Chapter 266 I suggest you don’t mess with them
“What do you think?”
Chen Fan looked at Olaya in front of him with a smile: “Just now, I did a little inspection on the star sand.”
“This stuff, every time you drink it, the genes of the organism will show a very small degree of mutation.”
Under Chen Fan’s astonished gaze, the color of Olaya’s body began to change "from light to dark" - he never expected that these big-headed salamanders actually had this skill.
"This, this is impossible..."
Olaya's body trembled slightly, looking at the crystal cup in front of him with horror: "Then, then why does the Bray civilization still produce star sand, and even... the star sand consumption of the Bray civilization alone exceeds 10% of the star sand production!"
"And... no civilization in the entire Bray Alliance has discovered the problem with the star sand!"
Realizing that he had found a blind spot, Olaya became more and more agitated:
"Are you lying to me?!"
Chen Fan frowned slightly: "There is no need for me to lie to you."
"As for the two questions you mentioned..."
"Let me ask you, even if you knew that there was a problem with the star sand, would you dare to make it public against the will of the Bray civilization?"
"Even if you knew that star sand would cause genetic mutations, could you resist its temptation?"
Olaya fell silent.
"Some things cannot be stopped immediately just because you know the dangers."
He looked at Olaya in front of him meaningfully, "This is why I want to investigate Xingsha."
"It is dangerous technology, a dangerous technology that can drag a civilization or even a civilization union into the abyss of extinction."
"Think about it, take me to the production base of Xingsha, or tell me the coordinates of the Xingsha production area."
Chen Fan added softly: "For your own civilization, and for the thousands of intelligent lives in this galaxy."
"I... I..." Olaya subconsciously stood up from his seat and looked at Chen Fan sitting across the table with a blank face.
Facing Chen Fan's peaceful and scrutinizing eyes, he subconsciously had an urge to run away.
But he knew that in front of Chen Fan, he was like a toddler who had just learned to walk, and it was impossible to escape!
Olaya's big head turned bright blue. Finally, he could no longer hold back his confusion and asked Chen Fan in a trembling voice:
"Who are you?!"
...
"I am Baroka."
Under Olaya's stunned gaze, a blue-skinned big-headed salamander stood in front of him and stretched out his thick tail to him: "Captain Olaya, you should know me."
"Bar... Congressman Baroka?!"
Hearing Olaya's exclamation, Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Things seemed to be getting interesting.
Just now, when Olaya asked Chen Fan about his identity again, this blue-skinned salamander rushed into the Xingsha store in a hurry, breaking the quiet atmosphere of the Xingsha store again.
But it was different from the last time.
No staff member came forward to stop it, and even saluted the blue-skinned salamander to show respect.
"... Congressman?"
Chen Fan leaned back in the chair under him and looked at the slightly sturdy salamander with interest.
The Swamp Abyss Civilization adopted a system similar to that of a parliament, and the members of parliament naturally became the people with the highest status within the civilization.
Chen Fan's eyes quickly stopped at Barroka's flippers - unlike other giant salamanders, Barroka's genetic mutation was obviously more serious.
The almost completely ulcerated flippers were dotted with tumors, which reminded Chen Fan of the fragmented rotten meat in the research ship.
It seems to be another victim of the star sand.
Just as Chen Fan carefully looked at Barroka, Olaya had already hurriedly stretched out his tail - this is the way of greeting in the Swamp Abyss Civilization.
The tails are intertwined, which is basically equivalent to the human handshake.
"Member Barroka, you..." Olaya had not recovered from the shock at this time, and asked with a slightly dull expression, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Barroka frowned, and when he looked down and saw the empty crystal glass on the table, the expression on his face eased a little.
"Captain Olaya, I'm ready to discuss a cooperation with you."
As he spoke, he glanced down at Chen Fan and the other two who were still sitting on the chairs.
Although he was a little confused by the strange attire of the three, he lowered his voice and said, "This matter is more important. I hope that the strangers can consciously avoid it."
The plain smile on Chen Fan's face froze.
Strangers?
Are you talking about them?
On the other side, Olaya's soul was almost scared away.
What kind of strangers are these? !
This is a serious uncle! ! !
"No, no, no!"
Olaya waved his hands repeatedly with a look of horror: "Senator Baroka, you misunderstood, they, they are not outsiders!"
"Huh?" Baroka frowned again, "Captain Olaya, are you still not awake?"
Olaya once again brought out the universal reason: "Gene mutation, it's a problem of gene mutation."
"If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Don't worry, they will never leak the news!"
As for Chen Fan, he was looking at the scene in front of him happily at this time, as if he was watching a show with just some melons in his mouth.
