"That's it! Use the habit! ”

Songyu reached out and picked up the E45 semi-automatic pistol, skillfully disassembled it into parts, and then assembled it again.

The E45 is a self-defense weapon that every agent must master during their college years because of its durability and adaptability to the space environment.

In terms of shooting performance, Songyu has always been among the best, although it is not as good as those talented students, but it is better to practice hard, and the average score of 100 meters and 10 shots can reach 98 rings.

"Very good choice!" The old man approved, "The E45 is highly reliable, has a wide range of applications, and because of its simple structure, it is everywhere on the black market, which is very suitable for hiding identities." ”

Seeing that the equipment was in hand, Mu Ge said: "Okay, since you have all taken your personal equipment, you still have a month's holiday for newcomers." It's not impossible to say goodbye to someone you know this month, or find a reason to fake your death.

"In short, when you have a vacation after that depends on the difficulty of your mission and the duration of your mission. After a month, report to the headquarters, and the mission department will assign you a task. ”

"Yes!"

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A month is fleeting.

During this month, Songyu had a good time with her parents, partyed with friends, and played with her brothers.

Then, with the help of Mu Ge, Songyu completed a fake animation.

"It's safer to fake your death." This is Mu Ge's original words, "Even if you find out, you can excuse it and say that it just looks alike, which can reduce the possibility of harming your family." ”

Songyu felt that he was right.

Now that you have decided to become a Star Sea agent who secretly maintains peace and stability in the galaxy, it is imperative to isolate the dangers that come with it from your family and friends.

Although faking death can make friends and family feel sad, it does make them safer.

"How about attending your own funeral? How does it feel? ”

The funeral is located on another resource-depleted planet in the star system where Songyu's hometown Spin star is located, far from the central star, which is dedicated to serving as a cemetery.

Songyu and Muge disguised themselves as funeral staff, and whispered through the makeshift communication set up by their personal terminals.

Looking at the sad parents and silent friends, Songyu calmly replied, "I feel very uncomfortable, but I don't regret it." ”

"Well, good mentality." Mu Ge said with satisfaction, "But your kid has a good personality, and he doesn't look bad, the data shows that you are among the best in learning sports, why didn't a female friend come today?" ”

Songyu turned his head slightly to look at Mu Ge and sighed, "After I decided to embark on this path, I didn't think about it anymore. I wouldn't have thought about it until I couldn't afford to give her a complete home. If I'm looking for it, I think I'll look for our insiders as well. ”

"Good boy! It's a man! I heard that the youngest daughter of the president of our board of directors also works on our board of directors. You work hard to take her down! Let her father give our Operations Department more funds! ”

“？”

"You always pay attention to the occasion, this is also my funeral."

"Cut, it's not true."

After the funeral, the two watched as everyone else left, and then walked to the tombstone.

Songyu squatted down, stroked his own tombstone, and was silent.

"Let's go." Songyu stood up and sighed, "From now on, I will be Songyu, not Liu Songyu." ”

At the headquarters of the Special Committee for Interstellar Security located on the capital planet Shangjing, Songyu, who had finished the funeral, received his first mission in his personal terminal after reporting to the headquarters.

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Mission Description:

The star commander of the main star in the center of the first spiral arm of the Milky Way reported a number of missing people on the resource planet Chajue, which is located at the edge of the radiation region of the main star. Investigators sent by the main star have also disappeared.

As a result, the Managing Director of the main satellite applied to the Galactic Security Agency to send agents to investigate. The Galactic Security Bureau will pass on this task to the Commission after evaluation.

Task Difficulty Assessment:

2 stars (no thermal weapon combat is expected, no death if identity is revealed, no bad effects if mission failure is expected)

Recommendations for the number of implementers:

3 people jointly executed, 2 people in the light, 1 person in the dark.

Requirements:

Between 72 and 96 hours, when you arrive at the Cassana Tavern on the orbital platform of Susuke's main star, you need to look for the two people who are also wearing the clothes of a network engineer, with the code "Have you made the sound effects?" The reply should be "I have made a rough idea, and I need your help." ”

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After reading the mission, Songyu decided to go to the equipment department first to get a multipurpose certificate.

This certificate can control the identity on the certificate through a personal chip according to your own needs, and can generally only be collected when you go out on a mission.

After taking the documents, Songyu went straight to the folding gate of the headquarters.

This gateway is a fast-track for the Special Committee on Interstellar Security at its headquarters and branches on each of the main satellites, and the committee provides all kinds of material consumption as part of the members' welfare.

Riding on a special jumping device, after a sense of stretching and twisting, Matsuyu came to the main star of Susuke.

Susuke is a religiously active star with a focus on Buddhism.

In times of great material abundance, people always seek spiritual abundance. As a result, religion and various forms of entertainment have developed greatly.

Susuke is a Buddhist-based main star, and the spiritual activities of the main star and other planets within its radiation range are mainly Buddhist.

The moment he stepped on this planet, the sound of Buddha poured into Songyu's ears.

Even if the place he was standing in the building of the Special Committee for Interstellar Security at this moment, the sound of chanting scriptures from nowhere could still reach Songyu's ears.

According to the prompts of the personal terminal, Songyu found that some of these chanting voices were real scriptures, some were just whimpering and slurred, and there was even one chanting "Nan Wu Gatling Bodhisattva, six pure depleted uranium bombs".

I don't know where the scriptures of the minority Buddhist beliefs have been handed down.

Songyu walked out of the branch building, found a public toilet nearby, changed his face, and changed his clothes into a network engineer suit.

Plaid shirts, jeans, sneakers, backpacks.

Perfect.

Finding a shared hoverboard near the side of the road, Songyu walked unhurriedly towards the rail platform ferry station.

72 hours is the field trip time reserved for the mission to understand the local culture and customs. After all, no detailed description can compare to a field trip.

Just as Songyu was observing his surroundings and walking unhurriedly, a man in a yellow monk's robe stopped him.

"This donor, I see that Your Excellency has a fate with my Buddha, so it is better to go with me to my Yuanyuan Temple today to participate in the truth of my Buddha."

Song Yu couldn't help but feel funny when he looked at the monk with a shiny bald head and a horizontal and vertical width that stopped him in front of him.

In this era of advanced technology, the two problems of baldness and obesity have long been solved.

Besides, it's not just a matter of finding someone to be a monk. Some need a bachelor's degree, some need a lot of money, and some pursue that ethereal fate.

When I first arrived here, I didn't do anything, either my identity was instantly exposed, and someone wanted to stop me from investigating, or I was really "destined".

Pointing to his standard network engineer attire, Songyu smiled and replied, "Master, I may have a relationship with the Buddha, but now I have something to do. Can't you see my clothes? ”

"The donor is destined to go at any time. The poor monk just came to inform the donor, and the Yuanyuan Temple was waiting for the donor to come at any time. ”