The Collection of The End

One thousand four hundred and forty-two, Silver Box Guards (2)

——AD.——

The Citadel, the Human Embassy.

"Welcome, Anderson, and Connor." Nick Fury, who still had no grass on his head, stood up from behind his desk and took the initiative to shake hands with the two people who had just entered the embassy: "I have received the order from the Star Alliance. What will happen next?" I will fully cooperate with your work.”

So fast? Kangna confirmed the current time. It was less than twenty-four hours from the time she sent out the mission termination application report, to receiving the acknowledgment, and to arriving at the Citadel Embassy.

That "07" seems to be a resolute person.

"I mean Nick..." Since they were all acquaintances, Anderson was not so polite. He shook hands casually. After sitting down, he looked around and said, "Are you in an embassy or a cubicle in an office?"

It was indeed very similar. Kangna, who was sitting upright, scanned the "inside" environment of the embassy.

When I passed by the "corridor" of this guard area before, I saw the door number of a certain embassy marked individually on the wall. I thought that there would be at least a separate living room, office and even private space. However, after entering the door, I realized that there was more. .

The "Embassy" has only one office, and the walls on all four sides are completely transparent. You can clearly see what the staff in other "Embassies" are doing. The overall look does look like a police office on Earth.

"No way, human status is not enough," Fury spread his hands indifferently: "All non-permanent director civilized embassies are like this. Those civilized embassies that are not valued do not even have a wall, only a wall. Set up desks and gather together like a vegetable market.”

"No one protested? What to do with civilization's confidential information?" Anderson looked at the embassy "next door" and could clearly see the fat, one-eyed alien leaning back on the office chair and sleeping soundly.

"They don't care," Fury pointed to the top of his head: "Whether it's your secrets or your secrets being peeked by other civilizations, they don't care. If there is a dispute due to this kind of 'leakage', they will slowly take the matter away. The surveillance that records the whole story will be used as a criterion for judging."

"..." Anderson was speechless for a moment. Thinking about it carefully, with the power to rule the galaxy, who would care about a civilization with only one or two planets - although humans do not only have "a few planets".

[“The influence in the ‘Galaxy Alliance’ should be improved,” (model)]

["Only those with strong military strength have the right to speak." (Rebellion)]

["What do you think about this mission?\

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