20 floors underground on Coruscant, residential area for planetary administrators.
"Mr. Elding, I wonder what you think of the proposal I just made?" Claire sat elegantly on the sofa and looked at the Rodian sitting opposite.
She is still a little uncomfortable with it, but she can only keep forcing herself to hint that the seahorse-like creature in front of her is a person, an alien, an intelligent creature, and a being that can communicate with each other.
"I'm not sure how you found me, because we are not familiar with each other at all. I only know that you were introduced by Mr. Sai, which makes me a little confused. Can I trust you?" Eldin said with his own words.
The slender mouthparts took a sip of the drink.
Claire smiled slightly. In fact, she didn't know who Mr. Sai was. She only knew the identity and relationship given by Rosanna Goodes. And even Rosanna only knew that the information came from a robot.
.It’s really too mysterious.
"Mr. Sai also has some contact with us. Since we found you through him, this is enough. This is also a starting point for our cooperation. Since it is cooperation, then what we pursue is naturally a win-win situation." Claire said.
"What projects do you have for collaboration?" Eldin asked.
"I got some news that the food production on Rodia planet is decreasing recently."
"This is not news."
"I can provide you with some help."
"Oh? What help? Can you provide us with 1 billion tons of food in a week, or can you provide us with enough spaceships for transportation?"
"These things can only be accomplished by planets within the middle ring of the galaxy."
"Then you can't do it?"
"This is the purpose of my coming. Most of the planets in the outer ring star area are relatively poor and backward. In fact, if it were not for the expansion of the Galactic Republic, it would be impossible for many planets to enter the interstellar age. They have no corresponding industry at all.
capabilities and technological capabilities,” Claire said.
"But this will not bring food to our planet," Eldin said.
"One planet can't do it, but what about two planets, three, four, or even hundreds of planets added together? There are always some planets with terrain and climate suitable for agricultural development, and some planets with rich mineral resources suitable for industrial development. That's why I
I would like to propose the establishment of an Outer Rim Planet Mutual Aid Fund so that the backward planets in the Outer Rim can help each other when the Republic cannot take care of us."
"I don't know you at all, so I also believe that you don't have such influence at all."
"I understand that Rodia's agricultural production has almost come to a standstill due to its own cultural tendencies and subsequent war damage. So I can find professional experts and technicians to help Rodia build large-scale fully enclosed hydroponics.
Farm. Of course, we only provide professional technical personnel and related consultants, and you need to complete the construction work yourself." Claire said.
Eldin said nothing, took a deep breath, leaned back on the backrest, and kept staring at Claire with his big eyelidless eyes.
"Please understand, because we don't have the ability to help you complete all the work, nor do we have the ability to provide you with 1 billion tons of food and enough spaceships. But we can set an example, an example of mutual help.
." Claire said.
"So what do you want?"
"As you just said, influence. I hope our cooperation can make everyone realize that even if our individual planet is poor and backward, if we unite, we can still achieve a lot of things. And when our voice is enough
When it is loud, it can also influence the Galactic Parliament in the future, allowing those developed planets in the inner ring and core area to provide assistance." Claire said with a smile.
"But what about the Trade Federation? They're planning to raise prices for shipping."
"Right now, our strength is too small to compete with the Trade Alliance. But..." Claire smiled meaningfully.
"Well, your proposal doesn't do any harm anyway. Although our capabilities are limited, let me see what I can do for you. However, the premise is that you promise to build a large hydroponic farm..."
"Mr. Sai will make arrangements soon." Claire said with a smile.
"Okay, after I see your experts, I will introduce you to the parliamentarian representatives of our planet Rodia."
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"This mutual aid fund is a charity, essentially," Doug Stamp said at the residence.
"Mutual aid funds are inherently philanthropic work. Trust me, Claire is very good at this." Francis said without raising his head while looking at the document. "In this galactic republic that advocates democracy, there is nothing better than being a weak person."
The voice of the outer planets can accumulate influence more quickly. Because even if it is just superficial, those developed planets must support this cause. This is political correctness."
"You don't expect this mutual aid foundation to succeed, do you?" Doug smiled.
"Actually, the possibility of failure is far greater than the possibility of success. If the administrator's judgment of the future is correct regarding the situation in the galaxy. But what if it fails? All I need is someone with enough influence.
Just a character, a democratic fighter who helps the weak and the weak - Claire Underwood."
"What about us?"
Underwood quickly wrote a name and address on the note and handed it to Doug, "Go find this person, if he hasn't starved to death yet. The director of a regional office of the Galactic Republic's transportation management department, because he offended
He was framed for joining the Trade Alliance."
"Okay, I'll go find him right now. So are we going to help him rehabilitate?"
"No, what are you talking about? It is his own business to be rehabilitated and exonerated. What does it have to do with us? What I need is just two doors that may be opened for us in him." Underwood said.
"OK, you should at least tell me what you think." Doug said.
Underwood wrote two more notes and handed them over, "The first door is the Coruscant Observer electronic daily. Their editor-in-chief is a very firm opponent of the monopoly of the Trade Federation. Because of the Trade Federation's frame-up,
Officials of the Republic live on the streets and finally have to use extreme methods to redress their injustice? Oh, this subject is great."
"The second door is the director of the Coruscant Public Security Bureau, in our current area. Tell him that someone will cause trouble, but it is best to tell him after the matter becomes big."