In the early morning, in front of the ruins of a building abandoned by fire in the green light of the lower town of the capital of Baigamore.

Sean was wearing a typical downtown pauper shirt, pacing slowly, feeling the force of feedback under his feet, and soon locked on a pile of burned dead Vega trees, judging from the touch under his feet, there should be an underground tunnel leading to the presidential manor hidden under the pile of dead wood,

However, Sean did not rush closer, but wandered around the ruins for a while, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention around him, before he took a step and stepped on the pile of dead wood.

Everything was like an illusion, and Sean fell down as soon as his feet were empty.

It turns out that the pile of withered Vegamu is just a thin optical camouflage net to hide the existence of the secret passage, to be honest, the technology is not very powerful, but the concealment technique is quite clever.

Not long after the fall, Sean had already stepped on the ground in the blink of an eye, but at the same time, there were two more dark muzzles in front of him.

"Who are you?"

The two gunmen, wrapped in black, asked in a cold tone.

Sean was not in a hurry, and according to the established plan, he shook a piece of metal that was only available to the manor staff in front of the man in black, and said, "From today onwards, I will replace the blue-skinned Mithrol waste." ”

The men in black glanced at each other, and one of them turned on the holographic projection device to ask the manor for confirmation.

Moments later, a blue holographic projection of a Latlonian with four arms appeared, a massive head twice as large as a human, and a chef's hat of almost the same height as a human in comparison to his height of less than 1.5 meters.

The rubber-skinned Latron meticulously arranges the thick hair on his cheeks, his small eyes narrowed into slits, and his lips pursed out, showing the majesty of his superiors, and even the pure white chef's uniform resembles a nobleman's robe. And from the respectful demeanor of the man in black, it is not difficult to judge the status of this Latron in the presidential estate.

Marino Pomana, the head chef of the presidential estate, has been following Jamie Brassen for more than a decade, taking charge of his diet for a long time, and is a true confidant.

"Who are you?" The Ratlons asked.

Sean chuckled, "I'm your new pastry chef." ”

The Ratron's eyes narrowed, his left two hands caressing his chin, and his two right hands stirring the broth with a spoon on his hand.

After a while, the Latlons said, "Sure enough, it was a mistake to trust the Mithrols, and they couldn't even keep their identity cards...... You two, kill him. ”

However, just before the man in black could be shot, Sean had already thrown out the bait: "Depoisoned Veshok spider eggs, simmer for 20 minutes in 74 degrees of vine grass soup, this is the so-called dessert secret recipe of the Mithrol people." ”

Hearing this, the Latlons immediately screamed, "Wait! ”

The two men in black almost dodged.

The Ratlons asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"The hopper's grease can be used to melt the hardest natural sugar cubes on the planet Kashik to make the best syrup," Sean said. ”

"Anything else?"

Sean said, "If you can waste less time, when I get into the kitchen, I can tell you as much as you want to know about this little trick of carving insects." ”

After these arrogant words, the Naratron groaned, and after a while, he waved his hand: "Let him come, the Mithrol is not there, there must always be a substitute in the kitchen." What's more, your boss, the guard dog who claims to have Mandalorian blood, has been complaining about the boredom of his days, which is not the right thing for him to be active. ”

After speaking, the communication was unilaterally cut off, and the two men in black looked at each other before they said coldly to Sean: "Keep up." ”

Sean walked forward silently, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: He is worthy of being a master.

In the dialogue just now, the lines were basically according to the master's revised script, and in just a few sentences, it almost perfectly calculated the psychological changes of the head chef of the Latrons, the man in black, and even the legendary Mandalorian janitor, and even the serious loopholes in the internal management of the presidential estate.

He was obviously a sudden stranger, but he was able to bluff the head chef of the Latrons with a tough gesture to open the first door to enter the manor for himself.

However, it is really fortunate that these lines have been polished by the master once, and if you follow your original lines, most of them will encounter problems. His grasp of people's hearts is still not as good as the heat, and compared with the lines corrected and perfected by the master, the routine he originally designed is three sentences and seven words less.

That's the gap!

With full emotion, Sean boarded the orbital airship of the underground tunnel, spent ten long minutes in the dark passage, and went through a security ring before finally arriving at the legendary Green Pothos Hill Manor from the underground tunnel.

It's a refreshingly gorgeous manor where plants from different planets are cleverly grafted together to create a delicate yet wild charm.

