1067. Subtle
At the same time, Tekaf City, the capital of the planet Seria, is the administrative center.
"Thank you very much for your help, Your Majesty the Governor... I would like to express my highest respect to you." Dole-Femi-Bonmi, the Great Elder of Planet Seria, said humbly to Tang Xiao in the holographic image.
"As long as you follow my plan, Planet Seria will naturally be safe and sound." Tang Xiao said calmly.
Dor-Femi-Bonmi hurriedly said, "I have been strictly implementing your plan, but there has been no news from Coruscant. And... you have also seen that even though I am the Great Elder, I still There are many people who do not approve of my rule."
"The Jedi Master of the Sirians, Ji-Adi Mundi, this is the reason. I have told you many times." Tang Xiao said, "So our plan can only start with him."
"I understand." Dole Femi Bonmi nodded, "I will continue to push forward."
Tang Xiao nodded and said: "Military and industry are not the only components of a healthy civilization. You don't need to feel panic, Elder Dole. Planet Seria lacks an industrial foundation, so I will naturally not force it, so do your best. My own business."
"yes……"
Tang Xiao waved his hand and the communication was interrupted.
Dor-Fermi-Bonmi's face was uncertain. He looked up at the sky. That was the location of the spaceport on the planet Seria, where the Salarian fleet was currently stationed.
When the civil war on Seriya planet just ended more than ten years ago, whether he faced Tang Xiao or the dead angels, he was neither humble nor overbearing, showing his temperament as a planet's great elder. But now, facing the rapidly expanding Fourth Civilization, he could only do his best to grovel in order to survive in front of Tang Xiao.
You must know that more than ten years ago, the weapons that the Fourth Civilization was able to provide to the planet Seriya to support their civil war were only some backward live ammunition weapons, and not even many armored vehicles. But now, with a wave of his hand, a subordinate race came over in more than a dozen new warships that he had never seen before, and crushed the spaceships of the militants who tried to launch a rebellion into pieces!
Faced with such an existence, Elder Dole Fermi Bonmi didn't even dare to show his anger.
He pressed the button and said to the entourage who was always on standby: "Prepare a dinner immediately for the commander of the Salarian fleet. And, as usual, invite Mrs. Shia and Mrs. Marwen's family."
"yes."
…
Due to the arrival of the Salarian fleet, the unrest on the planet Seria soon stopped. For this planet, which had just entered the track of technological development more than ten years ago, there was absolutely no possibility of resistance against the Salarian fleet.
The motley fleet composed of old spaceships and bounty hunters that the dreamy elders found everywhere could only hold out for 5 minutes in front of the Salarian fleet.
As a result, the opposition elders who had been aggressively making noises against the elder Dole Femi Bonmi in the elders meeting all became amiable and behaved like good old men.
"Hey, hello, hello. Are you the commander of this invincible fleet? You are really heroic and majestic. My little daughter fell in love with you at first sight."
"Salarian people? With such a powerful race beside us, our daily life is very peaceful! You see, my only personal hobby is to grow some vegetables...Eh? Calluses on my fingers? Oh, these are farm tools It's caused by farm tools. It has nothing to do with weapons...I get dizzy when I see weapons..."
"Great Elder Dole, I drank too much at the elders' meeting last time, and as a result I offended you... Look, this matter, otherwise we will..."
At the banquet, the senior officials of Seriya planet who participated in the meeting fully demonstrated what the various states of living beings are.
However, at the top of the banquet hall, there were several women and children sitting - to be precise, five middle-aged and elderly women, and six young men, the oldest of whom was about 17 or 8 years old.
Elder Dor Femi Bonmi did not pay attention to those Presbyterian elders who wanted to apologize more. Instead, he personally picked up a glass of wine, walked over there with his three wives, and said: "In Mang Under the leadership of the Di family, the planet Seria has once again overcome the difficulties! It is a great achievement for everyone to avoid the consequences of civil war on the planet."
One of the oldest, an old Serian woman in her 70s, said coldly: "Elder Dole, it is the Salarian fleet and the power of the Dawn Planet that can calm down the crisis of this civil war. Together with us, not related."
However, before Elder Dole could speak, a Serian woman next to her who was only in her 40s retorted: "Mrs. Shia, that's not the case. The Salarian fleet is indeed very powerful, but the powerful fleet It can only destroy a planet, but it cannot unite a divided planet. What truly unites us is the spirit of our husband, Jedi Master, Ki-Adi Mundy."
It can be clearly seen that Mrs. Shia, who spoke first, is still wearing coarse clothes. But when she stood up later, this lady was the youngest among the women, and her clothes were also the most gorgeous.
She stood up, walked up to Elder Dole very gracefully, picked up the wine glass, and said: "I am very grateful that you can continue to carry forward our husband's legacy on the planet Seria when the galaxy is facing such a crisis. The spirit unites the Seriya people. I believe that he was not wrong about the person at the beginning."
"You are exaggerating, Mrs. Marwen. This is what I should do." Elder Dole lowered his head and said humbly, "Master Ji-Adi Mundy is the person I admire most in my life. I am always looking forward to his return. .”
"Hmph! The first thing Mundy did when he came back was to drive you out of the position of great elder! I don't remember that you got Mundy's approval when you called yourself the great elder." Siya sneered.
"Sigh... maybe my brother Mundy is dead..." another old lady, the oldest, who must be in her 80s, murmured.
She was already speaking a little awkwardly, and there were two old women in their 50s and 60s beside her who quickly went over to wipe the soup from the corners of her mouth.
Elder Dole's face has long been honed in the political arena. He simply ignored the ridicule of the old woman Xia, and turned to the six teenagers with a smile and said: "Ah, you are the descendants of Master Mundi. They are all growing up healthily, and the future of Planet Seria also needs your help."
He turned to Mrs. Ma Wen and said: "Mrs. Ma Wen, there may have been some personnel changes in the Presbyterian Council of Planet Seria recently, which may involve a lot. By then, many positions will be vacated. I think it is also time to let Mang Master Di’s sons and daughters have stepped into important positions that truly belong to them, holding the future of the Seriya planet in their hands.”
"Dream!!" Sia said, "Mundy's children will never participate in politics! Our eldest daughter Sylvan was assassinated in the last civil war because of this!!"
However, at this time, one of the fat boys took a big mouthful of meat and said: "But if we don't work, we won't be able to eat such delicious food... Besides, everyone around us likes us. They are all waiting for us to take up our posts!”
The great elder Dole Femi Bonmi suddenly beamed. He usually entertained the wives and children of Master Ji Adi Mundi with delicious food and drinks, and his efforts were not in vain.
He said to the little fat man: "Dear little Buddy, how about Uncle Dole arranging for you to manage the Food Supervision Department? Whether the food and drink of our entire planet is up to standard depends on you alone. You can definitely let us Everyone gets the best food, right?”
"That's right! I'm the best at eating!" the little fat man said happily.
"Hahahaha! Your father, Master Ji-Adi Mundi, will be proud of you." There was no trace of smile in Elder Dole's eyes at this moment.
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