The Legendary Mechanic

Hutt Civilization is located in the Skywalker Galaxy, where the Black Star Legion has a branch, and three years ago Hutt Civilization set up a team of diplomats specializing in dealing with the Black Star Legion branch, headed by an elite from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs named Walman.

The Black Star Corps maintains an office of Hutt Civilization in the satellite division near the resource planet, which is the office area of the Diplomatic Group, where Walman and his team have been staying, overseeing the exploitation of the resource planet and communicating with the Black Star Corps division at all times.

The day was as relaxing as ever, Walman came to the office early, gracefully asked the group an early morning, sat down in his seat, looked out the window at the celestial battle, and then pulled a book out of his bag and spread it out on the table. This is an art book written in Hutt, with beautiful words, and he decided to finish chapters eight to eleven today, which would take about an entire morning.

He quickly identified his reading plans for today, kept more to watch tomorrow, and if he was in a good mood, only considered reading one more.

In the interstellar era, in order to save unnecessary manufacturing and transportation costs, basically all entertainment and arts books are in electronic form. Entity books have become collectibles. Only a small number of discussants pursuing a refined and elegant life will take the initiative to purchase the physical version of books.

As the elite of the Hutt Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the upper echelons of society, Walman strictly demanded that he live with sophistication. He took out a can of craft containing green powder, and he scooped two spoons and a third more, poured it into a crystal cup, and then brewed it with cold water, and the blue powder in the cup dissolved in cold water, turning into a thick blue liquid, flashing with fluorescence, as if a star dot had settled and landed in it, and it was beautiful.

This is a refreshing beverage, milled into powder with a plant called frost beans, brewed with cold water, a special drink that the Hutts love, ice cold sweet filaments, and Walman's frost bean powder is naturally not a factory road item, but a hand-milled boutique.

Walman returned to his seat with a glass of crystal, sipped a green drink, then picked up the book on the table, adjusted the seat to form a 45-degree angle from the window, and formed a window-ready posture, as if a ceremony had been completed, which made him look at the book with satisfaction.

He did not exclude himself from being transferred to this casual position, but was not satisfied with his work at this time.

Walman would prefer to be active in the political and diplomatic arena among civilizations and show his diplomatic charm in an elegant manner, which is what the elites deserve. And the Black Star Legion is just an armed force, even if it's powerful, but in terms of composition, it's just a bunch of rude mercenaries with little culture. Walman doesn't like to deal with the Black Star Legion, which he sees as humiliating himself and wasting his talents.

At this point, a member of the team hurried into the house and shouted: “Captain, just now the Black Star Legion people sent a notification that their leader, Black Star, will be coming to the Asteroids galaxy in seven days to personally meet with us at Hutt Civilization, which is a detailed document. ”

Black Star came to the door personally for what purpose... Wolman was surprised that since he took office, all he had done was solve a few small, slightly more important diplomatic events.

Take the file, take a closer look, and Wolman says, "He wants to meet Rosalyn? Who's Rosaline? ”

Han Xiao wrote his goals in order to inform Hutt Civilization in advance, that Hutt Civilization would not refuse to take his place if it was just a meeting.

Wallman immediately contacted the senior level, after a 10-minute call, to hang up the communication and breathe out, and the people above were not prepared to appear personally, leaving him in charge of greeting Blackstar and hosting the entire trip.

……

Seven days later, Han Xiao flew a spacecraft to the Skywalker galaxy and landed in a military shutdown port on the ruling star of the Hutt civilization, which had already been notified, largely emptied the port, and Walman's travelers had long waited at the pier.

The hatch door opened, Han Xiao walked down with Leonard, Walman dressed up, walked up with an elegant smile and offered to hold on.

“Lord Black Star, this is Walman from the Diplomatic Group, and I welcome you on behalf of Hutt Civilization. ”

“Yo, hello.” Han Xiao shook his hand.

“Upon learning of your arrival, the executives wanted to accompany you personally, but unfortunately, your arrival was too sudden for them to make a trip, so I'm in charge of hosting you, so please don't be surprised.” Walman speaks the right tone.

