Sola looked down with cold eyes, and there was a hint of heart-stopping indifference in his gray pupils.
As a member of the Restoration Society of the Nianli Dynasty, he is quite dissatisfied with the current situation of the Federation.
Loose administrative power, the technological plutocrats who dominate the world, and the military leaders are both snakes and rats.
But as the old saying goes, in the process of civilization evolution, the change of political power is like changing a coat.
No one likes to wear old clothes.
And after another failed attempt and was thrown into a federal prison for serious offenders, even Sora himself had to admit that it was impossible for the telekinetic dynasty to be restored.
No one wants to go back to the era of imperialism.
Yes, the Mirta regime back then was a more totalitarian military regime than the Galenic Republic.
Later, just when he was about to die calmly, a big shot took him out of prison, changed his identity, and joined the Anti-Immigration Bureau.
Apart from the special status of the big shot, the reason why he is willing to stay in this department is for two reasons. First, this special job can cause trouble for those plutocrats. He has not forgotten that the Nianli Dynasty fell apart.
At times, the role these people played behind the scenes.
Second, the bloodline theory developed from the era of the Nianli Dynasty made him hate interstellar immigrants deeply. To him, these stowaways were like cockroaches that had entered the house. If he could kill one, he would kill one.
According to the words of the interstellar society, this is ‘species mysophobia’.
So, when Chavi came out to greet him, what greeted him was the undisguised look of disgust from the golden-robed Mirta.
"Your Excellency Second Lieutenant, is there anything I can help you with?"
Although the federal second lieutenant is not worth mentioning in the eyes of some big shots, to a civilian like Chavi, he is a ruthless character who can decide his life or death, especially when the opponent is the Golden Skin Death God of the Anti-Immigration Bureau!
"Have you met these two men?"
Without any courtesy, Sora pointed his finger at his temple and pulled it gently, pulling out a trace of white mist. The mist condensed into two figures, one large and one small, which were the illusions of Gao Gong and Lolita.
"I've never seen this before," Chavi shook his head honestly.
Sola frowned, because according to the information provided by Nei Ying, there should be two stowaways lurking on this planet.
The time for the other party's arrival will be within this half year.
Could it be that the person in front of me is a traitor?
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Sola's eyes became even colder.
He directly bypassed him and went to a quantum computer processing center in the alloy atmosphere. With the help of higher-level authority, he directly transferred the entry and exit data of the planet in the past six months and verified them one by one.
There were not many people coming and going on the industrial planet, but within a moment, Sola had completed the inspection, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.
No, this is impossible!
His gaze inadvertently stopped on a mechanical body, which was a Green Sun Messenger.
As for the two stowaways, according to the data, there is a high probability that they are carbon-based species.
"Unleashing large-scale carbon-based detectors."
Following Sora's words, a dozen golden seeds were shot out from the golden starship, and soon fell onto the surface of the planet. On the screen of the ship's computer, large-scale light waves appeared, sweeping around in circles.
Label all carbon-based organisms on this planet one by one.
Except for the third-level mechanics within the federation, there are indeed no outsiders.
"Take me down for verification!" Sola didn't believe this evil.
"Is this necessary? Sola," a golden-robed Myrta man stood in the void and said lazily.
"There's something wrong with that list. Morby's group of people are habitual offenders. How could they let us get the list of stowaways so easily? I think there's a high probability that it's someone inside them who wants to borrow it from us.
Use your hands to eliminate dissidents.”
"And this is an industrial planet. There is no good place for stowaways to go. If they have to go here, is there anything good here? Most of them use this planet as a springboard, and then get into a new ship. Now they are all
I don’t know where it went.”
"According to your statement, then we give up?"
Sola turned his head with a cold face and looked at the other second lieutenant of the Anti-Immigration Bureau.
Most people on this golden ship knew that this person was a nail sent by a certain plutocrat, and his identity was already semi-public.
The other party shrugged and said nonchalantly:
"What I mean is very simple. We should find some characters that are easy to deal with. For example, the person next to you is a stowaway from long ago."
Chavi hurriedly explained: "I have obtained a federal identity document, and my points in the machinists union are 43,000 points. I am a federal machinist..."
"Okay, don't talk nonsense," Sola frowned and said to another man in golden robe: "I must investigate the stowaways on this planet!"
"Then just investigate," the other party chuckled, "but our colleagues would rather do easier arresting work."
Sora turned his head and looked at the remaining Myrta men in golden robes. These colleagues either avoided his sight or had indifferent expressions on their faces.
For them, it doesn't matter who they catch, they naturally choose the one who is easier to catch.
Moreover, things like interstellar smuggling have almost been developed into an industrial chain by those large groups. At most, they are only tinkering with the corners. Have you not noticed that even core federal departments such as the Anti-Smuggling Bureau have been infiltrated?
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The less trouble, the better.
Let these two thorns fight, and they will listen to whoever wins.
Sola was silent for a moment and said: "Okay, you go to other planets to investigate. After I complete the investigation here, I will come back to meet you."
"Then it's up to you."
Soon, the golden starship entered the light speed mode, and with the blessing of the interstellar high-speed channel, it suddenly turned into a white line and disappeared in place.
Sora turned his head and looked at Chavi.
"Call all your people out, I want to check them one by one."
…
At the same time, on the anti-smuggling bureau’s starship, the previous thornhead complained to the figure in the holographic screen:
"Sister, that guy is stubborn and I can't persuade him. He insists on investigating, so I can only take the others and leave first, but I can't guarantee what he will find out."
Kaoru showed a soft smile in the picture.
"That's enough. If he wants to investigate, let him investigate. If that guy is caught, it's his bad luck."
"Sister, why are you so concerned about that stowaway? You don't know that we Myrta people are reproductively isolated from other intelligent species, right?"
Xun looked at each other speechlessly.
"What are you thinking about? I'm just interested in the stowaway's abilities."
"By the way, have you found any clues about what the teacher asked you to focus on?"
"No, I used the Darknet of the Anti-Immigration Bureau to investigate for a long time, but I couldn't find any trace of the 'Mechanical Throne'. I can only confirm that it did not appear in our star field."
"This matter is very important. You must pay attention to the teacher's further breakthrough!"
"Of course, the reason why our royal family took the initiative to disband in the first place was to ensure that the teacher can make further progress," Thornhead said seriously, and then smiled strangely:
"If Sola and the royalists knew that the man behind the fall of the dynasty was our teacher, the last telepathic emperor, I don't know what he would think."
Xun said calmly:
"If the civilization ascends successfully, then all Mirta people will have the blood of the fourth-level royal family. If the ascension fails, all Mirta people will die, and the royal family is no exception."
"According to the teacher's calculations, when changing from an imperial system to a federal system, the chance of ascension will evolve from 15.6% to 18.4%. What we do is nothing more than this."