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1442,Silver Box Guards (2)

——AD.2158.5.14——

Citadel, human embassy.

"Welcome, Anderson, and Connor." Nick Fury, who still had no grass on his head, stood up from behind his desk and took the initiative to shake hands with the two people who had just entered the embassy: "I have received the order from the Star Alliance. What will happen next?"

I will fully cooperate with your work."

Is it so fast? Kangna confirmed the current time. It was less than twenty-four hours from the time she sent out the mission termination application report, to receiving the acknowledgment, and to arriving at the Citadel Embassy.

That "07" seems to be a resolute person.

"I mean Nick..." Because they were all acquaintances, Anderson was not so polite. He shook hands casually. After sitting down, he looked around and said, "Are you in an embassy or an office cubicle?"

It was indeed very similar. Kangna, who was sitting upright, scanned the "inside" environment of the embassy.

When I passed by the "corridor" of this guard area before, I saw the door number of a certain embassy marked individually on the wall. I thought that there would be at least a separate living room, office and even private space. However, after entering the door, I realized that there was more.

.

The "Embassy" has only one office, and the walls on all four sides are completely transparent. You can clearly see what the staff in other "Embassies" are doing. The overall look does look like a police office on Earth.

"No way, human status is not enough," Fury spread his hands indifferently: "This is the case for all civilized embassies of non-permanent directors. Those civilized embassies that are not valued do not even have a wall, only a wall.

Set up desks and gather together like a vegetable market."

"No one protested? What should we do with civilization's confidential information?" Anderson looked at the embassy "next door" and could clearly see the fat, one-eyed alien leaning back on the office chair and sleeping soundly.

"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 'leakage', they will slowly take the matter away.

The surveillance system that records the whole incident will be used as a criterion for judging."

"..." Anderson was speechless for a moment. Thinking about it carefully, with the power to rule the galaxy, who would care about a civilization with only one or two planets - although humans do not only have "a few planets".

[“The influence in the ‘Galactic Alliance’ should be improved,” (model)]

["Only those with strong military strength have the right to speak." (Rebellion)]

["What do you think about this mission?"]

["Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty——" (Qiongqi)]

"..." Kangna looked at the fourth item, and then asked: "Ambassador Fury, do you know anything about our mission, or the 'ghost workers'?"

"You should know that the 'Galactic Alliance' has a 'Combined Fleet' composed of warships provided by all governing civilizations in a certain proportion. It is mainly responsible for handling battles that require large-scale fleets," Fury turned to talk about something unrelated.

Thing: "If you think of this 'United Fleet' as a fully armed warrior with a helmet and a sword, then the 'Ghost Agent' is an erratic assassin holding a dagger."

"One of them is a fleet?" Anderson doubted.

"Although they are not comparable in scale, they are relatively similar in function," Fury shook his head: "If something attracts the attention of the 'Citadel Council', but it is not enough to send a fleet, let a "ghost agent"

Intervention is the best choice. Therefore, if you choose to join the task of a 'trainee ghost', you will directly enter the sight of the Citadel Council. If you perform well, it will help improve the status of mankind, or in other words, help me change my office.

Very helpful.”

It’s basically the same as what Saren said, but is the order of purpose reversed?

"However, the 'Ghost Agents' cannot do whatever they want," Nick continued: "As far as I know, they do have the authority to 'destroy a civilization', but they must provide the civilization's impact on the 'Galaxy Alliance' in the action summary report.

Only if there is evidence of a devastating threat, otherwise the civilization to which the ghost agent belongs will be severely sanctioned by the Citadel Council."

"I thought they were directly affiliated with the 'Galactic Alliance'?" Anderson continued to ask.

"It does belong directly to the 'Citadel Council', but if their actions go wrong, will the Council collectively take the blame? It will definitely be blamed on the original race of the 'Ghost'," Fury leaned forward slightly: "

Therefore, this assistance mission can only succeed and cannot fail. I don’t care what will happen if the ‘trainee ghost’ fails, but humans and the Star Alliance will definitely share the blame.”

