Wang Junpeng listened to the zealous cheers of the natives, coupled with all sorts of strange cries, and felt quite embarrassed. He wouldn't dare let the others truly worship him... Such an act was not at all enjoyable, but rather quite disgraceful!
If the word got out, he would undoubtedly be the laughingstock amongst his peers!
He even anticipated that his colleagues would mock him and encourage him to stay on this planet, "to become the great god of the natives!"
"No, what god? It's clearly the god of the native charlatans!"
With these thoughts, Wang Junpeng shuddered slightly but quickly composed himself. He cleared his throat, and his voice rang out through the loudspeaker, "Respected... friends from the Riley civilization, we come from the distant Earth civilization, bearing peace and goodwill."
"We adhere to the principles of equality and free trade; everything can be bought, and everything can be sold, as long as you have the corresponding bargaining chips..."
