System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 865 - 339: "Not Bad.

"..."

Chen Mang gazed at the translator device thrown in front of him by the Insect Race Mother Empress, and after a moment of silence, he slowly bent down to pick it up, activated it, and clipped it onto his collar.

Strictly speaking, he was not inclined to waste words with someone who was about to die.

But today.

He could make an exception.

Soon—

He saw the pincers of the Insect Race Mother Empress before him slightly open and close, and a rather weak, piercing voice was heard. Through the translator device, he could clearly understand the meaning of the words.

"Hello, human."

Chen Mang’s eyes narrowed slightly. The Insect Race’s speech was extremely calm. He didn’t know if it was because the Insect Race could not express emotions or if it was truly this calm, being able to maintain such composure even when their race was being exterminated.

But he still replied softly.

"Hello, Insect Race."

"Not too well." The Insect Race Mother Empress talking to him suddenly had a hint of amusement in its voice: "With my kin all dead, I can’t say things are too good. I just have a few things I want to ask you before I die."

"A grudge."

Chen Mang said softly with an indifferent expression: "Several years ago, your Insect Race released countless eggs into the depths of the cosmos, causing doomsday on numerous planets. I nearly died in that doomsday; this is a vengeance from many years later."

"So you understand."

With those words, the Insect Race Mother Empress was clearly taken aback for a moment and then continued with a slightly resigned tone: "Humans always like to find a rational motive for their actions. I’m not asking why you attacked us."

"The reason doesn’t matter."

"That’s how a civilization war is."

"Someone will always win, and someone else will always lose."

"What I want to ask is, are you... from a Divine-level Civilization?"

Chen Mang neither confirmed nor denied it. He just patiently waited for the Insect Race Mother Empress to continue speaking.

The Insect Race Mother Empress continued talking to itself.

"Last time we met, your Train Armor was only Level 200. Though it was powerful, it wasn’t without opportunities. But meeting you this time, your Train Armor has reached Level 500."

"When I learned this, I knew the Insect Race Civilization was doomed."

"Such absolute dominance is hard to resist."

"But—"

"As I understand it, upgrading armor is extremely consuming of Murphy Stone. Logically, even if you gathered the entire Nia Star System’s Murphy Stone, it might not be enough to upgrade the armor to Level 500, let alone all the other high-level components you have."

"I suspect."

"You might be from a Divine-level Civilization."

"That’s also why I stayed here to meet you."

"I hope you can deliver a message for me, with sure compensation in return."

"I once came from a Divine-level Civilization, the ’Insect Race Civilization.’ My father was the Mother Empress of that Divine-level Civilization, immensely powerful. Yet, in my youth, eager to prove myself, I cut off all connections and entered a random one-way wormhole."

"I ended up here and established my own Insect Race Civilization."

"When I wanted to return, I found it impossible. All I could do was develop my Insect Race Civilization as best as I could, hoping one day I could return to my homeland."

"However..."

"Establishing one’s own civilization is incredibly difficult. I transformed myself into a Fertility Mother Empress to barely create a civilization of my own. According to human aesthetics, if you had seen me back then, you might even have fallen in love with me."

"The Mother Empresses of the Insect Race are extremely beautiful and proud; it was not meant to be this way."

"But at first, I had no Fertility Mother Empress of my own and could only transform myself into a Fertility Mother Empress. As for the fool beside me, she blindly imitated me, thinking this was the standard procedure."

"If one day, you return to your Divine-level Civilization, I hope you can find the Divine-level Insect Race Civilization to deliver a message to the Insect Race Mother Empress. Just say... your daughter Qiuya has done well outside, establishing her own Insect Race Civilization, but... ultimately fell."

"So that those at home know my story."

"They can summon me back."

"Summon back?" Chen Mang’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Of course."

The Insect Race Mother Empress in front of him suddenly laughed again: "Apparently... you’re not well-acquainted with Divine-level Civilizations. Did you leave home early? In Divine-level Civilizations, all members are nearly eternal, undying and indestructible."

"As long as those at home know the general coordinates in the cosmos of my death."

"They can summon me back."

"Of course, this fool beside me won’t be summoned back. Civilization naming in the cosmos is exclusive; no one would accept a civilization with the same name as their own. I named my civilization ’Insect Race Civilization’ hoping that when its level develops, those at home would notice and bring me back."

"I don’t know why she also named hers similarly."

"If the level of her civilization really develops, only destruction awaits her."

"Fortunately, in the Divine-level Civilization, Human Civilization and Insect Race Civilization get along relatively well, so you don’t have to worry too much about the risks."

"In return."

"I can give you the token to the resource cave nearby, which still holds about forty percent of its resources unexploited. It’s a resource supply station left by some ancient civilization in the cosmos."

"With the demise of that civilization, this resource supply station has been unattended for a long time."

"The entry path to this resource cave is on my territory."