Prologue
The reporter wiped away the nonexistent sweat, perhaps feeling that his question was too childish. What do aliens look like? One can simply look at the faces of people from around the world to find out; they are all peculiar and bizarre, and humans from other planets must be even more chaotic. He felt relieved that he hadn't asked whether there are Ultramen on other planets, or else he would have truly been looked down upon by this extraterrestrial student. After some careful consideration, the reporter continued to ask: "So, what is your profession?" He felt relieved that he hadn't asked whether there are Ultramen on other planets, or else he would have truly been looked down upon by this extraterrestrial student. After some careful consideration, the reporter continued to ask: "So, what is your profession?"
In the year 20xx, a journalist arrived at a mysterious residence, where he removed his hat in a gesture of respect towards a mysterious Chinese person and the * picture * book inside the residence
Reporter: "Why don't you just say everything."
Reporter: "Oh... this... this... that... oh... by the way, sir, may I ask what the people on your planet are like, and what profession do you engage in?"
Xingyang: "What are the inhabitants of extraterrestrial planets like? This question has depth: would you prefer a straightforward answer, a poetic response, or a foolish one?"
The mysterious journalist respectfully said: "Mr. Xingyang, it is an immense honor for me to sit here and converse with you. You and the book are well-known experts in the field of mysterious phenomena. I have heard that you are a returnee from an extraterrestrial planet... I wonder if this rumor is true."
Xingyang: "A straightforward response would be: Have you seen Star Wars? The director's team for Star Wars must also include beings from other planets. An artistic response would be: There are many extraterrestrial civilizations, each with its own unique characteristics. And a foolish response would be: You idiot, do you think other planets are as simple as the imagined countries of the patchwork flag? I almost lost my mind watching 'Legend of the Galactic Heroes,' and that little trouble in 'Ultraman' that gets resolved with one shot while still wrestling around... And a foolish response would be: You idiot, do you think other planets are as simple as the imagined countries of the patchwork flag? I almost lost my mind watching 'Legend of the Galactic Heroes,' and that little trouble in 'Ultraman' that gets resolved with one shot while still wrestling around... Damn."
The Chinese person welcomed the journalist into their modest study, and then the two took their seats and poured two cups of coffee
Xingyang: "I work as an interstellar pirate on an alien planet; I engage in robbery, mining, and the trafficking of slaves, as a space bandit, a ruthless interstellar thug, doing whatever it takes to make money. ... ... My profession is terrible, and the crew around me is even worse; everyone is a misfit, like a potato dug out of the ground, unwanted and neglected, ugly and unable to find a partner. Life is lived in a daze, one day at a time, yet everyone manages to live quite well because we work together ... ... ." ... ."
Xingyang: "It is... but even if I say it, no one will believe me; instead, they will think of me as a liar. ... Do you want to see my photo with my extraterrestrial friends? ... Forget it, even if it's real, it will be interpreted as something edited with software. You'd better skip this question!"
Reporter: "I apologize, but I assure you this will not be made public; consider it a personal curiosity of mine... Regarding *images* and *books*... May I ask what extraterrestrial planets are like? Are aliens very wealthy and is their civilization highly advanced?"
Xingyang: "It is terrible... very, very terrible. People always have beautiful fantasies about the unknown. But I tell you, reality is cruel. Your nightmares are as bad as the conditions on other planets. Just like this world, it has always been a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor, unchanged throughout history. The only thing that has changed is that machines have become larger, producing food, clothing, and housing that allow the wealthy to keep more poor people as the building blocks of their pyramid. That is how it is." Just like this world, it has always been a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor, unchanged throughout history. The only thing that has changed is that machines have become larger, producing food, clothing, and housing that allow the wealthy to keep more poor people as the building blocks of their pyramid. That is how it is.