This space station of the Ye family belongs to the third generation of the Galactic Federation Expedition. It is specially used to establish front-line command posts in galaxies far away from the center of civilization. The four super-large space scanning arrays are the most typical features of this space station. The commander in the space station can be ultra-long-range Monitor the situation on various battlefields.
After the crow-class battleship docked with the space station, Han Lang and Ye Zhonghe walked off the battleship side by side and entered the translucent corridor with huge portholes in the space station.
Ye Zhonghe smiled and said, "I didn't inform Miss in advance, I wanted to give her a surprise, you don't mind?"
"No." Han Lang said lightly.
On the way to the central control room of the space station, Ye Zhonghe frowned and quickened his pace when he saw the heavily guarded soldiers.
"Miss is in a meeting, all the commanders are here, there is no need to report, please go in quickly." The soldier guarding the door saw Ye Zhonghe and hurriedly gave a military salute and said, the Fenglin Guye family is militarized Management, the family itself is a huge exploration army.
Han Lang followed Ye Zhonghe into the central control room, and there were already dozens of people standing inside, all of whom were senior soldiers with command authority from the Ye family.
Ye Weiwei was sitting in the middle of the hall, her face was as beautiful as before, but a little gloomy, her pretty eyebrows were huddled together.
Next to her was the old housekeeper Ye Hua, that energetic old man, and some other faces that Han Lang had seen in the past. They were Ye Weiwei's bodyguards at that time, and now they have held important positions in the family.
Ye Zhonghe naturally went to stand with his brother, after everyone saw Han Lang. He stopped talking for a moment, and the creases on Ye Hua's face immediately unfolded. He waved at Han Lang lightly, while Ye Weiwei was startled suddenly. His face turned red, and his eyes were mostly surprised, a little overwhelmed.
"Go ahead, I'll sit down first." Han Lang said with a smile, apologizing for interrupting everyone's conversation.
Han Lang found a chair in the corner and sat down, quietly listening to their argument.
"Seventy-two hours have passed now. I suggest that the fleet be sent into the Headhunter Galaxy immediately to put pressure on them!"
"No, no, the Patriarch once said that you can only be gentle with the alien races in the headhunting galaxy, and you can't force them. After all, those alien races still have a lot of backbone. Using force to force them may backfire."
"It's counterproductive? We haven't heard from the Patriarch for seventy-two hours! Maybe the Patriarch has been controlled by those alien races, or even killed!"
"What you said was just an inference. With the strength of the Patriarch, how could he be killed by a group of aliens?"
"Then how do you explain the fact that the Patriarch has not heard from you for seventy-two hours?"
"The headhunting galaxy already has a wireless shielding device, and it is a high-level shielding relay system left by prehistoric civilization. Our radar array cannot penetrate. If the owner wants to contact us, he can only order the starship to leave the headhunting galaxy. Only You can only contact us outside the galaxy, maybe the Patriarch thinks it is unnecessary, so that’s why he hasn’t contacted us all this time.”
"Your explanation is far-fetched! It is because the alien race in the headhunting galaxy has powerful force, so we should be more worried about the safety of the Patriarch!"
"The old master of the family has experienced many battles, but he has ordered us not to enter the headhunting galaxy without authorization."
"Hmph! The general is outside, and the military order is not accepted!"
Han Lang sat and listened for a while, and then he understood what they were arguing about.
The alien race in the headhunting galaxy is what Ye Zhonghe called the stubborn members of the turbid star field. They have mastered some technologies left by prehistoric civilizations and have become an independent kingdom in the distant space.
In order to show his sincerity, Ye Guhong went to the headhunting galaxy alone to negotiate with the alien leader there. Up to now, Ye Guhong has entered the headhunting galaxy for 72 hours, and there is no news. His subordinates began to worry that the alien race in the headhunting galaxy has no good intention .
