Administrator Tarkin stared at the screen with a gloomy expression.
"So, this isn't a joke? Are you sure? "
"I'm very sure, sir."
The soldier in front of the console replied quickly.
"They hacked into our system. They claim to be a force from another galaxy, and they want to meet us through normal diplomatic relations …. We've searched their code, and I can confirm that it's indeed a completely different part of our system. We can't even crack their encryption system."
"… ….."
Hearing his subordinate's answer, Tarkin put his hands behind his back. A thoughtful expression appeared on his slender face. He turned his head and looked at a man dressed in black armour and a black cloak beside him.
"What do you think, Vader?"
"Huff …. Huff …."
The man in black armour took a few deep breaths, then said in a low voice.
"I can feel a powerful force."
"Force?"
"That's right, like a flame, like a storm. This kind of force …. I've never heard of it before."
"Are you sure they're not Jedi Knights?"
"No, Jedi Knights can't have this kind of power."
"Fine."
Administrator Tarkin pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"Then I'll leave it to you to greet our guests …. Hmm, guests from another galaxy. That's rare. I wonder what they're here for?"
"Sir, there's an abnormal spatial fluctuation on the radar!"
However, before Administrator Takin could finish his sentence, a golden light flashed before his eyes all of a sudden. In the next moment, three magnificent warships of pure white and gold suddenly jumped out of the infinite void and hovered silently in front of them.
"Looks like they're a little different."
Tarkin narrowed his eyes as he looked at the warships in front of him. He was an administrator of the Galactic Empire, so he was naturally not weak. Just from the appearance of the warships, Tarkin could tell that they were definitely not made with the technological level of the Galactic Empire. In fact, it wasn't just Tarkin. All the imperial soldiers who saw this scene were surprised.
If the battleships of the Milky Way Empire were said to be majestic and stable, then the battleships in front of them were obviously noble and elegant. It was not as simple as some neurotic tycoon suddenly coming up with the idea to modify them. These were obviously products of a completely different technological route from theirs.
At this moment, the screen suddenly flashed and the soldier's voice sounded again.
"We received a transmission signal from the enemy's warship."
"Open it."
"Yes."
Soon, the screen flashed, and everyone saw a black-haired, black-eyed young man in a black windbreaker appear before them.
"Hello, everyone from the Milky Way Empire."
The man spoke softly. His voice seemed to possess some sort of mysterious magic, causing people to involuntarily feel a special sense of fear just by hearing his voice.
"I'm very sorry for using this method to contact you. I just want to make it clear that we have no ill intentions. Let me introduce myself first. I am Fangzheng from the Tendo Temple. Our trip to the Noble Galaxy this time … .was just an accident. To be honest, we didn't expect such a stable civilization to exist in this galaxy. That's why we've come to visit. "
Frankly speaking, these words did not sound very pleasing to the ear. There was even a hint of arrogance in them. But no one seemed to think there was anything wrong with it. Administrator Tarkin, who was in the lead, tidied up his clothes and looked at the screen.
"Hello, Mr. Fangzheng. I am Wilhoff Tarkin, the Governor of a high-level sector of the Milky Way Empire. On behalf of His Majesty Palpatine, the great Emperor of the Milky Way Empire, I welcome you."
Administrator Tarkin was silent for a moment.
"If possible, why don't we invite you to our fortress for a chat?"
"Of course, it would be an honour."
Soon, the call was cut off. Then, everyone saw a small shuttle fly out of the leading battleship and slowly fly towards the fortress. Administrator Tarkin also waved his hand, and soon, the originally sealed fortress door slowly opened, sucking the shuttle inside.
"I feel like I'm going deep behind enemy lines."
Blackie rubbed his hands excitedly as he sat on a chair and looked at the scene outside the window.
"Look, doesn't this look like a scene in a movie where the protagonist goes deep behind enemy lines?"
"Calm down, calm down. We don't have any enmity with the Milky Way Empire. Don't come looking for trouble."
Fangzheng patted Blackie's head and stopped him from trying to look for trouble. Blackie couldn't help but pout and snort in dissatisfaction. But he didn't say anything else.
Soon, the shuttle came to a steady stop. Then, the hatch opened. Fangzheng tidied up his clothes and led Ying Lili out of the shuttle. Blackie, Ilya, and Bee-Eater Cao Qi hurriedly followed behind.
