Chapter 1791: Old Red, My Old Friend!

Chapter 1791: Chapter 1791: Old Red, My Old Friend!

The silver-white mech moves swiftly, but its every action is still captured clearly by the screen.

Staring at the screen, Red·Red·Stone kept his eyes calm.

All around was silent.

A group of Red Eyes now had their eyes wide open, gazing at the agile figure of the silver-white mech on the screen.

At this moment, an impatient Red Eyes sitting next to Red·Red·Stone finally spoke: "Leader, should we keep allowing this human from a low-level civilization to approach our territory?"

Red·Red·Stone remained silent.

After asking, the Red Eyes noticed the leader’s face looking extremely unpleasant, clearly in a foul mood, and dared not continue questioning.

However—

If no one is dispatched to stop her, what are we to do if this human from a low-level civilization really reaches our door?

Honestly, what’s going on with this human from a low-level civilization?

Even though the tribe had sent people in advance to set traps and mislead her, she didn’t follow the pattern at all. Ignoring the traps, she directly headed towards the tribe’s location.

It’s completely baffling.

Is this really a human from a low-level civilization?

Those humans who haven’t even formed a life line—calling them humans of a low-level civilization, rather than beasts, is already giving them an honor.

Seated below Red·Red·Stone, this Red Eyes was puzzled about many things, especially one crucial point:

—How does this human from a low-level civilization manage to find the direction that leads to the Red Clan’s tribe?

Randomly guessing?

Red Eyes frowned, finding the random guessing idea quite absurd, therefore, he believed more strongly that this low-level civilization human hadn’t found the correct direction, but merely stumbled upon it by accident.

Many shared this viewpoint.

At this moment, these Red Eyes were all staring, hoping the person hidden inside the low-tech fighter plane would suddenly change direction.

However—

The human from a low-level civilization charged all the way ahead, refusing to change course.

It seemed imminent that she would reach the Red Clan’s territory.

All the Red Eyes were extremely tense—

At this point, Red·Red·Stone, who had been silent, finally spoke: "Open the gate, let her in."

The Red Eyes: "???"

All the Red Eyes instantly had their expressions changed!

"Leader!!!"

"No!"

"Absolutely not!"

...

Red·Red·Stone remained calm and said: "Do you think she can leave here alive?"

The pupils of the Red Eyes shrank.

Red·Red·Stone said: "Door."

As soon as the words fell, at this moment, on the big screen, the owner of the silver-white mech—Ji You—suddenly stopped. Then, she slightly lifted her head, which appeared to the Red Eyes as if this human of a low-level civilization had directly looked towards the center of the screen.

In that instant, all the Red Eyes were caught off guard and met with this pair of pitch-black eyes.

Boom—

Everyone’s hearts shuddered in unison, as if adapting to darkness, suddenly swept by a strong light, creating a great discomfort.

The intense shock made all Red Eyes unable to help but press their lips tightly.

Right then—

The owner of those pitch-black eyes spoke—

"Old Red, my old friend, it’s indeed you! I knew you weren’t dead, and you’d surely survive that energy storm. Indeed, I wasn’t wrong about you. Excellent, truly excellent; you are, as expected, my most admired alien friend, Long Aotian."

The Red Eyes: "???"

Wait a minute...

The leader and this human from a low-level civilization are well acquainted?

All Red Eyes turned their heads toward their leader, seeing the leader’s mouth twitch ever so slightly, but it happened so quickly they thought they hadn’t seen it clearly.

Then.

The human called Long Aotian continued: "Old Red, since you invited me over, why not open the door and meet me, perhaps not truly welcoming me?"

Red·Red·Stone’s expression changed slightly; he opened his mouth, maintaining a calm tone: "Lord Long Aotian, you are indeed different."

Sitting in the mechanical cabin, Ji You chuckled and replied modestly: "It’s just ordinary, just a little different, nothing compared to you, Old Red."

Red·Red·Stone: "..."

The next second, Ji You said: "Don’t call me Lord Long Aotian, it sounds too distant. Just call me Old Long! After all, with our relationship, we’re about to be comrades through thick and thin, no need for such formality."

Red·Red·Stone’s face sank.

Those aliens surrounding him also changed their expressions one by one.

Are the leader and the human really close?

Moreover, what does the leader mean? Why does this human claim to endure hardships together with our leader? Since the birth of the Red Clan, they have never shared hardships with an alien race.

What confidence does this human from a low-level civilization have to say such things?

Is it because of thick skin?

At this moment, Red·Red·Stone suddenly spoke: "Did you know I would guide you to find the location of my tribe?"

Suspended mid-air, Ji You smiled widely upon hearing this, saying: "Finding your location isn’t difficult. Just consider your current situation, and it predicts you are bound to personally invite me to your place."

Ji You’s words weren’t just random guesses because after some investigation, she surmised that those two small hills and the previous appearance of green grass were most likely orchestrated by the Red Clan.

What was the Red Clan up to?

Most likely trying to wipe out her group, and seize the bull. Ji You guessed they still harbored designs on Old Yellow Bull.

However, they didn’t expect Old Yellow Bull wasn’t foolish; his skills in fleeing were remarkable, making him not so easy to capture, plus he was accompanied by several humans.

These humans weren’t easy to deal with either.

Both small hills were traps, and Ji You guessed touching either would quickly blow her up completely, not even leaving scraps.

This apparent trap might only fool Yue Qiguang, the impulsive fool, thus Ji You did not touch them.

Conversely, through these hills, Ji You faintly sensed some characteristics of the Red Clan and decided to take a gamble.

She gambled that Red·Red·Stone would actively lead her into the territory of the Red Clan.

In truth, Ji You’s assumptions and decision were correct; she randomly chose a direction to proceed without knowing the right path, convinced that during her journey, Red·Red·Stone would quietly guide her onto the correct path.

A successful gamble.

Ji You raised the corners of her lips; except for her poor card skills, she always had excellent luck in gambling.