waves among the stars

Anze followed a man in a suit into a corridor surrounded by special metal, and every few steps there was a heavily armed soldier guarding him.

Anze put his hands in the windbreaker pockets, and the black wide-brimmed hat slightly covered his eyes. He looked around unobtrusively, evaluating in his heart whether he could escape safely if the real talk collapsed.

When they reached the deepest part of the corridor, the man in the suit stretched out his hand and patted the wall a few times. A transparent screen appeared in midair. The man in the suit stepped forward to check his irises and fingerprints before the door opened in front of him.

Anze followed the other person into the room. The room was not big, with bookcases around it, and a desk in front of it. The desk was lit. In other words, there was no electrical equipment in this office, which perfectly prevented any surveillance and information interception. .

The man in the suit bowed to the person sitting behind the desk, then took a step back and waited against the wall. Anze smiled and bowed slightly: "Nice meeting, General Asrael."

"...I was shocked when old Vicar said you wanted to see me."

General Aslar in front of him had a mustache and a serious face. He put the documents in his hand beside the table and looked at An Ze with his hands together: "Welcome to Central Star, Mr. Sikma."

"The Sith guy has been taken care of by you." General Aslar said: "He is stationed in the Sko galaxy, and he often sends messages to me, saying that some people help to pick up garbage for their equipment upgrades. They also asked me to cry poorly, saying that all their money was for someone to place an order or something."

Anze showed a warm smile, he lowered his head slightly, and his tone was extremely gentle: "You are joking, I am under the care of General Sith, General Sith is a very good officer, and is deeply loved by all of our Skool galaxy. Loved by the people."

General Aslar snorted: "Don't waste each other's time, what is the purpose of you coming to the central star alone?"

The smile on An Ze's face deepened, so he likes to deal with the military department. One is because he knows what the people in the military department think, and the other is because the people in the military department like to be straightforward.

"Of course I'm here for the Federation." Anze's expression became more serious: "Although I have some power of my own in the Skor galaxy, compared to the military department, it's just a comparison between an ant and a big tree. I still have some power." Self-aware."

Anze flattered the other party a little, and then changed his voice: "I do have something to do when I go out alone this time. Please forgive me for the inconvenience of disclosing the details, but I hope to reach a priority cooperation with the military department."

General Aslar raised his eyebrows: "Cooperation? What do you use for cooperation? The Rainbow Spider System?"

Anze shook his head: "The code of that system is open source. Except for the upgrade and camouflage when we use it internally, there is no falsehood in the data content released to the public. Only the information of the entire federation galaxy is synchronized, and the galaxies under the federation can For common development, my wish is no different from that of the Federation in terms of improving the living standards of the people of the Federation and the overall economic strength."

"After all, everyone has money, so we can make money, right?"

After hearing this, General Aslar's expression finally changed slightly: "Then your so-called cooperation is..."

"I hope you can give me one or two experts to help me, at least you must have the level of an A-level professional?" Anze said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you are my bodyguard, come to monitor me, or even kill me at a critical moment That's okay... In short, although it's inconvenient to say the specific content of the cooperation, I think my sincerity is enough."

"After all, I have entrusted my safety to your hands."

Anze has been busy developing the iris flower for the past few years, and he has not lost his own strength training, but he is not old enough after all. Even if he has practiced very diligently, he can only barely raise his strength from d-level to c-level, and he is almost one step ahead. b grade.

If he is at this level and stays honestly in the lair of the iris flower, with the professional masters gathered in the past two years to support the facade, Anze's safety will naturally not be a problem.

But who made Anze run out and make trouble?He is no longer the little Xiami that no one paid attention to before. For example, yesterday he just held Rhine's little hand and danced in a circle, and he was watched in the middle of the night. Today's scheduled negotiations may collapse.

Anze cherishes his own life very much. Fortunately, he has already made n-hand preparations. As Lehman's boss, how could Anze not be proficient in the stunts of two or five boys?

Anyway, there are so many departments in the Federation, and there are so many galaxies. Anze jumps over one by one. As long as he doesn't jump to his death, he is sure to return home safely!

Until Anze left this secret military base, there was already a burly man beside him. Anze asked A-level professionals to be his bodyguards, but in fact A-level professionals are not Chinese cabbage, even if such a strong person is not there In the army, there will also be the false title of major general, let alone the powerful of the real power faction.

General Aslar rummaged through the information for a long time before he found this buddy. This buddy has his own elite team, but the last mission was completed and he was on vacation, so he was arrested by Aslar and transferred with a piece of paper. Swapped over to serve as Anze's bodyguard, he even thought he was here for vacation.

It is true that the Sikma next to him has set off a communication turmoil and revolution in the entire Interstellar Federation, but someone else actually developed the system. Under normal circumstances, even if other forces want this technology, their eyes will fall on Ming Luo.

