After cutting off communication with Jedi Master Oslord, Mostima fell into deep thought.

Sean sat beside the master, also lost in thought.

Judging from the mission information just now, it is indeed the most appropriate to send Master Mostima to carry out this mission, she is not the type who is particularly capable of fighting among Jedi Masters, but her profound knowledge, humble and gentle character, and careful and comprehensive thinking mode make her extremely good at dealing with all kinds of incurable diseases, and the nickname of the Universal Jedi also comes from this.

Moreover, perhaps because of the guidance of the Force, their master and apprentice had just studied the Oplovis Star Region last year, and they had also learned the Qiankun language!

After a moment, Mostima said, "Master Oslot has just sent a more detailed information about the Dry Galaxy, let's study it carefully." During this time, I also have to review the Qiankun language, which is too niche, and it must be a little rusty if you don't use it for a year. ”

"Okay." Sean nodded, pulled up Master Oslord's information, and read it carefully.

The big picture of this galaxy has been summed up very accurately: remote, but prosperous, with its own independent culture, and then at ease with the Republic.

The information sent by Master Oslot only provides more detailed evidence. However, from the vast amount of information, Sean faintly tasted a hint of undercurrent.

For example, in the Qianxing system, the basic language of the republic can only be regarded as a "foreign language", and the locals use a rare minority language named "Qiankun language" by the republic.

The grammar rules of this language are very different from the basic language, and it is very difficult to learn and understand, and the process of learning this language together with Sean and Master last year was also extremely difficult.

Even looking all over the Republic, except for the kind of etiquette robot loaded with a complete language module, few people are proficient in Qiankun language.

If the language is not comprehensible, the culture is not comprehensible, and the culture is incomprehensible to the people's hearts. As a nominal member of the Republic, the Dry System has maintained a high degree of independence. From the inside information provided by Oslord, the word independence seems to be an understatement.

The people of the Dry Galaxy are highly xenophobic, which is also evident from the deformed racial distribution, and in addition, within the Dry Galaxy, the call for secession from the Republic has always been high.

In such an environment, it is not easy for Jedi masters and apprentices to carry out investigations smoothly as outsiders.

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

Rely on the supporters left behind by Nanheli in the dry galaxy?

With the help of a local guide, the survey can really be done with half the effort. For example, the successful completion of the investigation mission of Bergamoore largely relied on the courageous trial and error of Mr. Squark, an elite agent of the Republic.

However, the situation of the dry galaxy and the situation in Baigamore is not the same, and it may not be a good idea to rely too much on the locals.

Sean was thinking about it when Master Mostima suddenly opened his mouth and broke the silence.

"We then took a cruise ship over, and along the way we reviewed the Qiankun language with the passengers of the Qianxing system. By the way, I will touch the bottom so that I will not be too passive when I get to the place. ”

"Then I'll get ready to book a ticket." Sean said, opening the holographic tablet and starting to contact the shipping company that navigated the dry galaxy.

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The master and apprentice chose the landing location on a tourist trading planet outside the dry galaxy.

As a transit point between a rich galaxy on the border and the Republic, this planet has a unique and charming cultural style, but unfortunately Sean has no time to stay - in order to grab a discount ticket, he chose a boarding time is a bit rushed.

After handling the shuttle plane seized from President Bergamoor, the master and apprentice immediately boarded the large cargo spaceship, which was more than a kilometer long, and lived in a simple but spacious cabin.

After boarding the ship, Sean began to look at the details of the ship with great interest, and soon had a sigh.

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

As he spoke, Sean couldn't help but pull out two slender micro drill bits and prepare to drill and sample the bulkhead of the ship to investigate the alloy model.

Mostima hurriedly stopped Sean's spirit of study and said, "Compared with the records on the surface, the design level of this ship is indeed more than one generation advanced. ”

Sean turned his attention to a holographic painting in the cabin, although it was only a cheap work of art, but the black and white freehand style caught his eye for a moment.

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

"It's just one of the countless traditional cultural symbols of the Dry Galaxy, this style originated thousands of years ago, and it has no real impact on the people of the Dry Galaxy today, but understanding it helps to understand the overall culture of the Dry Galaxy, and you can take the time to study it during your trip." But remember to focus on the language, this year we basically haven't used Qiankun language, and we have become a lot more unfamiliar. ”

Sean is quite touched, there is no end to learning, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Last year, when he was studying Qiankun Chinese, he worked hard to memorize texts and practice speaking. In retrospect this year, however, those efforts have become blurry and chaotic.

"Let's go out and go around, you can't be familiar with the language behind closed doors." Mostima said, leaving the cabin first.

Outside, there was a lot of noise, with hundreds of passengers bustling with cabin corridors, restaurants under the patio, theaters on the top floor, and the ballroom next door. Among them were the scholars of the Givings, the Aesops who were the companions of the Girwens, and the Nemoidians who had been looking for business opportunities since they were on the ship.

