"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!" Nute Gunray 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 be completely destroyed by the dark side!"
Nute Gunray 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 Nute Gunray's little plan was punctured with a sneer.
"You!..." Nute Gunray's expression became serious.
"By the way, do you still like that Pilat bird?" Sidious asked suddenly.
Nute Gunray'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. But the Pilate bird that was sent over was still red-spotted, which is even rarer among the rare!
So Nute Gunray was very happy to show off the bird around, seeing it as a symbol of his imminent prosperity.
"That bird, you sent it?" Nute Gunray 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?" Nute Gunray asked in a deep voice.
"Hehehehe... Money? Mr. Gunray, 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 Nute Gunray, 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!
Nute Gunray 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. Nute Gunray inhaled heavily as if he had just been reborn from the brink of death.
"I have been paying attention to you, Nute Gunray. Including the things you have done... For example, Ars Veruna, the former King of the Naboo planet, I remember, at that time vigorously advocated against the Trade Federation 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!!" Nute Gunray 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?" Nute 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 Viceroy - Nute Gunray..." Darth Sidious finished and cut off the communication.
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At this time, in the outer reaches of the Galaxy, a Barren Planet in the Fairway System—Injori, some things are getting out of control.
Yinchorr is a very Barren Planet, the natural environment is not good, and 60% of the planet is desert. Moreover, this Planet does not have many mineral resources, and agricultural resources are also very scarce. It is far away from the hyperspace channel and 35,000 light years away from the Core Worlds of the Galaxy, 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 Yinchorri - 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 Yinchorri 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 Yinchorri planet, the Yinchorri 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 hastily recording the coordinates up.
But in the next 500 years, I don't know what happened. Maybe some criminals or smugglers ran to the Yinchorri planet, and they were eaten by the Yinchorri's. In short, the Yinchorri has 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 Republic.
At that time, the Republic was still 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 Yinchorri who joined the Republic took all the spaceships they could find, left the planet one after another, and went to the most chaotic place in the galaxy to work as mercenaries and bounty hunters.
The Yinchorri are physically strong, and among the many races in the Galaxy, there are only a handful of them who can defeat the Yinchorri in hand-to-hand combat. They were bloodthirsty, cruel, omnipotent, powerful, and quickly made 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 Yinchorri, is just pushing the door of the cafeteria!