Sean was fascinated by it, and his steps paused involuntarily, making the man in black beside him sneer.

"Look stupid? Ha, then open your eyes, at least half of the plants in this garden can't be named even if you look through the plant encyclopedia. ”

"What are you doing with him? The boss will come over right away, and if there is a problem, I am afraid that it will be a few minutes before this guy knows the new fertilizer under the tree. ”

Sean was amazed at the maintenance cost of this manor, he simply calculated that just by looking at what he saw, the plants he could identify came from at least 20 different planets, according to the local plant export price, the freight of interstellar voyage to estimate, the introduction cost is at least hundreds of thousands of Republic credits, as for the maintenance cost is also sky-high, even if the labor cost is not considered, just in the ecological environment like Bergamoor, maintain an ecosystem that accommodates the coexistence of a variety of plants, The annual maintenance fee will also not be less than six digits.

And this money is enough to free tens of thousands of poor people in the capital's green-lit lower city out of the stinking and filthy environment.

This is the manor of a dictator who exploits the wealth of the planet with impunity.

Sean sighed in his heart, and suddenly heard a heavy footstep behind him.

Looking back, Sean saw a burly man in armor, and the helmet with T-shaped eyepieces on his head seemed to be an extremely conspicuous business card.

In this regard, Sean showed a just right smile, and said before the other party spoke: "It's actually a Mandalorian!?" As far as it happens, I met your compatriots at a bar in a nearby galaxy a month ago, and they have an important job to muster people. I heard that there were their compatriots in Bergamoor, and they were excited to run and pull people. ”

The Mandalorian from Bergamoor suddenly froze.

Sean smiled again: "They heard that I was coming to Bergamoor, so they asked me to investigate the news first, if it was a rumor, they would save this trip in vain." But it doesn't seem to be a rumor, so I don't need to refute the rumor now......"

At this point, the tall janitor suddenly spoke, "You go down first." ”

The two men in black were stunned, but as the mechanical arm behind the janitor unfolded, the muzzle of the blaster gun pointed at their heads, and the men in black fled.

At the entrance to the back door of the manor, only Sean and the janitor were left.

"I ...... I have important work here. The voice behind the helmet, muffled and even trembling because of the metal barrier, "Can't leave the presidential estate." ”

"Oh, not even a conscription order from a fellow citizen? You are not the same clan? ”

“…… Yes, we are not the same clan. ”

Sean smiled, "I haven't said what clan they are. But it doesn't matter, I'll write you an email and tell them that the news that there are Mandalorian people in Vegamore is a rumor, after all, everyone has their own difficulties, and when you go out, you need to understand each other and help each other. ”

"That's true." The janitor said dryly, and then pointed to the door, "You've passed this level, but the Latlons aren't as good at talking as I am." ”

Passing over the gatekeeper, Sean couldn't help but regret: he was really just a spiritual mandalorian.

Although judging from the preliminary investigation, the probability that the president has a genuine Mandalorian watchdog is very low, it is still a pity to witness it with his own eyes. The relationship between the Mandalorian and the Jedi can be described as unstructured and chaotic, and it is a blessing to be able to witness the Mandalorian in person.

Of course, from the level of carrying out the mission, it is good to meet it, after all, the real Mandalorian is strong in combat, and he also has extremely keen intuition, and it is not easy to disguise it for several days under his nose.

Beyond this appetizer, the next focus is on Chef Latron. Judging from the previous intelligence, this level must be doubled with caution.

In the kitchen cleaning room, the gatekeepers have been waiting for a long time.

The head chef of the estate, a Latlonite with four arms, Marino Pomana.

At this time, the four-armed chef, wearing a prominent chef's hat and stepping on a footstool more than a person high, looked at Sean condescendingly.

"I didn't think the Mandalorian would actually let you in, but it won't be so easy to get to me, because to be honest, after getting the know-how of the Mithrol, the estate doesn't need a new pastry chef now."

When Sean heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then you might as well use this kind of empty talk trick to copy the Kashik cake that the people of Mithrol are proud of, and I hope you can please the president with this." ”

The Latron was silent for a while, and then said, "Okay, since you can't talk about empty words, let's come to the scene and operate it." ”

With that, he jumped down from the high ottoman, hooked his fingers at Sean with his two hands, and motioned to follow.