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Chapter 3263 Mixed Race Man

After a careful look, Soshiyang roughly judged why a mixed-race child could serve the Star Language Hall in a swagger. Generally speaking, his "human component" is indeed a little higher, and his appearance is relatively straightforward, so that no one who has no knowledge will not think of aliens when they see it. At most, they think that their appearance is a bit weird, but there are too many strange "people" in the empire, which is nothing.
However, he is quite tall, about two meters tall. With the power armor, he really has a bit of a space warrior, but he is a little thinner.
Yes, he was wearing a set of MK4 power armor, but Soshiyang guessed that he had undergone an internal transformation and turned it into a power feedback power armor, but this was enough to show that this person's physical fitness was extraordinary. You should know that most Star Words are weak, and long-term "circle ban" will cause their bodies to deteriorate sharply, but this person can even wear power armor. Obviously, he is closer to the spirit race in terms of body, and has the power and speed beyond his appearance.
Looking at him, a thought suddenly appeared in Soshiyang's mind.
Is this probably the case with Veronica's children?
"identity?"
Ilyan Nastasse's voice was a little alert, his origin was the highest secret of the Star Language Hall.
"Oh, don't get me wrong, it's because you've served in the Dark Angels, you know, they're more... secret."
Hearing Soshiyan say this, Yiliyan showed a sudden enlightenment and then explained:
"I understand what you mean, um... but in fact I have not had much contact with them. In two years, I have hardly produced the Star Word Spire of the Boulder. I have seen no more than five soldiers, mainly reporting the situation to Master Ezekiel."
"Well, it looks like... the commander of the Kalga battle must appreciate you very much, right? He also gave you a set of armor."
Soshiyang walked to him, looked at the ultimate warrior logo on his shoulder armor and frowned slightly, but this Ω was slightly different, and there was a symbol of the Star Hall in the middle.
"I just did some small work, and it was the leader of the Kalga War who loved me."
"Then why is he willing to let you leave?"
"This is the transfer order from the Star Language Hall, and the commander of the Kalga battle has always abide by the rules and laws."
Speaking of this, he was actually a little depressed. He had done well with the Extreme Warrior and was recognized by everyone. However, the director of the Star Word Department didn't know which nerve he had missed, so he threw him into the distant Storm Star Realm with a command. He rushed to the distance of Storm Star Field for more than a year just by rushing. (Many so-called storytelling videos would call him a think tank, but they were serious Star Words)
But logically speaking, it would be faster to directly adjust people from the Sun Star Domain. He really couldn't think of the reason to adjust himself, so he could only explain that the bloated bureaucratic department was in trouble again.
He didn't know, but Soshiyan knew very well. After all, he received the reply from Prime Minister Dryan very early. The imperial tinkerer used a bottle of top-quality Aida wine to let the Star Language Office chief sign a transfer order that he would soon forget. This bottle of wine was just one of the many gifts Soshiyan gave him. The most important thing was a few exquisite and exquisite Aida crafts that were difficult to find in the top-level cold trade chain. The origin of these things was "smuggling and seizure". He believed that Dryan would use them on key people.
The more Dirion's power is, the clearer his eyes and ears will be in Terra and the more convenient it will be to do things.
This may sound corrupt, but this is the rule of the operation of the mortal bureaucratic system. Since the emperor chose this path, it is difficult to avoid, or in the current social form of human beings, and for Soshiyan, it is much easier to use rules than to confront them, but when he is still at this level.
But it sounds bad but not nice, and it is really convenient. He can do anything that no other battle leader can't do even the start-up team leader.
"I just applied to the Star Language Hall for an experienced Star Language Supervisor, because our Star Language Supervisor was transferred to the Parish of St. Casparon, where there was a tug-of-war with Tyron. Communication was very important, but it was easily disturbed, so we could only increase our strength, which led to some of the Nissen Galaxy's emptying out of the supervisor's position."
Yiliyang nodded slightly and replied in a very official voice:
"Everything is as the Emperor wishes."
"I hope we will cooperate happily in the future. By the way, Consul Yiliyan, are you from Terra?"
After Soshiyan turned around and returned to his seat, he greeted him while "chatting family" in a gentle tone:
"Give Consul Ilyan a chair."
"Thank you, the commander of the battle."
Hearing the chair falling behind him, Yiliyang sat down and then replied:
"I'm not a Terra."
"Oh? Could it be a Makurager? Seeing that you have such an extraordinary appearance, your parents should also be the Starspeople, right?"
"no."
Seeing that Yiliyang always avoided his origin and his voice became more and more vigilant, Soshiyang stopped entangling, and then turned to ask:
"Follow your information, you are 79 years old, but you still look very young."
“I had a life-extended surgery.”
Yiliyang is already very experienced in this kind of interrogation, so he basically answers it smoothly, making people unable to find any loopholes, but he was a little worried. The other party's questions sounded casual, but in fact each pointed to his biggest secret.
A mixed-race alien, Illiyan knew what this meant. When he served in the Dark Angel, he had been scrutinized and interrogated for a week. If Ezekiel had not come forward to clarify, he might have really been to the mysterious "Stone Prison", but in the end he was transferred from the Dark Angel after only two years. However, he gained more understanding from the Extreme Warrior. Although Calgar also felt that his appearance was a bit strange, he never doubted his identity, or pretended not to know.
This is why his armor still has the symbols and colors of the ultimate warrior on his armour.
Soshiyang knew that the other party was still wary and needed time to observe the person, so he nodded.
"So that's it. You must be very tired from bumpy journeys. This way, you don't have to rush to work immediately. I'll have someone to arrange a manor with a pleasant environment for you, take a rest for a week, and then go to preside over the work of Star Word Spire."
Yiliyang stood up and bowed to thank him.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I am worried that I will delay and miss important messages. Each message may represent a fierce battle that is happening, a world under attack. From the moment I joined the Star Hall, I was constantly taught that our souls are as light as feathers, but our responsibilities are as heavy as mountains. Any small omission or error may lead to the defeat of a war, and the deaths of hundreds of billions of empires."
After hearing what he said, Soshiyang couldn't help but nod.
Chapter completed!
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