After cutting off the communication with the Jedi master Oslod, Mostima fell into deep thought.

Sean sat next to his master, also falling into deep thought.

Judging from the mission information just now, it is indeed the most appropriate to send her master Mosti to perform this mission. She is not the type who is particularly good at fighting among the Jedi Masters, but her extensive knowledge, humble and gentle personality, and meticulous and comprehensive thinking model make her extremely good at dealing with various difficult and complicated problems. This is how the nickname of the universal Jedi comes from it.

Moreover, perhaps because of the guidance of the Force, their master and apprentice just studied the Oplovis Star Zone last year and also learned Qiankun Language!

After a while, Mostima said: "Justori Oslod just sent a more detailed information about the galaxy system. Let's study it carefully. During this period, we have to review Qiankun language. This language is too niche, so it will be a little unfamiliar if you don't have to do it for a year."

"Okay." Sean nodded, called out the information of Master Oslod and studied it carefully.

Regarding this galaxy, the big thing Mostima has summarized very accurately: it is located in a remote place, but prosperous, has its own independent culture, and is close to the Republic.

The information sent by Master Oslod only provides more detailed evidence. However, from the vast sea of ​​information, Sean vaguely appreciated the meaning of an undercurrent.

For example, in the galaxy, the basic language of the Republic can only be regarded as "foreign language", and the locals use rare small languages ​​named "Qiankun language" by the Republic.

The grammatical rules of this language are very different from those of the basic language, and it is very difficult to learn and understand. Last year, Sean and his master learned this language together was extremely difficult.

Even searching all over the Republic, except for the etiquette robots loaded with complete language modules, few people know the language of the universe.

The language is not accessible, so the culture is not accessible, so the people's hearts are not accessible. As a nominal member of the Republic, the galaxy system has always maintained a very high degree of independence. Judging from the internal information provided by Oslod, the term independence seems a bit understatement.

People in the Dry Galaxy are highly exclusive, which can also be seen from the abnormal racial distribution. In addition, the calls for separation from the Republic have always remained high within the Dry Galaxy.

In such an environment, it is really not easy for the Jedi Master and Apprentice as an outsider to conduct a smooth investigation.

Sean couldn't help but ponder: So, how does Master plan to conduct an investigation?

Are you a supporter left by Nan Heli in the Ganxing System?

With the help of local guides, the investigation can indeed be twice the result with half the effort. For example, the successful completion of Bergamore's investigation mission is largely due to the brave trial and error of the elite agent of the Republic, Mr. Squark.

However, the situation of the dry galaxy and Bergamore is not the same as that of the same, and excessive dependence on the locals is probably not a good idea.

Sean was thinking, and his master Mostima suddenly spoke and broke the silence.

"We then took a cruise and reviewed the words of the Qiankun with the passengers in the galaxy along the way. By the way, we won't be too passive when we get to the place."

"Then I'll prepare to book a ticket," Sean said, opening the holographic tablet and starting to contact shipping companies that are open to the Dry Galaxy System.

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The master and apprentice selected the boarding location on a tourism and trade planet outside the Gangalaxy system.

As a transit station between a wealthy galaxy on the border and the Republic, this planet has a charming and unique cultural style. Unfortunately, Sean has no time to stay. In order to grab discount tickets, the boarding time he chose was a bit rush.

After the master and apprentice handled the shuttle seized from President Bergamore, they immediately boarded the large cargo spacecraft more than a thousand meters long and moved into a simple but spacious cabin.

After boarding the ship, Sean began to look at the details on the ship with great enthusiasm, and soon felt emotion.

"The technical level of Qiankun Group is higher than that shown in the data, and the structural design of this passenger ship has been very modern."

Sean said, and couldn't help but find two slender miniature drill bits, preparing to drill and sample the cabin wall and investigate the alloy model.

Mostima quickly stopped Sean's research spirit and said, "Compared with the records on the obvious information, the design level of this ship is indeed more than one generation."

Sean focused on a holographic painting in the cabin again. Although it was just a cheap work of art, the freehand style of black and white instantly caught his eye.

"Interesting, is this the traditional culture of the dry galaxy?"

Mostima said: "It's just one of the countless traditional cultural symbols of the Gan Galaxy system. This style originated thousands of years ago and has no substantial impact on the current Gan Galaxy people. However, understanding it helps to understand the overall culture of the Gan Galaxy. During the journey, you can take time to study it. But remember to focus on language. We have basically never used Qiankun language again this year, and we have become a lot unfamiliar with it."

Sean was quite touched. He had no limits to his knowledge, and he would retreat if he didn't advance against the current. Last year, when he was studying Qiankun's language, he tried his best to memorize the text and practice speaking. However, when he recalled this year, those efforts had become blurred and chaotic.

"Go out and have a walk. You can't rely on working behind closed doors to know the language." Mostima said, leaving the cabin first.

There was noisy outside, with hundreds of passengers bustling with passengers, such as scholars, Aesops who were with Jiwen, and Nemoidians who had already begun looking for business opportunities on the spaceship.

But most of the passengers are humans, and they have extremely distinct and unified characteristics: black hair and black eyes like Sean; using authentic Qiankun language.

In fact, this cheap flight was originally set up by Qiankun Group for locals in the Gangalaxy system. Sean also took this into consideration when purchasing tickets to place an order - otherwise he could actually find more discounted flights.