When they got off the shuttle, the first thing they saw was a large group of Stormtroopers in white armor. They stood in a line in front of the shuttle, motionless like robots. Soon, these Storm Soldiers quickly divided into two rows. Then, Fangzheng saw a man in black armor striding out from the other side of the corridor.
"…"
Shouldn't there be background music at this time?! Where's the typical background music?!
Seeing Darth Vader walk out without any background music, Fangzheng felt that … it was a soulless sight!
Thinking of this, Fangzheng silently adjusted his personal terminal. Soon, the familiar background music rang in his ears.
"Dang — dang — dang —! Dang — dang, dang — dang! "
Sigh, now that's the feeling!
Fangzheng immediately felt refreshed when he saw Desvader striding over to the accompaniment of the background music. The discomfort he had felt from before instantly vanished.
"Hello, guest from afar."
Desvader, of course, did not know that Fangzheng was still listening to the background music. He stood in front of Fangzheng and spoke in a low voice. In fact, Desvader was very glad that he was wearing a mask. Ordinary people might not be able to feel it, but as a master of the Dark Force, Desvader could feel that the young man in front of him was like a huge, burning sun. Just by getting close to him, Desvader had the illusion that he was about to be burned to ashes.
This was the first time Desvader was so glad about his current body. If he was still a human, just getting close to this man would probably make him sweat profusely and even show fear. But now, his face was locked behind a thick black helmet. His lungs also relied on machines to breathe, so no matter how scared Desvader was, his voice was as low and steady as ever.
"I'm Desvader. I'm here to welcome you on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor. His Majesty the Emperor is very happy to see you. He's ready to talk to you. I'm very sorry, but this is not an ideal place to receive guests. If possible, the Emperor hopes that he can welcome you in person on Coruscant. "
"I don't mind. After all, we're the ones who came to disturb you."
"Please come with me."
Desvader did not dare to say anything more to Fangzheng. He turned around, made an inviting gesture, and walked forward. Fangzheng and the others followed behind him. Soon, Desvader brought Fangzheng and the others to a communication room. There, Fangzheng saw an old man in a black cloak on the screen. He had the aura of "I'm the ultimate boss" written all over his body. It was Palpatine.
You really don't look good dressed like this.
Fangzheng looked at the old man in front of him, who was only wearing a black robe and only revealing half of his chin. Fangzheng really wanted him to change his appearance.
Look at you, if you don't die, who will?
"Ah, I can sense your presence, young king …."
On the other side of the screen, an old voice slowly sounded.
"The Dark Force has sensed you. They are afraid of you. The light of your blazing flame tears apart the deepest darkness and makes the Dark Force tremble. Who are you, and why are you here? "
"Hello, Mr. Palpatine."
Since the other party had spoken openly, Fangzheng naturally would not hide anything. He nodded and looked at the Emperor of the Galactic Empire on the screen.
"We come from another distant galaxy, and we're not here for you. We're here for another threat — the Tide of Chaos. Have you heard of its existence?"
"Chaos … Chaos …."
The Emperor's voice gradually became low, and then excited again.
"I know. I've seen it in my dreams. Both light and darkness are powerless in the face of Chaos. I can feel … feel … these … ancient inheritances and memories, the history long before Terminus, the forgotten past …. "
"In fact, we're investigating something, and I believe that the Force in your galaxy is one of the clues. If possible, we hope to get the Empire's permission and assistance. In return, we can help you solve some problems, or exchange some knowledge …. What do you think?"
"…."
This time, Palpatine did not answer immediately. He was silent for a long time before he spoke.
"If possible, I hope to discuss this issue in detail with you on Coruscant."
"Of course, then …."
"Beep — Beep —!"
However, before the two of them could finish their conversation, an urgent alarm sounded, and then the communication was cut off.
"What's wrong? What's going on? "
Ying Lili stood up uneasily and looked around. At that moment, the hatch opened, and Desvader walked in again.
"I'm very sorry, we've had a little … a little accident. Don't worry, we'll solve this problem soon."
After saying that, Desvader turned and left, and the door closed again.
"Are we under house arrest?"
Ilya looked around uneasily and asked hesitantly. Fangzheng shrugged.
"No, I think they really have a problem to solve."
As he spoke, Fangzheng opened his personal terminal and quickly scanned it. Soon, two men in Stormtrooper armour appeared on the screen. They were holding guns and leading a long-haired monster. They were fighting with the Empire's soldiers in the corridor.
"Come, let's watch a good show."
As he spoke, Fangzheng changed his posture and nestled comfortably on the sofa.
A live broadcast was much better than a movie theater.
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