"...Is this what Star Alliance means?" Anderson frowned.

"This is what I mean personally," Fury leaned back again: "I was sent by the Star Alliance to establish the image of humans in this place full of weird aliens. I don't want the results of my work to be tainted by the rashness of others.

Destroyed by action.”

"Am I going to intentionally cause the mission to fail?" Anderson raised an eyebrow.

"Just a reminder, pay attention to your job and don't do unnecessary things." Fury seemed not to explain.

"Speak clearly to me!"

"If you can't think of it, then my words are in vain."

Hmm... Kangna looked at the two old colleagues who could turn from acquaintances to enemies within a few minutes, and began to try to analyze what riddles they were playing.

Analysis completed.

"Captain Anderson," Kangna said, "Didn't you work on catching the red ice dealer on Earth?"

"Yeah." Anderson was busy staring at Fury.

"That kind of childish thing has been eliminated in the 'Galactic Alliance'. The aliens use something that is a thousand times more effective. Coincidentally, its name is-" Kangna opened the multi-purpose tool,

Flip to display: "'Red sands'."

[Red Sand: A synthetic substance accidentally discovered by the "Defunatix" industry on the "Yandoa" planet during the "Superpower Gene Modification and Treatment" project. The molecular formula is [not shown]. For

Non-silicon-based organisms are extremely addictive and hallucinogenic, and are listed as first-level contraband in the Galaxy Alliance. Possession, transportation, and trading are all serious violations.]

"Wang Defa!?" Anderson's eyes widened.

"Actually, Allen has been catching the aliens who smuggled this in the Citadel~" Fury said with a smile: "Surprise's mother is messing with Falk~"

————

dock.

After completing the registration at the embassy and submitting it to the "Galactic Alliance", Anderson and Kangna returned to the dock to wait for Saren's contact.

Although the headquarters of the "Ghost Agent" is also in the ring, no one knows its specific location because there are too many places that are off-limits.

"Why do I feel that the Milky Way is just a big Earth?" Anderson looked at the alien ships coming and going outside the porthole and sighed: "The same spheres of influence are divided, and they are also led by powerful forces.

There were conflicts and fights over all kinds of things, and there were also careerists, criminals and terrorists."

"It can only be said that this is the commonality of intelligent creatures," Kangna 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 feel they have no pursuit and choose to use red sand.

.”

"Ha, forget it, didn't you listen to what Fury just said? The effect of red sand is too strong. Only creatures with super powers can use it. If I want to deal with them, I have to be prepared to face all kinds of super powers.

I'm pretty sure there's some guy in that gang of smugglers whose bullets are ineffective." Anderson shook his head.

"Don't be convinced, there must be it." Kangna flipped through the public information that Edith helped her collect on the multi-purpose tool: "The Asari, the most powerful people in the galaxy, are born with superpowers. Because their lifespans are too long, they can do anything.

If you want to give it a try, you can find Asari in almost any legal or illegal profession."

"Then if we kill them, will it cause diplomatic disputes?" Anderson had already begun to think about the content of his work.

"As long as it is confirmed that the other party has indeed committed a crime," Kangna turned a few more pages: "Although the Asari are the largest force in the galaxy, they themselves are a loose 'tribal federation', and the laws and regulations between each tribe

The customs are all different, so as long as the bottom line is not involved and the Asari councilors of the Citadel are angered, there will basically be no problem."

"Wow! [Although you are right, are you sure you want to discuss killing the Asari, the first race in the galaxy, in public?]"

"..." Kangna paused and forcibly changed the topic: "In contrast, Turians, as the second largest race in the galaxy, have very few criminal records, because although they are keen on fighting, they will ask for their divisions to come out.

It is famous that if a battle cannot gain honor, defend order or protect the weak, they will often refuse the battle."