With the authentic locals providing the language environment, Sean only felt that the mess in his mind called Qiankunyu suddenly became much clearer, as if a pair of wonderful hands were combing all the chaos at an extremely fast speed.

By the time Sean came to the restaurant on the ground floor with Mostima, he had already recalled the homework he had done last year and could barely talk to the waiter to order food in the awkward and scheming Qiankun language.

It is difficult to have delicious food during space travel - especially cheap flights. Even in a beautifully decorated restaurant, most of the food is served in canned food, but there is an extra process: it is heated and squeezed on a large plate and sold at a high price immediately.

But no matter what, even the canned iron is very local to dry galaxy. Sean tastes it while creating an inexplicable sense of intimacy, as if the slightly greasy dish awakens the long-lasting memories hidden in the taste buds.

Mostima did not rush to have a meal, but instead looked at Sean's reaction with interest. She didn't say until halfway through Sean's eating, "The tableware is very skillful."

Only then did Sean realize that he was surprisingly skilled in using the default dry galaxy tableware "chopsticks" on the dining table. This kind of tableware composed of two thin sticks is simple and practical, but it is slightly more difficult to get started.

Sean glanced around in the aftermath. Many foreign tourists grabbed the chopsticks and looked bitter. They had no choice but to ask the waiter robot to change to the knife and fork. A Tilek even accidentally knocked over the dining plate with chopsticks.

But Sean skillfully stripped off half a plate of special fried rice with chopsticks.

Sean pinched the chopsticks and thoughtfully: "Master, should I change my style to a more sophisticated swordsmanship?"

Mostima smiled: "You can consider it, but let's talk about it first."

Sean nodded, and continued to realize the intimacy that kept flowing from the tip of his tongue and fingertips. While listening to the gossip of the people around him, he only felt that his understanding of Qiankunyu was also diligent.

Soon after, the bowl was clean, Mostima stood up and said, "Go and take a look elsewhere."

Sean followed the master and walked on the boat for a long time, including libraries, theaters, and dance halls. Although this cheap flight was cheap, it was all-in-one.

During the entire voyage, the master and apprentice contacted many people from the Gan Galaxy. They had different appearances and different temperaments, and even when speaking Qiankun, there were certain differences in accents. However, they jointly abide by a unified standard, which can be said to be the cultural soul of the Gan Galaxy. It is indescribable but it exists conclusively.

Mostima said: "The people of the Ganxing system have relatively unified cultural beliefs. Whether they browse information records or actually contact them, they should be able to feel that they attach great importance to their families and ancestors."

"There are all giant enterprises under Qiankun Group that are firmly controlled by a huge family, and the position of the chairman has been passed down from generation to generation. In other words, the ruling class of this galaxy is almost monopolized by several family oligarchs."

"But in addition to this, the Ganxing system believes that 'whether the kings, princes, generals and ministers are willing to be willing to be a genius' and believe that personal struggle can change his class and destiny, which is very contradictory but interesting."

Sean pondered for a long time and nodded. These were all contents that were not shown in the information, and he felt unclear when he understood them himself. After the teacher said this, he finally felt a sense of enlightenment.

"But these are just general discussions. The arguments of families and ancestors are cultural bones rooted in the deep hearts of people, not concrete appearances. You must not blindly apply the conclusions, for example, if you see there are counterexamples on the ship."

While explaining, Mostima pointed his hand at the family of three not far away. A fat young man was scolding his elderly parents in public because the two old men tried to privately hide the gorgeous tableware in the restaurant and take them back to the cabin, and refused to accept others' persuasion.

It was reasonable and the young people's scolding was taken for granted, and the viewers around him nodded. But Sean also heard it clearly, and there was no shortage of objections in the crowd.

"After all, I'm a real mother, one or two dishes, so I'm so serious."

"I think he still feels embarrassing himself, so he ignores his parents' face. The kindness of raising a dog is really fed to the dog."

These conversations made Sean think. However, before he could think about it, his master patted his shoulder and woke him up from his meditation.

"Don't think too much. Only by really watching too much can you be qualified to meditate." After Mostima said that, he took his apprentice back to the cabin.

The topic in the cabin has changed again.

"Do you have any new ideas about the homicide in the galaxy now?"

Sean replied: "As I just walked along the way, I saw no less than a thousand tourists, but I didn't hear any of them mention Nan Heli's death. This was the accidental death of the senior board of directors."

"So, I think there are three possibilities. One is that the existence of Qiankun Group is too far away for most people in the Gan Galaxy system to be able to pay attention to it at all."

"The second is that this director may have always played an extremely low-key role, so it is unknown until his death."

"The third is that Qiankun Group has a strong ability to control galaxy public opinion. People will think about whatever they think. If people don't think about anything, they will not have any thoughts."

Mostima said: "It's right. It's likely that there are all three, but you have to contact the contact person to know the specific situation."

Sean asked, “How do we contact the contact person?”

"We are already in contact with each other." Mostima smiled, "After arriving in the Gangalaxy, find a convenient place to talk and wait for them to come to us."

Sean was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

When he bought cheap boat tickets, he used his true identity with his master, and had just met at least a thousand people on the boat.

If the other party wanted to avenge Nan Heli, he should have known that the messenger of the Republic had set out.
Chapter completed!