Su Han heard the name Liao Ruili and felt a bit surprised. This kind of commanding style felt like a naming convention from the Longguo cultural sphere.
To gather more information, Su Han said, "Beside me are number 1, number 2, number 3, number 4, number 5, and number 6."
After Su Han's round of introductions.
Liao Ruili's face revealed a smile, and he said, "Number 0, you are all using codenames. That's really unfriendly. In that case, I can't tell you the names of my subordinates either."
Liao Ruili looked at the heads of Su Han and the others, but saw no horns.
Su Han saw Liao Ruili's action and said, "Liao Ruili, what are you looking at?"
Liao Ruili said, "I'm looking at your horns. Where are the horns on your heads? Why are they missing? Were they cut off?"
Su Han looked at the horns on Liao Ruili's head and said, "Why should there be horns on our heads?"
Liao Ruili's face showed a look of grief and indignation, saying, "Of course, we, the Tata Horn Tribe, have horns. You don't have horns, so you must have had them cut off by those Four-Handed Xi tribe. It seems you have suffered too."
Hearing this, Su Han realized that Liao Ruili mistook them for members of the Tata Horn Tribe. So, this race was called the Tata Horn Tribe.
Su Han shook his head and said, "No, no, you've misunderstood. We are not of the Tata Horn Tribe. We are humans."
Liao Ruili immediately looked surprised and said, "What? You are not of the Tata Horn Tribe? How is that possible? You look just like us."
Su Han said, "It's true."
Su Han didn't know if Liao Ruili was pretending or not. After all, with such high technology, detecting whether someone was of their own race should be very simple.
Liao Ruili looked at Su Han, his expression incredulous. He then asked a nearby Tata Horn tribesman, "Are they really not of the Tata Horn Tribe?"
The nearby Tata Horn tribesman nodded and said, "That's right, they are not of the Tata Horn Tribe. My scanner did not detect any cut-off horns on their heads."
Liao Ruili said, "What a pity. You are not of the Tata Horn Tribe. But why is this the case? There are such similar races in the universe."
Su Han said, "The universe is vast, and it's normal for races to look very similar."
At this moment, Chu Shi came to Su Han's side and whispered, "They are all in a state of water scarcity. This desert must be very short of water."
Su Han said to Lin Dong, "Number 3, go get a barrel of water."
Lin Dong nodded, returned to the hovercar, and then carried over a barrel of water. This water barrel was round. According to Longguo standards, it was about thirty liters. There were two such barrels of water in the hovercar.
When Lin Dong brought the barrel of water over, the Tata Horn tribesmen were astonished.
"Water! So much clean water!"
"This is wonderful."
"They actually gave us so much water!"
"..."
Even Liao Ruili's eyes revealed joy.
Su Han, though he couldn't understand their words, could sense their joy.
Liao Ruili said, "I didn't expect you to carry so much water."
After giving them water, the relationship between the two parties seemed to become even friendlier.
Liao Ruili invited Su Han and the other six to the entrance of a cave. After sitting down at the cave entrance, it became much cooler.
Liao Ruili began to ask, "We are very grateful for your water. But we still need to ask some questions. Since you are not of the Tata Horn Tribe, where do you come from? What are you here to do?"
Su Han said, "We came from another planet. We are here to find someone."
Liao Ruili asked, "So you are here to find someone. Who are you looking for?"
Su Han said, "Before answering that, I would like to ask why your Tata Horn Tribe has fallen into such a state?"
Liao Ruili sighed and said, "We were living well on Tata Horn Planet. But ten years ago, the Four-Handed Xi tribe suddenly descended and began to wreak havoc. In just one month, our Tata Horn Tribe was defeated. Although we continuously fought back against the Four-Handed Xi tribe under the leadership of the King of the Tata Horn Tribe, it was completely futile. Sixteen years ago, our King of the Tata Horn Tribe finally died in battle. Without the King's leadership, our Tata Horn Tribe immediately became a pile of loose sand. During the great war, the environment of Tata Horn Planet also became this harsh. Less than one in a hundred Tata Horn tribesmen survived. The remaining Tata Horn tribesmen could only hide underground to eke out an existence. The Four-Handed Xi tribe continued to hunt us Tata Horn tribesmen on the planet."
"This ravaged Tata Horn Planet has become a dumping ground for the Four-Handed Xi tribe to discard garbage and a place to exile criminals. Those exiles on this planet have established a city."
The Four-Handed Xi tribe? Su Han and the others immediately thought of the aliens with four hands they had seen in photos. It seemed that was indeed the Four-Handed Xi tribe.
Su Han continued to ask, "We are humans from a distant planet. We don't know about the Four-Handed Xi tribe. Can you tell us about this Four-Handed Xi race?"
Liao Ruili said, "The Four-Handed Xi race is a tumor in our galaxy. They are aggressive and invade and destroy other planets everywhere. But because their technological level is very high, and they only invade weak races, they have never been punished as they deserve. In the past, when other races were invaded, they asked us for help, but we did not assist. We never imagined that it would eventually be our turn. If our ancestors had struck the Four-Handed Xi tribe hard and eliminated them, this would not be the current outcome."
Su Han's face showed a look of shared indignation, saying, "Those Four-Handed Xi tribes are truly detestable. One day, they will also be punished by a more technologically advanced race."
Liao Ruili nodded and said, "Let's hope so."
Su Han continued to ask, "After your King of the Tata Horn Tribe was killed, did you not organize any new resistance forces?"
Liao Ruili said, "Of course, we organized some. But without the King's leadership, everyone was unwilling to submit. We were like loose sand, easily suppressed by the Four-Handed Xi tribe. It's a pity that not only did the King die in battle, but the entire royal family was wiped out. If there were any descendants of the royal family left, even an infant, the resistance army would have a righteous cause to unite again. Now, the Four-Handed Xi tribe has withdrawn their main forces. The remaining exiles are definitely no match for a newly reassembled resistance army."