The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

235、Fresh blood

"Cooperation? Huh! You, a guy who hides his head and shows his tail, are actually talking about cooperation with me? A joke! Who are you? Show your identity! Why do you have my secret communication frequency band!" Newt Gunley said vigilantly.

Darth Sidious opened his arms and said: "I... represent a great will! The will of the dark side! Everything in the galaxy is under our control! We represent the future of the galaxy! And the Republic, will Will be completely destroyed by the dark side!"

Newt Gunley took a step back, "I have no interest in your secret societies or mysterious organizations! What exactly do you want to do? You know my time is precious, and I won't waste it on this kind of thing!"

"Oh? Hehehehe... Is your professional technical team tracking my communication? It's okay, let them find it. I can even put the communicator here, and give you enough time until you find it." Sidious Newt Gunley's little plan that was punctured with a sneer.

"You!..." Newt Gunley's expression became serious.

"By the way, do you still like that Pilat bird?" Sidious asked suddenly.

Newt Gunley's face changed. He had indeed received a Pilat bird before, and it was sent directly to his address that few people knew.

In Neimoidian society, the Pilat bird was a symbol of wealth and power, but the bird is endangered and rarely seen anymore. But the Pilate bird that was sent over was still red-spotted, which is even rarer among the rare!

So Newt Gunray was very happy to show off the bird around, seeing it as a symbol of his imminent prosperity.

"That bird, you sent it?" Newt Gunley asked, he now understands that this person can send him a bird, and naturally he can also send him a bomb or a virus.

"Like it?"

"What do you want? Money?" Newt Gunley asked in a deep voice.

"Hehehehe... Money? Mr. Gunley, I have shown enough patience, please, don't be ignorant of flattery." Darth Sidious raised his hand and slowly clenched it.

In the cage next to Newt Gunley, the rare red-spotted Pilat bird suddenly seemed to be pinched by an invisible force, struggling violently, and then with a crack, all the bones in its body were crushed!

Newt Gunley was shocked, he had no idea how it happened. But then, he felt that his neck was also pinched, and he couldn't breathe at all!

He struggled desperately but to no avail, luckily the force only lasted a few seconds before it was over. Newt Gunley inhaled heavily, as if he had just been reborn from the brink of death.

"I have been paying attention to you, Newt Gunley. Including the things you have done... For example, Vidal King, the former member of the Naboo planet, I remember, at that time he vigorously advocated against the trade alliance and demanded to re-establish The one who signed the trade agreement for plasma mines... the question is, why did he die?" Sidious said coldly.

"You... how do you know!!" Newt Gunley finally couldn't hold back anymore, and asked loudly.

"Cooperate with me. On the ruins of the Republic, a powerful dark side empire is about to be born! And you will become the elder of this empire!" Darth Sidious bewitched.

"So what do I have to give?" Newt Gunray had begun to believe.

"Nothing needs to be paid, for the time being. I think what we need first is complete trust, not suspicion of each other. And, I will give you a gift, here, let me congratulate you first, the new member of the Trade Federation Governor - Newt Gunray..." Darth Sidious finished and cut off the communication.

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At this time, in the outer reaches of the Milky Way galaxy, a barren planet in the Fairway sector—Injori, some things are getting out of control.

Injori is a very barren planet, the natural environment is not good, 60% of the planet is desert. Moreover, this planet does not have many mineral resources, and agricultural resources are also scarce. It is far away from the hyperspace channel and 35,000 light-years away from the core circle of the Milky Way, so it can be said to have no strategic value.

But it is precisely because of such a harsh environment that a terrible race - the Injoli - was created.

They evolved from lizard-like cold-blooded animals, and they are fierce by nature. The development and evolution history of the entire race is a history of plunder. In order to survive, they are willing to do anything and dare to grab anything.

The Injoris are at least 2.4 meters tall. The harsh environment makes their skin extremely tough, impenetrable to cuts, and even has considerable resistance to the high temperature of energy weapons. Their diet is very wide, and they can eat everything from raw meat to carrion, from fruit to bark.

Because of the harsh environment of the Injori planet, the Injori population is not large, and there are more than 100 tribes basically distributed on the planet, including 5 large cities. The total population is difficult to count, probably between 200,000 and 1.5 million.

They were not discovered by the Galactic Republic's exploration company until 500 years ago, but at that time they were still in a slave society, and they had just learned to make steel. The exploration company directly classified this planet as the least valuable type, and left after simply recording the coordinates. up.

But in the next 500 years, I don't know what happened. Maybe some criminals or smugglers ran to the Injori planet, and they were eaten by the Injorians. In short, the Injoli have grown into an interstellar civilization in one fell swoop during these 500 years, and they voluntarily requested to join the Galactic Republic 15 years ago, in 58BBY.

At that time, the representatives of the Republic did not think too much, but were happy that another barbarian race was tamed by the civilization of the Republic.

At that time, the Republic was relatively stable, but it didn't pay attention to this humble planet at all. If you join, just join. Anyway, you don’t expect this planet to bring anything to the Galactic Republic. It is 35,000 light-years away from the core area and far away from every hyperspace channel. There is no way to manage such a planet.

The Injoli who joined the Republic took all the spaceships they could find and left the planet one after another, and went to the most chaotic place in the galaxy to work as mercenaries and bounty hunters.

The Injoris are physically strong, among the many races in the Milky Way, there are only a handful of people who can defeat the Injoris in hand-to-hand combat. They are bloodthirsty, cruel, omnipotent, powerful, and quickly make some money. They would rather eat sewer rats themselves than save every penny to buy hyperspace engines and various weapons!

Joining the Republic, for the Injoli, is just pushing the door of the cafeteria!