Chapter 2904

The environment inside and outside the building is totally different. The walls and floors here are all made of beautiful white metal, decorated with all kinds of suspended display screens and virtual flowers. The high dome also has the function of filtering sunlight, which makes it bright and not hot.

"Ah, it's so comfortable with air conditioning." Harry leaned on Su Ming's shoulder as if she couldn't walk.

Put her on the bench in the waiting area and let her air-conditioner. There are all kinds of aliens waiting for delivery. No matter how disgusting they are, she doesn't care. She's not nervous.

"I'll get some information. Don't run around." Su Ming handed her a plasma pistol to defend herself.

"Well, go ahead and ask me where I can get ice cream by the way." Harry closed her eyes with a weapon and dozed back in her chair, looking obedient.

The metal floor is so bright that it can reflect people's figures. The sound of clear footsteps is passing through the hall. Su Ming comes to a robot standing in front of the information desk. This robot is a bit like a silver version of robot Wali, with a pair of very big eyes blinking

"Hello, welcome to the Galactic Archaeology Society. What can I do for you?"

It speaks very fast, just like English hot mouth, but also with electric sound.

"I'm looking for someone, Dr. afra, on this planet, right? Can you get in touch with her? Or give me a specific location? "

The knell looked at the head of the robot, because its head was square and not round at all.

"Currently, there are 150333 members of the society on the planet, and afra used to be one of them." The robot began to roll its eyes to investigate the database, and a trace of heat came out of its head: "but the last time she came to the association was before the rotation cycle of 15 planets. We have no right to locate her, nor will we be responsible for helping non members contact her."

I get it. If the robot says this, Su Ming will get it.

"What procedures do I need for a membership?"

"For any valuable antiques or professional papers, you can choose three. If not, you can submit 30000 credit points or equivalent planetary currency." Robot immediately changed a pair of enthusiastic face, stretched out his claws, fingers also a hook hook.

Thanks to the fact that it has no legs but tracks, otherwise Su Ming would have suspected that it would cross its legs.

There must be no 30000 credit points, but there are plenty of antiques.

"Come out! My archaeological findings and fishing rubbish in Azeroth! "

As soon as the thought of death knell flashed by, three pieces of garbage were put into the hands of the robot.

They are the dung fossils of Ogres, the pottery figurines of the ancient Troll Empire, and the Dalaran coins that I didn't know when I got them by fishing.

Take it for identification. You can see what the hell is going on.

However, archaeology is different from other disciplines. As long as it is old enough, the more unclear it is, the more valuable it is.

The Galactic Archaeology Society, in fact, is more like a society. They do not participate in the struggle between the Empire and the rebels, but just want to explore the history of the galaxy.

Su Ming knows that fulanluo is an archaeological site, so she knows that they will buy antiques here. After all, as long as she has a discovery, she will come here to discount. She still owes her friends a lot of money.

Why does she have to come here to sell her finds? Because her past experience left her no choice.

In the cartoon story, she used to be a spy of Darth Vader, also known as the "Black Warrior", who specially helped him find traces of the force in the universe.

The archeological style of this woman is "Tomb Raider", where explosions often occur.

It's a good job to work for the black samurai, which can be said to offend both the Jedi and the rebels.

But after a few years of doing bad things, she felt that it was too dark. The key was that she didn't make any money. So she turned against the black samurai, got away by feigning death, and came out with robots and bodyguards to do it herself.

She is now avoiding the pursuit of the imperial army. If the people of the Sith Empire find out, she will be cool.

Probably only a neutral organization like the archaeological society would not betray her, because her father was a senior member of the society.

In other words, she can not die after being stabbed by Darth Vader, and even steal the spaceship from the Death Star by feigning death, which is not what ordinary people can do.

The eyes of the robot shoot a ray of light and scan a few things in the hand, and then more heat comes out of the head.

"Strange, strange... Did the program go wrong? Why is there no data in the database... "

After a few words, it did not forget the business. It took out three boxes and carefully packed the garbage of the death knell, and sent the drone back to the warehouse.

"May I have your name, home star?"

"Slade Wilson, from tuckdana, west side." Su Ming's lies will come soon. He has been prepared.

The west side is beyond the reach of the Empire, and because the livable planet was discovered very late, no one knows the specific situation. Takdana, it's a den of cosmic mercenaries.

The robot doesn't need to verify anything. It just asks for a certificate.

It soon spits out a magnetic card representing its identity and gives it to the man in front of it: "welcome to the archaeological society, Mr. Wilson. The archaeological items you submitted are very valuable. Maybe the history of the galaxy will be unveiled because of you in the future."

The robot enthusiastically played the welcome message, and then began to do what it needed membership to do, that is, to help contact afra.

"Thank you."

The death knell can not help feeling that no matter where they go, it is really easier for scholars to deal with each other, and they are honest when they take things.

Although it's a little greedy, it's a thirst for knowledge, which is understandable.

The robot in charge of reception was silent for a while. It should have contacted the other side and soon looked up: "Miss afra is coming here. You will meet soon."

In a few hours.

With her robot and bodyguard teammates, she sneaks into the association hall, covering her face. When she sees no stormtroopers or rebel assassins coming up, she claps her chest and breathes a sigh of relief.

"Heikelsantan, when I sell this treasure, I'll give you some money first, and then leave some money to buy second-hand parts for the spaceship."

She held the mask happily and danced around.

"Belch The man known as hecksantan was a big, hairy man. He was a Wookiee, a member of the same family as Chewbacca around Han Solo, but his hair was all black.

He's Avra's bodyguard and her creditor.

"Don't say that. It's very valuable at first sight." She pouted her lips and stamped her feet. Then she took the mask and quickly walked to the window to show her ID: "I'm going to sell this good baby to the association and give up the follow-up benefits it will bring in the future."

"I'm sorry, Miss afra, your membership of the archaeological society has been revoked. Now we can't accept your transaction." The robot in the window has no feelings, just business.

"Ah The female archaeologist suddenly became a black question mark face.

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