In fact, this is just a statement that the higher echelons of the Hutt civilization deliberately did not appear, because Hutt civilization had secretly cooperated with the Dark Star during the Dark Star mess, at which time it was heard that the Dark Star had made a deliberate visit, that some of them had become vain thieves, that they had decided to send insignificant little officials to receive them, in order to look at the attitude of the Dark Star and see why the Dark Star wanted to see Rosalyn.

But Walman didn't know about these insights. In his view, the lack of high-level presence represents the attitude of Hutt civilization towards Black Star. Although he invited Black Star to build a sub-base with the wind three years ago, he didn't really pay too much attention to this outbreak, and still maintained the insistence that galactic civilization deserves. This attitude made Walman feel very satisfied.

In Walman's eyes, black stars are an outbreak.

Blackstar is amazing, but it's not a unique super A yet, but with the help of a public opinion storm three years ago, the Blackstar Legion took off in a wave, revealing the temperament of an outburst of homes everywhere in his view. Black stars are essentially just indigenous people coming out of a backward planet, and Walman, an elite of old galactic civilization with a sense of superiority of origin, doesn't really see the Black Star Legion in his bones.

However, as a trained diplomat, this despises nature perfectly hidden and maintains superficial respect.

“Don't be so polite.” Han Xiao waved.

Walman nodded, "We've been notified that Rosalyn is being held in a secret prison on this planet, ready to meet, do you want to rest or see her first? ”

“Meet her in jail first. ”

“Okay, please follow me. ”

Han Xiao and Leonard followed Walman to the prison where Rosalyn was located, a suspended car with an official license plate parked outside the port.

The floating car traveled smoothly all the way, with no sense of shock, and the view flew out the window. In the car, Han Xiao had no match and chatted with Wallman. Leonard sat beside him, smiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Liver gave him a super long vacation, and Han Xiao had plenty of time to take care of his personal affairs. Seven days ago, when he received a mission from Leonard, when he found out that Rosalyn was an acquaintance, he immediately let go of all other arrangements and made the rescue of Rosalyn a top priority.

Given Rosalyn's identity, Han Xiao also took Leonard with him, whose name was to meet his sister, in fact, to put Rosalyn off her guard.

Although Han Xiao originally valued Leonard, he did not see him as the man of the future, but after seeing Leonard's sister, he knew that this brother was in charge!

“I'm about to meet your long-time sister, nervous?” Nor did Han Xiao conceal himself, questioning Leonard with a voice that everyone else in the car could hear.

“Not nervous.” Leonard shook his head, "I had a faint impression of her. Even if I met her, I had nothing to say to her. Just go your separate ways. ”

“You asked me to help you save Rosalyn without asking for anything in return? As if your feelings for Rosalyn were less pale than you said.” Han Xiao smiled.

“Families should take care of each other, and even if she had abandoned me, I should have helped her when she was in distress.” Leonard looked serious.

Walman smiled and listened, writing this information down in the dark, and Rosalyn seemed to be the family of a general under Black Star? Maybe that's what Black Star came for. We'll have to report it to the top.

More than two hours later, a suspended vehicle entered a military base, entered an underground corridor and parked at the door of an underground prison, where a heavy alloy gate was opening and where the warden and security guards had been waiting for long ago.

“Lord Black Star, here we are, let me show you the way. ”

Walman stepped out, opened the door for Han Xiao, and then spoke to the warden, respectfully leading the way.

The prison is sophisticated, with all kinds of interstellar technology, very quiet, only buzzing sounds from all kinds of mechanical guards, with all kinds of automatic weapons on the ceiling, automatic targeting of any thermal sensing targets and high security.

Han Xiao walked to admire it and gained a lot. He decided to go back and rebuild a happy cabin after this was done.

Walking through several wards to the deepest solitary confinement cell, the crowd stopped in front of an alloy cell door.

“The person you want to see is in there.” Walman nodded.

The warden opened the cell door and the mermaids entered. The space inside was not narrow and was divided into two areas by a semi-transparent, high-strength synthetic glass, the interior of which was Rosaline's cell.