Therefore, some people thought that they should go to the headhunting galaxy to rescue Ye Guhong, and some people believed that with Ye Guhong's ability, there would be no danger, and it was the best policy to stand still.
Han Lang looked at Ye Weiwei. She was facing tremendous pressure now. As Ye Guhong's only granddaughter, it was time for her to make a decision, but it was clear that making a decision was not something she was good at.
suddenly~
Han Lang's heart tightened, feeling that Ye Weiwei's situation was worthy of sympathy, and he couldn't help blurting out a sentence that had been brewing in his heart for a long time.
"You don't need to go in the name of Maple Forest Ancient Leaf."
These words were not loud, but in an instant, everyone stopped talking and looked at Han Lang in the corner.
Ye Hua smiled and said, "Mr. Han Lang, what advice do you have?"
Ye Hua seemed to say Han Lang's name on purpose. Those people in the hall who didn't recognize Han Lang began to look at him seriously. Even if they didn't recognize Han Lang, they should have heard of his name. In his mind, Han Lang was a very special existence.
Han Lang had no choice but to smile and said, "I've been listening for a long time. In fact, you have no objection to going to see if the old Patriarch is safe. It's just because the Patriarch ordered you not to enter the Headhunting Galaxy. If you act without authorization, it is against his will." , and there may be conflicts with the local aliens, so I am hesitant."
"On the way here, I heard from Ye Zhonghe that although the Turbid Galaxy is remote, there are still merchants who sell goods from the Milky Way to those foreign natives, and also purchase some of their local specialties."
"In the cloudy star field, merchants are very popular with the natives. Since you are worried about the old master, you should find someone to act as a merchant to go to the headhunting galaxy. This way, although it still violates the rules of the master, it avoids aliens from the headhunting galaxy. There is conflict, and conflict is the very thing that worries you the most."
"But what if the person we play as a merchant is caught by a foreign race?" A commander of Fenglin Guye's family asked.
"It's very simple, you just need not admit that it's yours, and there will be no conflict between the two parties." Han Lang said lightly: "If you are still not at ease, let me, an outsider, go."
The commanders all nodded, and they all thought that Han Lang's idea was good. It was much safer to spy on intelligence in the name of a merchant than to suppress the situation with an army.
At this moment. Han Lang heard Ye Hua cough slightly.
Ye Weiwei was stunned, and hurriedly announced: "Okay, let's do it according to Han Lang's method, Ye Jincheng. Prepare a small transport ship and cargo for commercial use as soon as possible, and select the smartest crew."
"Report to me when everything is ready."
"Understood!" The commander named Ye Jincheng shouted.
"Very good, if there is nothing else, let's end the meeting." Ye Weiwei raised her head and said to her subordinates.
Shua~
The commanders left the hall one after another, and those who had seen Han Lang in the past came to hug him. It seemed that they were very glad that Han Lang was still alive.
As soon as Han Lang heard Ye Zhonghe walked out of the door, he began to loudly publicize the deeds of Han Lang's expedition to the A43 ruins for the alliance. , Han Lang had also won the championship of the Galaxy Conference.
Two expeditions to A-level ruins within one year
At the age of less than 20, Han Lang had already done so many things that this group of commanders looked up to.
Then Ye Zhonghe talked about the death of the war god Ma Jingkong outside the door. When talking about how the heroes who expedition to the ruins with Han Lang died one by one, the commanders sighed.
The last one to go out was Ye Hua. He patted Han Lang on the shoulder and closed the door with a playful smile.
At this time, only Ye Weiwei and Han Lang were left in the conference room. Ye Weiwei's awkward appearance of the little girl was really pitiful. Han Lang smiled and said, "I think you look better in a skirt. Although a black leather jacket is sexy, it's too mature."
"Then I'm going to change clothes?" Ye Weiwei asked Han Lang tentatively.
"Go, but don't leave me within a thousand meters." Han Lang whispered.
