The destination of the flight is the capital planet of the dry galaxy [Kun].

According to the data, this planet is the birthplace of the stem galaxy civilization, with about one-third of the population of the entire galaxy. The headquarters of Qiankun Group is located in the "Sky" space station outside the planet's atmosphere, overlooking the vast crowd from a high place.

The passenger ship jumped out of the hyperspace, and Sean saw through the porthole the huge dome that looked magnificent and magnificent even in space.

It looks like a disc, but the thinnest part is hundreds of meters thick. The huge disc hides countless unknown secrets of the Qiankun Group.

From the top, you can see that the circular dome is in the middle of the center of the sun, which is a stunningly large area.

Sean was about to speak out with his master to discuss the technical and aesthetic issues of Qiankun Group, but suddenly felt a flash in front of him.

In my mind, a blazing sun burned, as if it was about to burn everything in the world. The universe and stars seemed to be gone under the exclusion of light and heat!

The hallucination only appeared for a moment. Sean shook his body and found that the sun in his mind disappeared, leaving only a round-out pattern of sunshine.

The pattern seems familiar, but before Sean thought about it, he heard the master ask, "What's wrong? His face is not very good."

"I just had hallucinations."

Sean did not hide anything from his master. He explained what he saw for a moment in detail, and then carefully drew down his gaze. He felt that the sun on the holographic tablet seemed to be closely related to the pattern on the space station on the sky.

Mostima pondered and said for a moment, "This is the revelation of the Force to you. Remember it in your heart, but don't be attached to it."

"yes."

Sean immediately threw away all the guesses that had been outlined in his mind.

The revelation of the Force is not uncommon for the Jedi. Those masters who are integrated with the Force can rely on the omnipresent Force to feel the dangers that occur in the distance, gain enlightenment from clues, and even see the future to a limited extent.

However, for apprentices who are still far from mature, the revelation of the Force is often vague. If you make a judgment based on subjective conjecture, it may be counterproductive.

"Master, we came directly to [Kun] this time because you suspect that the murderer is at the top of the board of directors?"

Mostima said: "It is obvious that according to common sense, the senior members of the board of directors of the toast Qiankun Group will not easily die at the hands of outsiders."

Sean put down his communication ring, loaded the charging adapter provided by the passenger ship, and connected it to the intranet of the dry galaxy [Xiahe.com], browsing all recent news. However, from the topic to the news, no news mentioned Nan Heli's death.

However, the lack of news itself is also a kind of intelligence, which is enough to verify the speculation of the Jedi Master.

"The rule of the Qiankun Group is stronger than it shows in the data." Mostima stood behind Sean, browsing the same information as him, concluding, "at least they can completely purify the galaxy intranet."

Sean smiled and said, "Jamie Brasen can do it, too."

"The only thing he can blockade of the intranet of the planet," Mostima said.

Hearing the word "dry", Sean couldn't help but nod.

Bergamore's network is extremely monotonous and boring. Apart from the president's old face, his monotonous speeches, and the singular words of people around him, he can hardly see anything else.

However, the internal network of Gan Galaxy is very different. Although politically sensitive content will still be filtered, various programs and channels are diverse, including everything from the local culture of Gan Galaxy to various cutting-edge science and technology, and even various gossips of the Galaxy Republic.

Not to mention the population size and wealth of the Gan Galaxy system are far from comparable to Bergamore. What you need to block the network here is absolutely powerful dominance.

"So, in such a developed and orderly galaxy that the ruling group pays great attention to everything, Nan Heli actually died of a mere house robbery, which is difficult to explain in any case."

Sean asked, "Since that's the case, we have entered the dry galaxy so unconcealedly, which should have also alarmed the real mastermind?"

"Of course, but this is beneficial to our investigation. It is often not a bad thing to alert the enemy."

Mostima explained: "It has been a few days since Nan Heli's death. In a place like Gangalaxy, if the mastermind comes from the senior management of Qiankun Group, a few days are enough for them to cover up all traces, and we may not find any valuable clues."

Sean thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with the master's point of view.

The dry galaxy system is not as good as Bergamore, and it is impossible to tear the iron curtain open with the power of a few people. If things were so simple, the Republic would not have sent the Jedi here.

"So letting them know about our arrival may trigger a chain reaction. Of course there are risks, and we need to take this risk."

Sean wanted to nod and respond, but for some reason, he couldn't help but frown: "I have a bad feeling."

"I have it too, this task will be difficult, but we should not be afraid of it," Mostima said.

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The spacecraft landed at 7 pm local time to the capital planet [Kun]'s capital [Xiajing].

