1030. The Final Clue

The modified cargo ship almost fell on an ice surface on the planet Jabul. There is a settlement built on the ice, a simple camp.

After that group of ice diggers who piloted the spaceship landed, they wanted to greet their comrades on the ground to come up and kill Darth Marthael, but how could this be possible? Darth Marthael didn't even make a move. After a terrifying wailing and wolf howling, the mental shock from the resentful spirit almost frightened those people to the point of collapse, and they fell to their knees and trembled all over.

After careful inquiries, Darth Marthael knew the origin of this group of peoplethey were indeed a group of ice diggers. There were about 400 ice diggers who had been digging ice blocks on the planet of Jabul for a long time. There are about a few thousand people, but they will not always be on the planet Jabul.

It is so cold here that unless a large-scale residential area with stable energy is established, it is impossible to live there. Therefore, most of these ice diggers will set up such simple temporary camps, and after a few months of intensive mining, they will abandon the camps and go to other places.

And because of the extremely cold environment here, the abandoned camps are well preserved and can be reactivated at any time as long as the power is plugged in.

Now they are here to mine the ice layer in this area, because according to the scan, the ice layer 10 meters underground here contains a rare element that can be used as a catalyst for supermatter reactions.

"Why is the ice here black?" Darth Marthael asked.

"I don't know, it is said that this happened thousands of years ago..." The ice diggers shook their heads blankly.

"What's the difference between these black ice and ordinary ice?" Darth Marthael asked again.

"It can't be eaten. Eating the water from the melted black ice will cause diarrhea. It's very bad. I heard that some people in Deros's group even died of diarrhea. There's nothing else. Just bake it on fire and it will melt. Now, there is no smell." An ice digger said.

"You guys are lucky." Darth Marthael said coldly.

You must know that these black substances contain the remains of the Lak Ghoul virus. God knows whether there are active viruses in these remains.

Of course, it now seems that this virus is very fragile under the high temperature of orbital bombardment. Just like the situation on the planet Taris, all the viruses near the surface have been killed without a trace.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise, these ice diggers dug out the ice and refined it, and they would have spread the Lack ghoul virus long ago.

"Lord...Lord, you see, we are just a group of ice diggers, and we just make a living. Look at you and your spaceship..." An ice digger cautiously looked at Darth-Massaire and The round shape of the spacecraft, which is far beyond modern technology at first glance, "You are a big man, and you like us don't look down on it... You can do it, just treat us like a fart..."

"When you dug the ice, did you dig out anything from the ice?" Darth Marthael ignored him and continued to ask.

"Sometimes some fragments are dug up, which look like fragments of buildings, but they are all worthless. There are a lot of piles in our refinery, like a hill." An ice digger replied.

"It's not this kind of garbage, it's something that looks more valuable."

The dozens of ice diggers looked at each other and shook their heads blankly.

At this time, an ice digger suddenly said, "Could it be that you are looking for a 'safe'?"

"What did you say? 'Safe'?" Darth Marthael glanced at him, his terrifying gaze made the ice digger shudder.

The ice digger did not dare to hide it, and said quickly: "It's Jabblebox, which is a legend in the black market of our ice diggers. More than a thousand years ago, the ice here was not so good. When it was solid, an ice digger pulled something from the bottom of the sea. That thing was supposed to be a container, but it was very solid and couldn't be scanned with any instruments, so many people thought it was a Jedi treasure... "

He continued: "Many people have fantasized about being able to open the treasure, but no one has ever done it. Then the safe will be sold to the next fanciful buyer at a higher price, and higher and higher. "

"Who owns this thing now?" Darth Marthael asked.

The ice digger exchanged glances with the others, and then said carefully, "Sir, are you a Jedi Knight? Is this safe really a treasure of a Jedi Knight?"

"Don't ask, don't ask. Tell me where the safe is, and I'll get a reward." Darth Marthael raised his hand and threw a bag full of credit ingots.

"We told you the news, will you let us go?" The ice digger confirmed again.

Das-Mashael nodded, "Your lives are worthless to me. All I care about is this... Jabul's safe."

The Ice Digger only thought he agreed, so he said: "On the planet Aridus... in the hands of a group of Kubit smugglers, their leader is called Kururu."

Darth Marthael nodded and pondered.

Seeing that he was no longer speaking, the group of ice diggers asked cautiously, "Sir... we have already told you everything we know, so... we... can we go?"

Darth Marthael raised his head and looked at them coldly.

His aura was too terrifying, this group of ice diggers didn't dare to stay for a second, when one person couldn't bear it and turned around and started running, everyone turned their heads and ran away at the same time as if they had pressed a switch!

However, each of them fell softly before they ran 10 steps, and before they landed, they turned into a corpse!

"I don't want to let people know that I've been here." Darth Marthael coldly dropped this sentence, turned his head and walked towards the Protoss transport ship.

Back on the spaceship, he found that Zerakas's protoss were not here. After connecting the communication, Zerakas told him that after scanning, they did find that there was something in the ice layer, it should be a building.

The planet Jabul underwent orbital bombardment, and then the global ice melted completely, turning the entire planet into an ocean before freezing again.

A building that can maintain its basic shape under such circumstances is definitely not an ordinary thing and should be of great value.

So Zerakas is bringing the group of Protoss warriors to dig, and they have sent a letter to ask Geth from the Dre II satellite to bring a professional mining ship to help.

"In that case, give me your spaceship first. I'll go to the planet of Arridus." Darth Marthael said.

"Have you found a clue?" Xerakas asked.

"I think it should be very close." After Darth Marthael finished speaking, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com turned to the unmanned console of the spacecraft and said, "Go to the planet of Aridos!"

"*&^&^$%^$" The spacecraft console kept flashing, sending out a burst of machine language that ordinary people couldn't understand, and then started the engine and flew straight to the horizon.

The Protoss transport plane escaped from hyperspace and came to the planet of Aridus.

This is a very remote desert planet, located in the expansion area of the outer ring of the Milky Way. Compared to Tatooine, a desert planet that was destroyed by war, the environment of Aridos planet is better, with many primitive jungles.

The aborigines here are the Kubits, a group of intelligent creatures that evolved from Western medicine-like reptiles.

This planet has clearly supported the Galactic Republic in the current war, but because it is too barren, the Confederation of Independent Systems has little interest here.

Like many remote planets in the Outer Rim, Aridus is also a planet of crime, slavery, and smuggling, where gang warfare never stops.

Das-Mathael came to a Kubit city and began to inquire about Kururu's whereabouts.

This is not difficult, he quickly got the information - Kururu was killed in a gang melee half a year ago.

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