Tom cat breaking through the dimensional wall

Chapter 88 The future choice, others are not qualified to decide

There was a commotion from the direction where the iron-blooded mothership fell, and tall and strong figures loomed in the thick dust.

The group of Predators didn't want to stay in the crashed mothership all the time.

Tom guessed that they would come to make trouble for him next.

And that's exactly what Tom wanted.

While thinking about this issue, Tom ran all the way to the edge of the top of the base building and jumped off from the top.

At a height of more than ten meters, in the low gravity environment of the moon, Tom floated for a while before landing.

Dugu Yue wanted to jump along with her at first, but after looking at the height, although there was no big problem, in the end, just to be on the safe side, she decided to go back and take the stairs.

Tom stood at the gate of the base, watching the iron-blooded mothership falling on the plain in the distance, like a hill, quietly waiting for the arrival of the group of iron-blooded soldiers.

It's just that Tom waited on the spot for a long time, seeing that they didn't respond at all, and they were still gathered in the spot and didn't know what they were doing, so he got a little impatient.

It's already this time, and they haven't attacked in the first time, so why are they still waiting there?

Dugu Yue had already circled around and came down from the roof, and was hiding behind the gate of the base to observe secretly.

But the predators over there seemed to be fighting among themselves, and their own people wanted to fight their own people.

I was really curious about what they were doing. Tom stood still, but his neck was stretched out, stretching out for a distance of one kilometer, and he got close to the group of predators who were talking closely. He pricked up his big ears and began to eavesdrop openly.

While listening, Tom looked thoughtful and nodded slightly, feeling very involved.

Although these predators speak the language of their race, Tom can also understand it strangely.

Even as it heard more and more content, it gradually learned the language of the Predator.

"What should we do now?"

"What else can I do! Go up and have a glorious duel with that Om'o! Today either I die or it dies!"

"Although the elders were knocked into the air, the life signals are still there. They should be fine, but the distance is a bit far. Shouldn't we contact the elders first?"

"It's the same whether we contact or not. No matter what, we will have to fight that Om'ao in the end. This is a tradition."

"Then who will witness?"

"So many of us can witness."

"Only by defeating the strongest player on a planet can we colonize that planet. If not, the ownership of that planet is still its own."

"Don't care about winning or losing, what should we do next? The mothership has been destroyed. If there is no way to colonize this planet, how should we leave later?"

I don't know who said it all of a sudden.

The cruel reality immediately made everyone fall into silence.

Yes, without the mothership, where should they go?
Regardless of the outcome of the final duel, it is undeniable that the moon itself is extremely scarce in resources.

Until the mothership is repaired, their survival here is a problem.

Tom leaned his ears and listened for a while, and finally figured out what the group of predators were arguing about.

What makes Tom a little speechless is that he did not expect the Predator to have a colonial tradition.

They almost tacitly assume that the strongest person on that planet is the ruler of the planet, so according to their tradition, if you want to colonize a planet, you must first defeat the strongest person on the planet.

If he had known that these tough people still had this kind of tradition, Tom would not be so troublesome.

It doesn't even need to destroy their mothership, the two sides draw down the road and fight and it's over.

If they win, they will automatically admit that they are the managers of the moon.

From this point of view, the main task of this world is really quite easy.

"Let's make a deal."

Tom suddenly whispered in Predator's language.

When Tom Mu opened his mouth, the group of Predators who gathered together were startled!
They didn't notice at all that a cat's head had stretched its neck here to eavesdrop on their speech for a long time.

Afraid of Tang Mu's strength, the group of predators huddled together and retreated a few steps to distance themselves from Tom Mu.

The cat-faced iron-blooded chop hesitated for a while, but approached Tom, and said, "What deal?"

Tom looked at the Predator in front of him, although he knew that communicating in their language would be more efficient.

But thinking about how he could understand meowing cats before, Tom also wanted to earn more money from the system boss, and didn't want to talk too much.

So I still chose to meow.

The personal microcomputer tried hard to translate Tom's meow, and Chopper listened with a blank expression.

The two sides seemed to have a tacit understanding. Tom tried to express what he wanted, and after Tom finished speaking, Zhanbo would tell their needs.

After talking for about ten minutes, the two sides finally reached a consensus.

According to Predator tradition, they will have a duel.

If Tom wins, the Predator must admit that the moon is Tom's territory and give up his plan to colonize the earth.

Similarly, Tom will help them repair their mothership, but as a reward, they also need to use their mothership to help them destroy a meteorite.

The Predator, who has always respected the strong, has no objection to this.

The two sides quickly reached a consensus.

Although the Iron Blood Elder hadn't come back yet, most of the Iron Blood Warriors present did not reject Tom Mu's proposal.

However, according to the tradition of the Predator, their decision must be a life-and-death struggle.

In other words, both sides must fall one.

To this, Tom has no objection.

Tom respects their traditions.

There are different civilizations and different traditions on this small earth.

They cannot understand and respect each other.

Not to mention the extraterrestrial civilizations like Predator.

It is quite ignorant and arrogant to use the set of human values ​​to define other civilized races.

What's more, in the communication just now, Tom also knew that the asteroid named π was precisely the direction that these Predator corrected and hit the earth.

Their collision directly and indirectly destroyed countless families and took the lives of countless people.

But Tom is not from this world, and he can't replace the survivors on Earth to do something.

It cannot arrogantly rely on its own preferences to make some major decisions that may affect the future of the two races, that is quite irresponsible.

So what it has to do is just do what it can do.

All matters between two civilized races are diplomacy.

Whether to shake hands and make peace, or to confront each other and start a complete war with each other.

It is up to the earthlings in this world to make their own choices.

(End of this chapter)