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

In fact, this low-cost flight was originally set up by the Qiankun Group for locals in the Qiankun system, and Sean also took this into account when purchasing the ticket before placing the order - otherwise, he could actually find a more discounted flight.

With the authentic locals providing the language environment, Sean only felt that the mess called Qiankun in his mind was much clearer, as if a pair of clever hands were combing through all the chaos at a great speed.

By the time Sean followed Mostima to the restaurant on the ground floor, he had already remembered the homework he had done last year, and he could barely order food in jerky and old-fashioned conversations with the waiter.

It's hard to have a good meal during space travel – especially on cheap flights, and even in a lavishly decorated restaurant, most of the food served is canned, with just one extra step: hastily heated and fastened into a large plate, which immediately sells for a lot of money.

But in any case, even the tin cans are very local to the dry galaxy, and Sean tastes an inexplicable sense of intimacy as he tastes it, as if the slightly greasy dish awakens a long-term memory hidden in the taste buds.

Rather than rushing to eat, Mostima watched Sean's reaction with interest, and it wasn't until Sean was halfway through eating that she said, "You're very skilled with cutlery." ”

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

Sean glanced around, many foreign tourists were holding chopsticks with a bitter face, and had to call the waiter robot to replace the knife and fork, and one Tirek even accidentally knocked over the plate with chopsticks.

Sean, on the other hand, has skillfully stripped off half a plate of specialty fried rice with chopsticks.

Sean pinched his chopsticks thoughtfully: "Master, should I change my style to a more delicate swordsmanship?" ”

Mostima smiled: "You can consider it, but let's practice your basic skills until you enter the room." ”

Sean nodded, while continuing to appreciate the intimacy that continued to flow from the tip of his tongue and fingertips, while listening to the gossip of the people around him, he only felt that his comprehension of Qiankun language had improved.

After a while, when the bowl was clean, Mostima stood up and said, "Let's look elsewhere." ”

Sean followed the master and walked around the ship for a long time, the library, the theater, the ballroom—this cheap flight was cheap, but it was all in check.

Throughout the voyage, the master and apprentice came into contact with a large number of people from the Qianxing system, who had different appearances, different temperaments, and even certain differences in accents when speaking Qiankun. But they all abide by a unified standard, which can be said to be the cultural soul of the dry galaxy, which is indescribable but definitely exists.

Mostima said: "The people of the Dry Galaxy have a relatively unified cultural belief, whether it is browsing the records or actually contacting them, they should be able to feel that they attach great importance to their families and ancestors. ”

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

"But in addition, the people of the Qianxing system believe that 'the prince will have a kind of peace', 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 are all things that are not shown in the information, and he also felt vague when he comprehended it.

"But these are only generalities, the theory of family and ancestors is the backbone of culture rooted in the depths of people's hearts, not specific appearances, and the conclusions must not be blindly applied, for example, if you look at the ship, there are counterexamples."

Mostima elaborated as he stretched out his hand to a family of three not far away. A fat young man is publicly scolding his elderly parents as two elderly men try to hide the ornate tableware in the dining room and bring it back to the cabin, refusing to accept persuasion.

It is reasonable to say that the young man's scolding is a matter of course, and the surrounding spectators also nod. But Sean also heard clearly, and there was no shortage of opposition in the crowd.

"After all, it's my parents, one or two dishes, as for this more serious."

"I think he still feels embarrassed, so he ignores his parents' faces, and the grace of birth and breeding is really fed to the dog."

These conversations made Sean thoughtful. But before he could think about it, he was tapped on the shoulder by the master and woke up from his contemplation.

"Don't think too much, really see too much, and then you have the qualifications to meditate." After speaking, Mostima returned to the cabin with his apprentice.

The conversation in the cabin has changed again.

"Do you have any new thoughts about the murder in the Dry Galaxy now?"

Sean replied, "I saw more than a thousand tourists along the way, and I haven't heard any of them mention the death of Nanheli, which is an accidental death of a high-ranking member of the board of directors." ”

"So, I think there are three possibilities, one is that the existence of the Qiankun Group is too far away for most people in the Qiankun system to be noticed at all."

"The second is that the director may have been playing such a low-key role that he will not be known until his death."

"The third is that the Qiankun Group has a very strong ability to control the public opinion of the galaxy, and what people think, people will think, and what people don't think about, people can't have any thoughts at all."

"That's right, it's probably all three, but you have to contact the contact person to know the specifics," Mostima said. ”

Sean asked, "How are we going to get in touch with the contact?" ”

"We're already in contact with each other." Mostima laughed, "When we arrive in the Dry Galaxy, find a place where we can talk, and wait for them to come to us." ”

Sean was stunned for a moment, then suddenly suddenly.

When he bought cheap tickets, he used his true identities and those of his master, and he had just met with at least a thousand people on the ship.

If the other party wanted to avenge Nanheli, he should have known that the envoy of the Republic had set off.

If he can't even do this, it means that this group of avengers is useless at all, and after arriving in the dry galaxy, he and Master might as well carry out an investigation alone.