"So, what about Salarian?" Since Saren couldn't wait for a long time, Anderson didn't mind hearing more about the secrets of the various races in the galaxy.

"Research maniacs, or assassins, if they commit crimes, they will basically conduct illegal scientific research or release dangerous goods." Kangna flipped through a few pages of information: "Their 'ghost' once used sterilization genetic agents to kill a man named 'Gr.'

Logan's warlike civilization was almost extinct, and they boasted of this as a major achievement for many years."

[Commander, multiple cameras in the dock are turned towards you.] Etty, who has been secretly collecting public information, reminded.

Is it possible for these guys to stop talking bad about Asari and Turians and just notice the mention of Salarian?

Although I want to end the topic here to avoid triggering surveillance that is obviously developed by Salary, but that is too deliberate, and I should find a reasonable reason...

["In the next mission, the other races we may encounter are-" (model)]

["Humph, sooner or later we humans will become permanent members of civilization." (Rebellion)]

Click, click, click~

Kangna was about to choose one of the two alternatives when she saw a strange-looking alien creature walking towards her.

It is about half a person tall, with a green body, a round body, four spider-like legs, and a stick-shaped one-eye and a pair of slender arms on its raised upper body.

"Huh? Are you here to warn us not to talk nonsense? But it seems a bit smaller?" Anderson looked at the creature.

"No, wait," Kangna glanced at the message from Etty, then pulled Anderson out of the way: "This is the 'nursing worker.'"

"What?" Anderson looked confused: "A nurse in the hospital?"

"No, they are the defenders of this 'Citadel'," Kangna frowned: "They will complete the maintenance and repair of the Citadel step by step. Other than that, they will not respond to any negotiation attempts or counterattack any attacks.

Anatomy shows that they don't even have thinking organs, and their nests and production sites have not been found in the entire Citadel, but they can always maintain a total population. Scholars generally believe that it is actually a part of the Citadel, and there is a special legislation prohibiting harm to them.

"

"Hey, compared to the previous races, it is so humble." Anderson watched as the "caregiver" crashed into it without changing its direction at all, and had to make a wrong step to get out of the way at the last second.

Zhizhizhi——

The caregiver stopped at the edge of a parking space that seemed to have been dented by a careless driver. A blue light emitted from the "hand" and began to repair it.

"In other words, this guy doesn't need wages, doesn't have to rest, and will work diligently every day?" Anderson touched his chin: "Capitalists are ecstatic."

"No, that's not the point. The Citadel Council chooses to turn a blind eye to this kind of creature whose origin is unknown and cannot be controlled just because it can maintain it for them?"

As Kangna spoke, she stared at the "caregiver" and began to think about where to start.

"[No, they are not of 'unknown origin',]" Saren's voice sounded from behind the two of them: "[Its origin is clearly known to the senior council officials, but they are just pretending to be ostriches.]"

"You are so slow," Kangna turned around and glanced at Saren: "Is it possible that the 'Ghost Agent Headquarters' doesn't agree with your plan?"

Saren now put on a pure black power armor with red stripes and white indicator lights. There were two sniper guns attached to his back, and a pair of pistols hung around his waist. He seemed to be able to shoot a lot——

But overall it still looks like a lizard.

"[Headquarters generally will not interfere with our execution of tasks. We only need to report to you for assistance. The reason why it took so long is to go to the ghost terminal to purchase equipment,]" Saren patted the gun barrel behind his back and took a step forward: "[

Let’s go, we’ll talk about the caregiver on the way.]”

"Wait? Are you going in the wrong direction? That's the direction to our ship, where is your ship." Kangna stopped him and pointed to the small frigate that Saren was on.

"[Yes, I have registered the ship used for this mission as your Dunkirk.]" Saren shook his head.

Anderson blew his beard and stared: "What, you guy actually-"

"[Humanity's contribution to this mission will increase as a result, and if it is damaged, you will receive three times the compensation.]" Saren added.

"——You actually think about us so much?"


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