This large passenger ship, which is more than a thousand meters long and can accommodate tens of thousands of people, immediately seemed insignificant when it settled on the endless port. From above, it looked like a humble ant. However, from this ant, there were tens of thousands of passengers gathered along different channels into dozens of surging people and rushing out.

"Welcome to [Xiajing] and wish you a happy trip!"

A smiling etiquette robot stamped a bright red seal on Sean's entry documents while saying a programmatic but still sincere welcome.

Sean put away his passport, but he was thinking that the robotics of Qiankun Group were more sophisticated than the information provided by Oslod, and at least one generation advanced.

Soon, both the master and the apprentice had passed the border inspection and customs. Since the Ganxing system had special treatment in the Republic and the currency was self-contained, Sean also specially exchanged for a Qiankun currency at the exchange window.

Afterwards, the two came to the square outside the terminal. Sean was about to stop a taxied flight, but a noise came from his ears. His ears shook and he couldn't help but feel enlightened.

"Master, there seems to be a speech in the square over there. Do you want to go and listen to it?"

Sean said, as he had already taken steps and trotted towards the square in front of the terminal.

Mostima frowned and followed closely behind. Her hearing was sharper than Sean, and she had heard the speeches in the distance.

The words and words are correct and full of words, with a dignified tone and passionate.

"As we all know, the basis of politics lies in mutual benefit. What benefits have we gained over the years since joining the Galactic Republic? What are the taxes paid every year in exchange for?"

"When we need a Republic, they are high above the core area and refuse to enter the mortal world, and when we don't need them, the tax officials are following us!"

"Are we a member of the Republic or a servant of the Republic? And when we are self-reliant and make breakthroughs in some technological fields, they even suppress them wantonly, which is shameless!"

Mostima's brow frowned slightly.

Not far away, Sean also stopped and turned around in surprise: "Master, this is completely different from what is said in the information."

Whether it is the holographic network of the Republic or the [Xiahe Network] of the dry galaxy, the records of the relationship between the galaxy and the Milky Way Republic are consistent.

Although this galaxy is somewhat close to the Republic, it is still considered peaceful and healthy overall. There are no conflicts between the two sides. There have always been independent voices, but they are not enough to become the mainstream.

However, when Sean personally set foot in the dry galaxy, he heard such a rebellious speech in front of the space port of the capital planet.

Mostima whispered: "Maybe it's just the voice of the minority, which is amplified at this time; or maybe we should realize that the clues of Nan Heli's death are right in front of us."

Sean nodded, and his thoughts were the same. Regardless of whether the speech was a simple coincidence or not, no matter how unreasonable the speech itself was, this roadside political preaching similar to performance art contained a lot of information.

First, the capital planet of the galaxy allows political propaganda to exist, which means that the galaxy's speech environment is relatively free. Of course, this may just be the content of the speaker's topic in line with the needs of the ruler.

Secondly, judging from the audience's reaction, opposing the rule of the Republic is not too new here. Most listeners seem to have little interest, but they are not disgusted with its content, but they are just too commonplace.

Finally, and most importantly, the speaker listed the countless crimes of the Republic—most of which were purely false—but always avoided the existence of Nan Heli. As the Republic's biggest supporter in the galaxy system, Nan Heli can be regarded as the best target of the opposition. How can he avoid Nan Heli? Isn't it good to portray him as a human slander and discredit the Republic?

Sean couldn't help but fall into deep thought, but before he could think deeply, he heard that his master was already greeting him.

"Shawn, go."

Not far away, Mostima had already applauded the taxi of the airship, and saw a square yellow and blue airship parked quietly in front of the woman. A round r2x7 robot poked on the driver's seat, expressing greetings with a series of sharp electronic sounds.

For most people, the language used by this type of robot communication is basically equivalent to noise, so while the beep sounds, welcome words displayed side by side by side by side by side by side by side by side of r2x7 are also appearing on a display screen above r2x7.

"Welcome to [Xiajing]. I wish you a wonderful day. Where do your distinguished guests want to go?"

While actively opening the car door for Master, Sean pressed the rich communication ring on his hands and responded with a pleasant electronic sound: "I wish you a wonderful day too. We are newcomers. If you want to find a bar that is tasteful enough, it is best to be in the core business district. After a drink, you can still appreciate the prosperity of this place. Do you have any recommendations?"

A series of light flashed over r2x7's head, and the rhythm of the electronic sound was a little faster. Obviously, for this dedicated taxi driver, an organic life guest who can understand electronic language is too rare and too surprising.

This also made it use all its computing power to find the most suitable occasion for this guest from the map stored in the memory chip.

When Sean sat in the passenger seat, r2x7 had calculated the results and recommended Sean with a series of cheerful electronic sounds.
Chapter completed!