Chapter 1433: Silver Box Guard (2)

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God fort, the human embassy.
"Welcome, Anderson, and Conna," Nick Fury, who was still alive, stood up from behind his desk and shook hands with the two who had just entered the embassy: "I have received the order from the Star Alliance. Fully cooperate with your work."
Is it so fast? Kang Na confirmed the current time. It was less than twenty-four hours from the time she sent out the application report for termination of the mission to the receipt of the receipt to the arrival at the Shenbao Embassy.
That "07" seems to be a resolute person.
"I said Nick..." Because they are all acquaintances, Anderson was not so polite, shook hands casually, and looked around after sitting down and said, "Are you an embassy or an office cubicle?"
It is indeed very similar. Kang Na, who was sitting upright, scanned the "inside" environment of the embassy.
When I passed the "corridor" of this guard area, I saw the number of the embassy of XX on the wall. I thought that there would be at least a separate living room, office and even private space, but after entering the door, I found out that I wanted more Up.
The "Embassy" has only one office, and the walls on all sides are completely transparent. You can clearly see what the staff in the other "Embassies" are doing. The whole looks like the police office when they are on Earth.
"No way, human status is not enough," Fury spread his hands indifferently: "All non-permanent members of civilized embassies are like this. Those civilized embassies that are not valued even don't even have a wall, only one. The desks are gathered together like a vegetable market."
"Isn't anyone protesting? What about civilized confidential information?" Anderson looked at the embassy "next door", and he could clearly see the one-eyed fat alien leaning back on his office chair and sleeping.
"They don't care," Fury pointed to the top of his head: "Whether it's your secrets or your secrets being peeked by other civilizations, they don't care. If there is a dispute due to this kind of'disclosure', they will take care of it. The monitoring that records the whole incident is used as the criterion for judging."
"..." Anderson was speechless for a while, just think about it. With the power to rule the galaxy, who cares about a civilization with only one or two planets-although human beings are not only "a few planets".
["We should increase our influence in the "Galactic Alliance"," (model)]
["Military strength is strong enough to have the right to speak." (Rebellion)]
["What do you think about this mission?"]
["Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years, don’t bully young people to be poor--" (Qingqi)]
"..." Kang Na looked at Article 4, and then asked: "Ambassador Fury, do you have any understanding of our mission, or "Ghost Teng Gong"?"
"You should know that the'Galactic Alliance' has a'combined fleet' composed of warships provided by all council civilizations in a certain proportion. It is mainly responsible for dealing with battles that require large-scale fleets," Fury turned to irrelevant. Thing: "If this'Combined Fleet' is regarded as a fully-armed warrior with a helmet and armor, then the'ghost agent' is an erratic assassin with a dagger in hand."
"They are a fleet?" Anderson was skeptical.
"Although they are not comparable in scale, they are similar in terms of effect," Fury shook his head. "If something arouses the attention of the'Castle Council', it will not be enough to send a fleet to a "ghost agent". Intervention is the best choice. Therefore, if you choose to join the mission of a "trainee ghost", you are directly entering the vision of the castle council. If you perform well, it will improve the status of human beings, or help me change an office. Very helpful."
It's basically the same as what Salron said, but is the order of purpose reversed?
"However,'ghost agents' are not allowed to do whatever they want," Nick continued: "As far as I know, they do have the authority to'destroy a civilization', but they must provide this civilization's impact on the'Galactic Alliance' in the operation summary report. There is evidence of a devastating threat, otherwise the civilization to which the ghost agent belongs will be severely sanctioned by the Castle Council."
"I thought they belonged directly to the'Galactic Alliance'?" Anderson continued to ask.
"It is true that it belongs directly to the'God Castle Council', but if their actions are out of the basket, will the Council collectively take the blame? It will definitely be deducted from the original race of the'ghost'," Fury leaned forward slightly: " Therefore, this assistance mission can only succeed, not fail. I don't care what happens to the'apprentice ghost' after the failure, but the humanity and the Star Alliance will definitely be divided."
"...Does this mean Starlink?" Anderson frowned.
"This is my personal meaning," Fury leaned back again: "I was sent by the Star Alliance to establish a human image in this place full of strange aliens. I don't want the results of my work because of other people's rashness. Destroyed by action."
"Am I deliberately causing the mission to fail?" Anderson raised his eyebrows.
"Just a reminder, pay attention to your own work and don't do unnecessary things." Fury didn't seem to be going to explain.
"You tell me clearly!"
"If you can't think of it, then I'll say it for nothing."
Hmm... Kang Na looked at the two old colleagues who could turn from acquaintances to enemies within a few minutes, and began to try to analyze what dumb riddles they were playing.
The analysis is complete.
"Captain Anderson," Conna said, "Didn't you on Earth before devote yourself to catching red ice dealers?"
"Yeah." Anderson was busy staring at Ferry.
"That kind of pediatric gadget has been eliminated in the'Galactic Alliance'. The aliens use something that is more than a thousand times more effective. Coincidentally, its name is—" Kang Na opened the universal tool. Flip display: "'Redsands'."
[Red Sand: The synthetic substance accidentally discovered by the "Defunct Conatix" industry of the "Yandoa" star in the "Abnormal gene modification and treatment" project. The molecular formula is [not shown]. Non-silicon-based organisms are highly addictive and hallucinogenic, and are classified as Class I contraband of the Galaxy Alliance, and their possession, transportation, and trading are serious illegal acts. 】
"Wang Defa!?" Anderson's eyes widened.
"Actually, Alan has been catching aliens who smuggled this in the Castle of God~" Fury smiled: "Sopples Fak~"

Dock.
After the embassy completed the registration and submitted it to the "Galactic Alliance", Anderson and Conner returned to the dock to wait for Sarron's contact.