"One thousand meters! I can do whatever I want within one thousand meters!?" Ye Weiwei's seriousness was only forced during the meeting, and now she showed that little girl chattering again.
Han Lang nodded. Perhaps because Ye Weiwei was too excited, she ran over to hug Han Lang and kissed him, then blushed. Running into her office at the back of the meeting room, she locked the door behind her as if afraid of Han Lang's peeking.
After a while, Ye Weiwei appeared in the conference room wearing a slightly sexy purple dress, and kept examining herself in the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Even the air became much more relaxed. When Ye Weiwei took off her specially processed black leather jacket and gloves, and finally exposed her snow-white and flawless skin, that feeling was a long-lost freedom.
Han Lang watched all this quietly, and the happy smile on Ye Weiwei's face made him relax physically and mentally.
Many times people are like this, Ye Weiwei is so easy to be satisfied, when Han Lang made her wear a skirt, she would giggle happily, with a sunny face, this kind of satisfaction would drive Han Lang's mood.
Taking out the good wine from the collection, the two of them drank a few glasses, ate some snacks, and chatted in soft voices. Han Lang and Ye Weiwei did these things that seemed ordinary to others in a few hours.
Han Lang didn't say anything about what happened in the ruins of a43, because he felt that it would be too unpleasant to talk about the heavy past under such circumstances.
Ye Weiwei is different from other girls, this is her rare free time, let her continue to be free, and don't bother her with all the troublesome things.
It's a pity that Ye Hua still knocked on the door at an inappropriate time, Ye Weiwei opened the door a little shyly, and excitedly showed Ye Hua her perfect image of a little girl after wearing a skirt.
"Ye Jincheng has prepared as required." Ye Hua praised Ye Weiwei a few words, and then said.
Han Lang put down his wine glass, stood up and said in a deep voice, "Then I'll go with them and pretend to be a businessman."
"Are you going too?" Ye Weiwei pursed her lips and said reluctantly.
"Yes, I have a very important reason. I must meet your grandfather, so I want to go to the headhunting galaxy myself." Han Lang said seriously.
Unlike Ye Weiwei, Ye Hua didn't have any objection.
He has heard a lot about Han Lang from Ye Zhonghe, and Ye Hua understands very differently from Ye Weiwei's little girl, that Han Lang must meet Ye Guhong because of the Dark Apostle, who threatens all human beings in the galaxy. exist.
This is a solemn matter, and Han Lang also needs to have a solemn meeting with Ye Guhong.
Although the Ye family has withdrawn from the galaxy, it doesn't mean that Ye Hua doesn't care about the compatriots still living in the galaxy.
So Ye Hua supported Han Lang's decision with both hands. After all, he is also a man, and it is great to relax with Ye Weiwei occasionally, but he still has more important things to do.
"Miss, since Mr. Han Lang has something important to see the old man, let him go. Mr. Han Lang will be back soon." Ye Hua said.
Ye Weiwei went back to the inner office somewhat disappointed, changed into that thick, specially processed black leather jacket, put on black gloves, and put on black boots.
When she returned to the conference room, she found that Han Lang had opened the door and was standing at the door.
Glancing at Ye Weiwei, Han Lang smiled and said, "Goodbye."
bang~
He and Ye Hua gently closed the door, left, and went to the docking cabin of the space station.
Ye Weiwei let out a long sigh, looking at the endless night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Why does Ye Weiwei have skirts, shorts, and a row of well-decorated leather shoes in Ye Weiwei's office, including a pair of high-heeled shoes
Ye Weiwei didn't understand this question either, but she would put these clothes that she couldn't wear at all in any place where he often came and went, her bedroom, office, and her special starship.
Perhaps this is some kind of ulterior expectation.
Shua~
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a golden Beetle-class transport ship left the space station and headed towards the headhunting galaxy.
Ye Weiwei felt that Han Lang should stand in front of the porthole and wave at her, but Han Lang didn't do that and just left with the transport ship. (To be continued.)