2717. Codename "White Lotus"
At the same time, on the other side of the planet Coruscant, the mansion of the Van Komoros family, a powerful family in the core circle.
The fourth heir of the family, Leo Van Cleese Moro opened his eyes from the bed. He turned his head and looked next to him. There was an incomparably beautiful woman. She was sleeping, breathing softly, and her golden hair was scattered on the pillow. The morning light shines through the window on her tender skin, reflecting a faint golden light.
Leo Fankers Moros carefully stood up from the bed, trying not to disturb the woman next to him. He gently put on his silk robe and walked out of the bedroom. After going out, he did not forget to activate an electromagnetic barrier at the door to ensure that no sound could penetrate.
Outside the bedroom door, the old housekeeper who had served him for many years and could be said to have watched him grow up was already waiting there. This old man in his early sixties had gray beard and a modest expression, but there was a sharp glint hidden in his eyes.
The old butler glanced at Leo and said, "Master... Recently, you have spent too much time with Miss Cassandra. Although her beauty is unparalleled, if you indulge in women too much at this time, I am worried that it will have an impact on your physical condition... Moreover, she was once Jedi Knight..."
"This is not what you need to care about, old man. I know what's appropriate." Leo waved his hand and impatiently interrupted the butler's words. "My focus has never changed. The old immortal who wants to bind the family to the Galactic Empire's Chariot and wants to be destroyed together with the Empire is my focus."
He took the micro terminal from the old housekeeper and began to check the contents. He looked back at the direction of the bedroom, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "As for her... she is just a Jedi apprentice. She has been in Jedi Order since she was a child. Her background is very clean. I helped her escape Order 66. She is grateful to me, and she is also in love with me. What could be a more suitable candidate than this?"
There was fascination in his eyes, "And... her and I's descendants will be the noble Force-sensitive! We, Fan Kemo Ross family, will move towards true glory in my hands!"
The old housekeeper didn't say much. He had heard the truth many times and believed it deeply. This time, he was just reminding his young master to put important things first. He waved his hand, and a robot delivered a potion with the Umbrella Pharmaceutical Group logo on it.
"No matter what, Master, your body is the most important. Our plan has reached the final moment. At this time, you must stay awake at all times." The old butler said, "This is the latest medicine we smuggled from Kingdom of Dawn's Umbrella Pharmaceutical Group, which can gradually improve your physique."
Leo was not polite. He took the medicine and injected it directly into his arm with a nano syringe. At the same time, he continued, "You also understand that I am only the fourth heir. I should not interfere with the future of the family. However, anyone with a discerning eye can see it now, Galactic Empire is finished, Palpatine is finished. I don't want to die with them... Those old brothers only see the high-ranking officials and generous salaries given to them by the Galactic Empire, but they cannot see the future of failure."
"It's time to right this wrong," the steward said.
Leo had already finished reading the document at this time, and his expression became solemn, "Information confirmed? Palpatine was seriously injured in the battle with Tang Xiao?"
The old housekeeper nodded and said, "To be precise, it started a few months ago when he mysteriously disappeared with Hegemony for a month. During the period from Northern Territory Campaign, the injuries he suffered have never really healed. I don't know what happened between Sith Lord, but it is obvious that Palpatine is constantly being hurt by Tang Xiao."
"Then... let's proceed as planned!" Leo said, "Activate the hidden lines of the First System Army and send false intelligence. Then prepare to occupy the media center."
"Yes." The old housekeeper nodded, turned around and walked out.
Leo stood in front of the window, staring at Star Destroyer hovering over the the Empire capital star, his eyes stern. The effect of the potion had begun to take effect, and he felt endless power exploding in his body, making him feel extremely comfortable. He closed his eyes and felt the power coming from deep within his cells, raised his head, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "The Empire will be ours!"
Coruscant, on the 2601st floor underground, in a slum that no one cares about, there is an unknown entrance hidden in the simple and shabby furniture. Among them, there is a secret base that is small but equipped with the most advanced communication equipment. Countless intelligence from Imperial Center is gathered here.
This small room of less than 20 square meters was once the maintenance station of a communication service company. Tens of thousands of years ago, when this place belonged to the upper floors of Coruscant, it maintained a communication network for an entire sector.
Later, things changed, and this communication service company had long since disappeared. As technology changed, wired communication networks were replaced by ubiquitous quantum communication networks, and these lines were left in this corner where no one paid attention.
But now, this ancient network has been activated again. The countless wired communication networks are like a huge spider web, spreading a dark network in Imperial Center.
[Lena sent information that the Empire Capital Defense Fleet is undergoing a defense change operation. They are gradually replacing First System Army and taking over the surrounding defense of Coruscant.]
[Cassandra sent information that some Core Worlds families are planning to overthrow Palpatine, and have entered the substantive implementation stage. Here is a list of families with whom we have had contact in the past three days.]
[...the Empire Security Bureau's information indicates that there have been a large number of personnel transfers in the past month.]
[... Information on the Cutting-Edge Technology Alliance, they transferred the verification work of several secret projects to Coruscant, and also brought a large number of prototypes.]
[... According to information from Imperial Inquisitorius, the remaining magistrates have been expelled from the capital area. Coruscant Only the magistrates from Imperial Inquisitorius are still there. No further information is available.]
Countless data are constantly gathered on a small Omni-tool. A slender arm is raised, and the Omni-tool installed on the wrist is skillfully operated with one hand, processing this ocean-like information.
This Omni-tool is obviously modified, and the cured photon shape is much more complex than the common Omni-tool. The processing power of this model Omni-tool is even comparable to that of a data processing center!
The person who is operating this state-of-the-art Omni-tool is a mature and beautiful woman, about 30 years old, with big wavy blond hair hanging on her shoulders like a waterfall. What is even more eye-catching is the extremely huge peaks, which are increasingly thrilling and turbulent under the outline of the tight-fitting combat uniform.
"... There are various signs that Imperial Center is brewing a storm, and it is not small in scale. No matter who wins or loses, Imperial Center will surely flow into a river of blood." The woman said lightly, her voice was low and lazy, with a charm that men could not resist.
At this time, Omni-tool flashed, and an encrypted message was sent. The message was immediately decoded, forming two lines of simple questions——
[High Command Order, one, adds fuel to the flames and expands the impact of the storm in the Imperial Capital. Second, confirm the actions of the First System Army fleet and use all means to make them leave their base and take the initiative.]
The woman frowned and looked at the message in deep thought. She lit a cigarette for herself, put the cigarette on her crimson lips with her fingers painted with purple nail polish, took a deep breath, and then exhaled the fragrant smoke.
Finally, she sent her reply: [According to judgment, the plan has the possibility of success, and the 'White Lotus' group will continue to carry out operations.]