In this sigh and discussion, the public trial process came to an end for a while, and all the Badits who were interrogated returned to prison.

Next, the government set up a special alien civilization processing department to engage in contact and negotiation with these aliens.

When they returned to prison, the prince felt relieved. What they feared the most was to be executed directly, so even if they had great skills, they would have no choice... Some brainless civilizations were like this. They killed the prisoners directly without considering any interests.

Anyway, "death reprieve" is already a relatively acceptable result, at least it means that there will be a certain buffer in the past few years.

His mind was thinking quickly: "Fortunately, this civilization is smart enough, restrained enough, and puts interests first to a certain extent..."

"As long as we can not execute the death penalty, there is room for negotiation later. We show greater value and at least we can win better living benefits... Alas, this is the only way, take one step at a time... Let me think about it, let me think about it again."

Soon, the Badits who were waiting in prison also learned the verdict, which caused great panic.

Five years, for their long life, is just a very short time, just like two months for human beings.

Many Badits were detained alone and had no companions to discuss. When they heard this, they were extremely psychologically stressed and began to roar loudly nervously, smashing their heads to their heads and even trying to commit suicide!

The occurrence of these strange situations also made the human soldiers guarding flock.

There is no so-called standard, the greatest fear is.

In 5 years, the so-called major meritorious service... But what is a major meritorious service?

Isn’t the size of everything in the hands of humans?

Every Badit knows that the knowledge in their minds is the most important, and this is their biggest bargaining chip, and it is impossible to simply hand over it over... In their civilization, there are also proverbs like "the cunning rabbit dies and the lackeys cook".

But if you don't hand over it, you will be executed in five years.

"Dear human leaders...the result of such a judgment is a kind of extrajudicial mercy, but in panic, all the Badits will certainly doubt the authenticity of the result. They will hand over some of the knowledge, but it is impossible to hand over all of the knowledge."

"Five years are a very short period of time for our lives."

"According to our philosophy, all efforts must have visible expected returns, even slaves should do this."

"If you work diligently for a while, donate the knowledge in your mind, and are still sentenced to death, then who is willing to work hard?"

After all, they are two different civilizations. The so-called promises of human beings must not believe them.

"So, I think, there must be a measure of credit. Every expert has unlimited potential, and all our soldiers have mechanical talents."

After returning to prison, Prince Bart immediately wrote a report to the human side of the psychological condition of the Badits, which made him feel a faint smell of "human lackeys".

At the same time, in the letter, he hoped that humans could "approve" him and appointed him as the supreme commander of these Badits. Because he himself was the leader of the spacecraft and continued to be a leader, all Badits would have a sense of trust and security.

He promised, "I will definitely be able to obey all the Badits and play a greater role."

After receiving this report, Zhang Yuan was so angry and funny. What is this letter?

But I have to say that this prince is indeed a talent who can bend and stretch.

The most terrifying thing is the guy who can quickly recognize his own form and be willing to give up his stance. From the ideology of this civilization, it can be concluded that this is a truly "face-saving" race. It is indeed not easy to be able to do this now and quickly put down your figure.

But what this prince said was not wrong. If humans want to truly use these Badits, they must be matched with "red dates" after the "stick" to at least let them see the hope of living. This type of hope is nothing more than a better living environment and a more relaxed personal freedom, rather than working all day long and begging for life. It is impossible for slaves to be a scientist.

"Mr. Captain, I think it's okay to promise them. Even if you want to send these Badits to the virtual space in the future and forcefully crack the memory password, cracking the memory password is a very difficult thing and cannot be completed overnight."

Dr. Li Cheng from the Secretary’s Office made a suggestion: “I think we can create a Kunlun Mountain spacecraft like the real world in the virtual space, so that the Badits can live inside. By the way, we can test the technical content of the virtual space No. 13. If something is found wrong by the other party, it means that our technology cannot be fake and there are still areas that can be improved.”

"It makes sense." Zhang Yuan nodded and said with a smile: "Even if they are not sentenced to death, they will be sentenced to life. I hope they can live happily in the virtual space."

"Especially that Prince Bart is a very smart guy, and he should pay attention to it. It's no problem to let him continue to command their population."

Whether he is a traitor or a lackey, Prince Bart took the initiative to sue his name to humans, not only gaining benefits for the entire population, but also ensuring his status in the population. Although this guy is the "Crown Prince" in his civilization, in the eyes of humans, his value is not as good as a scientist or even an ordinary soldier.

But now, since the other party has voluntarily submitted the letter of vote, it is different. He can still be the leader of the entire population. This behavior, if you think roughly from the enemy's standpoint, you will naturally be a traitor, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that this is not the case, because the Badits no longer have the ability to continue to hostility, and they surrender more simply, which will lead to less suffering.

Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of something, "Then let it be... You first set a standard for measuring credit, that is, how much knowledge the Badits need to contribute to ensure the lives of everyone. Next, a better living environment and more relaxed personal freedom depends on the content of their contribution. If there are very excellent scientists, we will also pay a certain amount of compensation to buy what we want and provide them with a better life."

"This is no problem. You can first look at how many death sentences can be pardoned by the report submitted by the prince. We can negotiate according to the corresponding standards."

Behind this report, there is also some common knowledge about interstellar civilizations, including why the Badits think that humans are a rookie civilization, some common rules for navigating near the strings of the universe, how to defend against "ten thousand-year-old insects", etc., which can be regarded as the first bid for the title...

If it weren't for the inappropriateness, Zhang Yuan would have jumped up excitedly, "How much does he want?"

"Ask us to pardon two hundred people!"

"How is that possible?!" Zhang Yuan thought for a while and stretched out a hand: "The other party must have spoken out loud, but it is good to give them some hope... When you negotiate, you should pay attention to the bottom line. This report is worth 50, and at most 50 people are pardoned... 40 heavyweight reports, all death penalty, technology, cosmology, etc. are fine, but it is just pardon, nothing else. If you want to get better treatment, you have to provide more knowledge."

At this point, human common sense in the universe is truly completed.

This is indeed a huge spoil. For humans, its value is no less than that of an important technology of a level three civilization!
Chapter completed!