Compared to Leonard's photograph, at this time, Rosalyn's long hair had been shaved into short flat hair, dressed in an old prison uniform. She was still young and had no trace of any age. Instead, she had a few more points than the pitiful temperament I had seen. Just a glance, Han Xiao knew that the woman's highest attributes were probably charm, maybe a match for Verding.

The cell was supposed to be dim and the strong light coming in from outside the door, Rosalyn squinted her eyes uncomfortably and looked at several people in front of the glass. Although she was a lower level prisoner, she had a steady and calm atmosphere.

“Well, it's been a hundred and forty-seven days since you last came to me. What do you want me to do this time? ”

Leonard said, "Do you know me? ”

Rosalyn heard the rumor and turned her eyes to Leonard's face. She glanced for a moment and revealed her face.

“Are you… my long-dead father? ”

“I'm Leonard!! ”

“Oh, brother, you're alive.” Rosalyn sighed disappointingly and didn't seem surprised that Leonard was here, "what are you doing here? ”

“I'm here to save you.” Leonard sank.

“I haven't seen you in decades, and you're just as stupid.” Rosalyn said to the warden next door, “Do you think he's deaf? ”

“Lord Black Star will try to get you out. ”

“Black Star?” She frowned slightly, "I don't know. ”

Han Xiao didn't talk beside him, he was weird, and the scene where his brother met wasn't what he imagined. Shouldn't he be holding his sister's head and crying together and spilling dog blood?

He measured Rosalyn in the cell, squeaky.

I had no idea that the key members of the future Silver Revolutionary Army were the families of one of their cadres.

The Silver Revolutionary Army is a large version of the mainline. It is not the little fish shrimp that resists, but the three cosmic civilizations. Since it is revolutionary and naturally harvests the hearts and minds of the people, Rosaline is an indispensable and important member of the AKA "missionary”.

Even if she doesn't come, sooner or later someone will see Rosalyn's abilities and save her, and she will be the first to do it.

Rosalyn was a key figure in the main line, so Han Xiao was particularly interested in her. Maybe she could get into the Silver Revolutionary Army plot from this clue. Based on time, the Silver Revolutionary Army should not have been formed yet.

Leaving Lothaline alone, she is also a potential unit, a special talent that can't be substituted for her, although she has little fighting power.

Her abilities seem ordinary at first glance. In fact, this final form of alien energy is sufficient to be on the Ultra-High Risk Energetic Restriction List. It is terribly contagious, not by force, but by cultural conquest!

Though not physically destructive, it is a great killer that subverts any ruling class!

Rosalyn was born to be a revolutionary and sectarian!

Of course, it would be useful to consolidate the position of the ruling class.

Everyone walked out of the cell and the warden closed the door again.

“People have seen it too, Lord Black Star. Don't know what else you want?” Walman asked.

Han Xiao glanced at Leonard and then touched his chin. “Indeed, I have one more request for mercy. I hope to bail out Rosalyn. As you can see, she is a family member of my cadre. As far as I know, she did not violate the laws of the Hutt civilization. You are only holding her in the custody of the Deserys civilization. If you want to release her, I can talk to the Cecilians myself. ”

“Oh, this is beyond my jurisdiction, I have to inform the executive, please wait. ”

Not surprised at all, Walman just guessed Blackstar's intention. He came to the side, took out the comms and dialed the high-level phone, and talked for a while. This just hung up the comms and came back to Han Xiao, sorry.

“Sorry, this is an internal matter of our civilization, Rosaline is an important prisoner and does not accept any bail. ”

Although galactic civilization values Han Xiao and wants to have a good relationship with him, it will not become a demand for it. If it is an ordinary prisoner, it may be fair to say, but in the eyes of Hutt civilization, Rosaline is also an important piece of chess, and naturally it is not possible to hand it over because Han Xiao said so.

“Well, forget it.” Han shook his head disappointingly.

“Thank you for your understanding. ”

Walman had a decent smile on his face, said the official words, but laughed in the dark, couldn't help but defame his stomach:

You're not Super A, you want to mention someone in one sentence?

Do you really think of yourself as a root onion?