people who died in the war are resurrected by the Mudin people, these spiritually clean fighters will feel insulted and commit suicide in anger."

"Since, suicide?"

"The Mudin people can only resurrect the ones they killed with their own hands, not the death caused by your suicide." Xiaozhen spread his hands, "So once the Nansai people collide with the Mudin people, the result will be very tragic. Well, all the Nansai clan will be completely wiped out."

"..."

"The Nansai people still have quite a few clans. I really thank the Muding people for not staring at them to provoke them." Zhang Fei laughed.

Liu Bei said: "Third brother, be careful what you say. If the Nansai people hear what you say, it will be a duel where one side will die." Zhang Fei grabbed his head and closed his mouth.

Xiaozhen said: "After the above introduction, you should now understand the meaning of the common sense of the galaxy 'Don't mess with the Mudin people'."

Liu Xingquan said, "I have one more question."

"what?"

"Galaxy common sense, don't anger the Xilin people, don't anger the Mudin people." Liu Xingquan said with fingers, "Then what if the Xilin people meet the Mudin people?"

"This is..."

An alarm communication suddenly came into the command room.

Captain Madara glanced at the communication and immediately rushed to the door: "Ren Anzhi touched the button by mistake and was about to drown on the water bed!!"

"It's really a deja vu direction." Liu Xingquan murmured.

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Messages are coming in.Source unknown vessel.

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[Mudin. ] (noise of radio waves)

Cut off the message.

Messages are coming in.Source unknown vessel.

【Hi, Mudin people. ] (Strong radio noise.)

Cut off the message.

Messages are coming in.Source unknown vessel.

[Hey, Mu-Ding-ren! ] (Very strong radio noise.)

Cut off the message.

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Sent: Mudin no one called hello.Please use diplomatic etiquette in addressing yourself.

Messages are coming in.Source unknown vessel.

[General Tu. ] (Noise of radio waves.)

Cut off the message.

Messages are coming in.Source unknown vessel.

[The leader of the Iron Heart War Gang, the Mudin Warlord General Tu who is too idle to panic. 】(Slight radio noise.)

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SEND: I hope this newsletter will feature some more constructive information exchange.Shirin, I have to point out that you prefixed my title with a very disrespectful adjective.

Messages are coming in.Source unknown vessel.

【I am not from Xilin.Please use diplomatic etiquette in addressing yourself. ] (Very strong radio noise.)

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Sent: Master of Loya's Nest, Duke Jill, what are you doing?

Messages are coming in.Source unknown vessel.

[One requirement, the battle group of the Mudins must not attack the Zejin. ] (noise of radio waves)

Attached is the relevant information of Zejin. (downloading)

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Sent: Hehe, Duke Gil, please remember that no one can interfere with the Aric object chosen by the Mudin.

Messages are coming in.Source unknown vessel.

[The price is a clue from the black box meeting. ] (noise of radio waves)

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Send: deal.