As a result, not long after the two of them left the secret base, they encountered a car crash, were attacked by someone, someone touched the porcelain, and the Central Star Security Bureau intercepted and investigated... It was only a 10-minute drive, but it took them two hours to reach Anze. The place agreed with Falun.

This A-level professional named Hitt was completely convinced. If he hadn't shown his ID card along the way, both of them would have gone on a day trip to the police station now.

"...It turns out that so many people want to drink tea with you."

Anze rested his arm by the window, leaned his head on his hand, and said slowly: "So respected Major General Hitt, please take care of me more, and don't let me really die."

Hitt smiled: "That depends on the situation."

"The situation must be beyond your imagination." Anze smiled. At this moment, the automatic radio station in the speeding car played Miss Nina's natural voice. Anze lowered his eyes. He closed his eyes as a gesture of appreciation. After a while, Anze said, "Let's go."

Hitt was taken aback: "Let's go now? Don't you want to wait for your men?"

Anze said calmly: "He won't come, but we will meet at the destination. Now, let's go to the port and leave here by spaceship."

Hitt looked serious, he didn't question Anze's decision, General Aslar said before coming here, he would follow Anze's command on safety issues, after all, Anze cherished his own life more, didn't he?

Anze and Hitt went directly to the transit port and took the spaceship to leave the central star. When entering the port access passage, Hitt suddenly felt that something was wrong with the waiting crowd around him, and he sensed the danger.

Coincidentally, Anze also felt something was wrong, he made a decisive decision: "Go to the warehouse."

Hitt and Anze pretended to wait in line, but turned around after entering the aisle, got into the staff-only aisle, entered the air vent and slid all the way down, found a suitcase at random, Anze reached out and touched the luggage for a while The port of the box, and the box will open in the next second.

Seeing this scene, Hitt whistled: "It's so convenient."

Anze casually stuffed everything in the suitcase and poured it out, and then got in by himself. Hit wanted to smile, but he raised his hand a little, and the things on the ground automatically flew to the corner where no one was around, and he pushed and packed them himself. Anze's suitcase, and handed Anze's suitcase to the staff at the boarding gate: "This is the last one."

The other party didn't take it seriously: "Someone is late again? Well, the transport vehicle hasn't left anyway."

Then Anze successfully entered the cargo compartment of another transport plane, and Hitt calmly returned to the originally scheduled spaceship, almost as soon as he was about to step into the port, the next second the plane hadn't taken off The transport plane exploded, and the crowd fled in panic. Hitt quickly found two people in the crowd who looked wrong and seemed to be looking for something.

Hitt shook his fingers, and a silver-white pin appeared in his hand. In the blink of an eye, a little bloodstain appeared on the necks of the two people in the distance. , he held his breath and moved quickly, blending into the crowd in the blink of an eye and disappearing.

Hitt sighed while running: "How much hatred? Do you just don't want that kid to leave the central star?"

He clicked his tongue endlessly: "This kid is really miserable."

It's a bit of a loss for me to take this vacation.

Hitt said so and opened his contact terminal, and the next meeting point appeared on it.

"...But the third generation of rainbow spiders used inside Iris is really easy to use." Information planning and command are so convenient, no wonder Iris's boss Xikma can beat the two nebula forces into a temper, just talk about the speed of information transmission And accuracy is not the same level.

At the same time, in an abandoned warehouse, Fallon was handcuffed to the railing next to him, and a wooden warehouse was pointed at his head. Ms. Hailan's face sank: "So are you repenting?"

Fallon waited for a long time before he said with a smile: "Of course not? But the so-called negotiations, of course, come and go. If you put forward conditions, we should also mention them here. We are the only seller, but the buyer is not." Certainly, in this case, we certainly don't want to lower the conditions~"

Ms. Hailan pursed her lips. She pressed the microphone next to her ear, listened to the instructions inside, and said after a long time: "You want too many shares."

Fallon smiled, the smile was a little careless and meaningful: "Boss has already set off, if you take a step slower, you will slow down step by step."

Ms. Hailan raised her eyebrows and said playfully, "You've been abandoned just like that, don't you have any ideas?"

Fallon shook the rattling handcuffs in his hand: "I am not abandoned, but left behind. This is the sincerity of our boss, agree to our terms, and then I will take you out, how about it?"

Ms. Hailan chuckled: "So that's it. You really have a good plan. Are you not afraid of us cooperating with the military?"

Fallon whistled: "Even if you cooperate with the military, you will still suffer, after all..."

"After the core technology of the new generation of mechas is actually applied to the mechas, the strength of the military will be greatly improved."

"And only we have clues, you have nothing else to do."

The author has something to say: Anze sold two of the technologies that he didn't have, and there will be more...