Chapter 392: Return
“Major General, it really feels like a dream. Before we departed, you had us all write our wills, making everything seem so grim. Who would’ve thought this mission would be so easy?” Kayi reminisced about their departure preparations with mixed emotions.
“I didn’t expect it to turn out this way either. After all, the Swarm didn’t even bother to talk to anyone before crushing two civilizations. Their resolve is harder than our muscles!” Bular sighed.
The journey from initial anxiety to complete relief had been nothing short of extraordinary.
“I like tough things. I like the Swarm,” Kayi joked with a smile.
“Then you can apply to become a permanent liaison officer. With this experience on your record, you’ll definitely have an advantage,” Bular suggested.
Kayi quickly shook her head. “No way! As much as I like the Swarm, wherever you go, Major General, I go.”
Bular cast her a sidelong glance and shook his head. How could he not see through Kayi’s little schemes?
Friendly civilizations often maintained permanent liaison officers to facilitate communication. It was usually a cushy job—not only could one travel at the government’s expense, but it was also an opportunity to experience the culture of an alien civilization. If that civilization had particularly thriving industries, one could even witness unique talents from another species.
However, when it came to the Swarm, the experience left much to be desired. It wasn’t that the Swarm treated them poorly—they neither singled them out nor offered any special accommodations. But staying in a desolate cave every day? Who could endure that? Forget culture or local flavor—Bular hadn’t even seen a fourth member of the Swarm since their arrival.