Although the headquarters of the "ghost agent" is also in the circle area, no one knows where it is, because there are too many places where entry is prohibited.
"How do I feel that the Milky Way is simply a large earth?" Anderson looked at the alien ships coming and going outside the portholes, and exclaimed: "The same division of spheres of influence, and also led by powerful forces, will also be due to different All kinds of things have friction and fight, and there are also ambitious, criminals and terrorists."
"It can only be said that this is the commonality of intelligent creatures," Kang Na replied: "As long as their living habits are roughly the same, the behavioral logic of the group will not differ too much-including those who consciously have not pursued choosing to use red sand ."
"Ha, don’t mention it, didn’t you listen to what Ferry said just now? The effect of red sand is too strong, and only creatures with abilities can use it. If I want to deal with them, I have to be prepared to face various abilities. I'm pretty sure that there will be an invalid bullet among those smugglers." Anderson shook his head.
"Don't be convinced, there must be," Kang Na flipped through the public information that Yitty helped her collect on the universal tool: "The most powerful Asari in the galaxy are born with supernatural powers. Because of their long lifespan, they do everything. I want to try, as you can find Asari in almost any legal profession and illegal profession."
"Then if you kill them, will it cause diplomatic disputes?" Anderson has already begun to think about the content of his work.
"As long as it is confirmed that the other party has indeed committed a criminal act," Kang Na turned a few pages: "Although Ashali is the largest power in the galaxy, they themselves are a loose'tribal union'. The laws and regulations between each tribe are The customs are not the same, so as long as the bottom line has angered Senator Asari, there will be no problem."
"Wang! [Although you are right, are you sure you want to discuss the killing of Asari, the first race of the galaxy, in the public?]"
"..." Connor paused and forcibly changed the subject: "In contrast, as the second largest race in the galaxy, the Turians have very few criminal records, because although they are keen on fighting, they will ask for the "teacher" Famous', if they can't win honor, defend order, or protect the weak in a battle, they will often refuse the battle."
"So, what about Serra Rui?" As Saron couldn't wait for a long time, Anderson didn't mind listening to the Xin Mi of the various races of the galaxy.
"Research fanatics, or assassins, if they commit a crime, they will basically be illegal scientific research or put dangerous goods," Kang Na turned a few pages of information: "Their'ghost' used to put a sterilization gene drug into a person called'ke Logan's militant civilization was almost cut off, and this incident has been boasted as a major feat for many years."
[Commander, multiple cameras in the dock have turned to you. 】Yitti, who has been secretly collecting public information, reminded.
Are these guys okay? Don't care about Ashali and Tu Rui's bad things, and you noticed it when Sela Rui was mentioned?
Although I want to stop the topic here so as not to cause this monitoring, which is obviously developed by Serraru, it is too deliberate in that case, and a reasonable reason should be found...
["In the next task, the races we may encounter are—" (model)]
["Hmph, sooner or later we humans will become a permanent member civilization." (Rebellion)]
Click, click, click~
Conna was about to find one of the two alternative options, but saw a strangely shaped alien creature approaching her.
It is about half a person tall, full of oil-green body, chubby, with four spider-like feet, and a cocked upper body with a single eye and a pair of slender arms.
"Huh? Is this to warn us not to talk nonsense? But it seems to be a bit smaller?" Anderson looked at the creature.
"No, wait," Conna glanced at the message sent by Itty, and pulled Anderson away: "This is a'care worker'."
"What?" Anderson looked puzzled: "The nurse at the hospital?"
"No, they are the maintainers of this'divine fort'," Kang Na frowned: "They will complete the maintenance and repair of the fortress step by step. Besides, they will not respond to any negotiation attempts or counterattack any attacks. Anatomy showed that they did not even think about organs. The entire sacred castle did not find their nests and production sites, but they could always maintain a total amount. Scholars generally believed that it was actually a part of the sacred castle, and specifically legislated to prohibit harm to them. "
"Hey, it's humbled into the dirt compared to the previous race." Anderson watched the "carer" bump into it without changing its direction, and had to stagger away at the last second.
Squeaky
The carer stopped at the edge of the berth that seemed to have been dented by the careless driver, with blue light on his "hands" and began to repair it.
"In other words, this guy doesn't need pay, no rest, and works diligently every day?" Anderson touched his chin: "The capitalists are ecstatic."
"No, the point is not there. This kind of creatures whose origins are unknown and cannot be controlled, just because they can maintain them, the Castle Council chooses to ignore them?"
Conna stared at the "care worker" as she spoke, and began to think about where to go.
"[No, they are not'unknown',]" Sarun's voice sounded from behind the two men: "[Its origin, the top of the council is clear about its origin, but they are just pretending to be an ostrich.]"
"You're really slow," Conna turned and glanced at Sarron. "Could it be that the "Ghost Headquarters" disagrees with your plan?"
At this time, Sarun changed into a power armor with a pure black background, dotted with red stripes and white indicator lights. Two blocking guns were attached to his back, and a pistol was hung around his waist. It seemed that he could shoot a lot-- But the whole still resembles a lizard.
"[Generally, the headquarters will not interfere with our mission. Please help. Just report it. The reason for the delay is that I went to the ghost terminal to purchase equipment.]" Sarun patted the gun behind his back and stepped forward: "[ Let’s go, we talk about the nursing work on the road.]"
"Wait? Did you go the wrong way? That's the direction of the ship to ours. Your ship is there." Conna stopped him and pointed to the small frigate that Sarron was on.
"[Yes, I have registered this mission ship as your'Dunkirk'.]" Salen shook his head.
Anderson blew his beard and stared: "What, you guy actually—"
"[Humanity's contribution in this mission will increase as a result, and if it is damaged, you will receive three times the compensation.]" Saron added.
"Thinking about us so much?"
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