Moreover, due to the high speed along the way, the Friendship was actually more than three days ahead of schedule. Seeing that the crew members were somewhat tired, Yu Lian ordered all crew members to move freely and rest in the Turanka galaxy for two days.

Fourteen hours, we will set off at the same time tomorrow.

Everyone immediately cheered and said long live the General. As for Yu Lian, he also decided to steal half a day of leisure. He knew that the Turanka galaxy, which is the thoroughfare of nine provinces (star districts), is a very interesting black market.

Maybe you can get some good stuff. If not, you can go find an alien food restaurant and have a good meal.

For example, in the southern area of ​​Yinjong City, the orbital airport where everyone landed, there is a small restaurant owned by Waying people. Although it is small, it is a time-honored restaurant that has been around for hundreds of years.

To be honest, most of the dishes of this ethnic group are not in line with human tastes, but there is only one thing, a river soup made from thoroughly fermented sour jam, which is particularly appetizing, refreshing, and health-conscious.

Well, once he recalled the taste of his previous life, Yu Lian suddenly started to salivate.

After the crew members left, he put on his casual clothes and set off. However, just as he walked out of the airport building, he suddenly discovered that three Thunderbird cars, which looked like luxury special editions, were parked on the side of the road. Even in a crowded place,

Weaving cloth and the bustling airport gate also looked full of aura, attracting at least half of the eyes. Five or six big men in formal suits were respectfully guarding the car.

All of them have bulging waists. If we rule out the possibility of wearing warm babies, then they must be wearing weapons.
Chapter completed!