Seeing Olaya's persistence, Baroka couldn't help but feel a little irritated.
But thinking of the decree that the Council was about to issue, he could only suppress his anxiety: "Captain Olaya, the fifth migration of the Swamp Abyss population is about to begin."
Olaya was stunned and widened his eyes: "...What did you say?!"
Baroka's voice continued: "Not only that, the Council decided to let you be responsible for the escort."
"No!"
Olaya's face turned pale: "I don't agree!! This is an act of treason!!!"
"It's not up to you to decide whether you agree or not."
Baroka stared at Olaya in front of him: "Captain, the council has passed this proposal with a 137 vote advantage. Do you know what 137 votes means?"
Olaya's eyes shook, and he answered in a hoarse voice: "...It means that only 17 members voted against and abstained."
"You must carry out this escort mission!" Baroka stared at Olaya, "Do you understand? It is a must!"
Olaya fell silent.
After a long time, he slowly shook his head: "I don't understand."
"Mr. Baroka, I remember that you have always been opposed to population migration."
"Why... would you let me perform this escort mission?"
Baroka took a deep breath, and his bright blue skin gradually dimmed due to his excitement: "If you don't do it, there are people who will perform this escort mission."
"I can't change the decision of the council."
"Therefore, I can only cooperate with you... or the person in charge of the escort mission."
On the side, Chen Fan couldn't help laughing.
Although he didn't know the so-called population migration plan, he still understood what Baroka meant - isn't it just picking on the weak?
Noticing Chen Fan's playful eyes, Baroka's face suddenly became ugly:
"Captain Olaya, your subordinates seem to have a lot of opinions about me."
Olaya: "..."
Just this sentence almost stopped his heart.
He glanced at Chen Fan's face with fear.
When he saw that Chen Fan still had a peaceful smile on his face, Olaya breathed a sigh of relief.
"Congressman Baroka, let's... talk about cooperation first."
"What do you want to do?"
Baroka frowned even deeper. He was keenly aware of the problem: "Aren't these three your subordinates?"
"Then who are they?!"
Olaya: "..."
How the hell can't I jump off this topic!
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Seeing that the atmosphere of the conversation gradually became stagnant, Chen Fan straightened up and coughed lightly: "How about..."
"Let's talk in a more convenient place first?"
Baroka turned his head to look at the "customers" who were constantly gathering around him, and nodded in agreement to the proposal after a moment of silence.
...
Inside Olaya's starship.
The starship hatch slowly closed, completely isolating all kinds of probing eyes from the outside world.
"Who are you?!"
"Congressman Baroka, how do you want to cooperate?"
"What does the population migration proposal mean? Why do you oppose this proposal?"
The hatch closed, and Baroka, Olaya and Chen Fan asked each other questions at the same time.
"..."*3
"Wait, wait!" Olaya raised his thin hands and rubbed his face vigorously. "Come one by one, Mr. Chen Fan, I will explain the population migration to you first."
"And Senator Baroka, I suggest you don't mess with them..."
"Captain?" Baroka's tone was obviously higher. Obviously, he was not very satisfied with Olaya's behavior. "What are you talking about..."
The next second, Baroka's voice stopped abruptly.
In a burst of fluorescent green light, a small ball with an extremely smooth surface and a silver-white light appeared out of thin air, and then silently floated in front of him.
In the small hole on the side of the ball, a faint deep purple light slowly lit up.
"Let me give you a brief introduction. It's a self-propelled floating turret. The deep purple light is from a high-energy laser cannon." Chen Fan's calm voice rang out in the starship cockpit. "Member, is there anything else you want to say?"
Olaya spread his hands helplessly, "Member Baroka, I've told you, don't mess with them..."
"Anti-, anti-, anti-gravity technology?" Baroka's voice was trembling.
Seeing Chen Fan nod calmly, Baroka squatted down decisively and sat down on the chair in the cockpit.
"I have nothing else to say."
After saying that, Baroka gave Chen Fan an ugly smile with a guilty look on his face, "As you please."
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and muttered softly, "Wouldn't it have been over if you had cooperated earlier..."
He still liked Baroka's previous rebellious look.
Chen Fan turned his head and nodded to Olaya again:
"Go on."
"The migration of the Swamp Civilization is just a nicer way of saying it."
Olaya calmed down and explained under the faint flickering deep purple light: "The true face is actually selling the young and middle-aged people of the Swamp Civilization to the higher civilizations."
"Exchange the most basic labor force from the Breeding Alliance for various resources needed by the Swamp Civilization."
"Star sand, armed support, technology, basic materials..."
"As long as the price can be paid, almost anything can be exchanged."
(End of this chapter)
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