The Death Knell

Chapter 2904: Killing relatives for justice

"Master, I think he means that your doctorate has been revoked."

Seeing Aphra's confused expression, her robot 'San0' immediately took two steps forward and enthusiastically helped her translate in a low voice.

This robot was made by Darth Vader himself. She had seen Darth Vader assemble it more than once, as if he was reminiscing about something. The breathing sound of the armor's breathing filter was like the wheezing sound of the eighteen-hand spaceship engine. .

Although she didn't understand why, Aphra felt that Black Warrior seemed to have a special affection for this robot. Before installing each part, he would carefully wipe it clean as if there was sand or dust on it.

But those were Empire-standard parts, forged in the Death Star's military factory, not picked up from the trash.

Besides, Aphra thinks that a high-ranking Sith official like Darth Vader wouldn't have the habit of being a scavenger, right? Probably an illusion caused by the dark force.

However, after the robot was built, Darth Vader strangely gave it to Aphra and said some inexplicable words.

‘After all, it’s not C-3PO who gave them to you. Make good use of them and continue to serve me. ’

Except for this etiquette robot butler, who is all black and has red eyes. Darth Vader also gave her a dark-style 'Space Mechanic' robot named BT-D2. It is said to be the same style as Queen Amidala's-D2, but it is also completely black and has a red electronic one-eye.

This round-headed robot can't speak, but it can help pilot any spacecraft and even engage in aerial combat.

Fortunately, the loyalty of the robots after recognizing their masters was unquestionable. When Aphra defected from Darth Vader, the two robots still followed her and traveled around the galaxy together over the years.

Aphra, who had grown up alone since she was a child, did not treat them as tools or slaves, but as friends.

"Yes, Miss Aphra, just as he said, because one of the ancient artifacts you submitted when you joined the membership was suspected of cheating, you have entered the stage of pending review again."

The robot at the counter answered the call and pushed back the mask submitted by the girl, indicating that it would not accept it.

"It's Doctor, Doctor Aphra!" The girl pulled off the leather pilot hat on her head and yelled a little hysterically: "There must be a mistake somewhere! I discovered the Begin symbiote on Bush 12 , that symbiotic creature is one of the greatest discoveries of this century! I have made contributions to the Association! I have shed blood for the Association!"

She was rolling on the ground while shouting, kicking her legs wildly, as if she couldn't stand up if she couldn't sell something.

However, the teller robot just looked at her with pity, as if looking at a pitiful madman.

Aphra also knew that it was useless to mess with the robots. The procedures of these guys were very rigid, and the rules were the rules. After fussing about it for a while, she obediently took back the mask, put it in her bag and prepared to leave.

"It's too bad. If the association doesn't take it, there's no way to get rid of it through other channels." Walking to a quiet and uninhabited place, she punched the wall with hatred, then pressed the Tianling Gai against the wall and muttered: "If there is no money, the spacecraft will have no fuel, and you will have no spare parts. We will all be trapped and die on this sponge-like hollow ball."

"Oh, Master, this sounds terrible. Your degree must be questioned and you must be in a bad mood now. Do you want me to play some music?"

The etiquette robot's big eyes flashed and it made suggestions in an electronic voice.

Music can always cheer up humans. For example, every time the owner hears "Imperial March", he feels as if he has been electrocuted. He will look around vigilantly in preparation for battle, as if he is afraid that the Dark Knight will suddenly come out of the shadows somewhere.

"No! I mean, they're right, I did cheat, but I got away with it a few years ago. How did they know today?"

Aphra does regret, but not for her cheating behavior back then, but for being caught cheating.

"Because the person who reported you is me, a person who loves you, everyone's moral issues will turn into nightmares one day in the future, especially history, which cannot be tampered with."

A voice sounded behind her. It was a middle-aged man with a bald head, wearing a white robe with medals on his chest, and a kind smile on his face.

Even without looking back, Aphra knew who this was. She closed her eyes speechlessly, gritted her teeth and said bitterly:

"Dad! What on earth do you want to do?!"

"I am guiding you to the right path, child. Return love and peace to our universe as atonement for your past actions." The man smiled and opened his arms, as if he wanted his daughter to give him a hug.

However, Aphra turned around, but she had no intention of hugging her at all. She just curled her lips and hugged her arms with both hands:

"You sound like a saint. When I was ten years old, you took me to do archeology, so you forgot me in the Zerg lair and ran away with the archaeological findings. If the imperial army hadn't saved me, I would have become a different person now. Is it fossilized feces?"

"That was just an accident." The bald man waved his hand, telling his daughter not to pay attention to those details: "Archaeology is also a rigorous scientific research work. Isn't it normal to forget some things while working?"

"So when I was eleven or twelve years old, I experienced similar situations several times?"

Aphra took a deep breath, her eyes becoming like dead fish.

"But it disappeared when she was thirteen, didn't it?" The man recalled it, and it seemed that this was true, but his daughter was lucky enough to escape from the ancient tomb safely every time.

The female doctor raised her face and looked at the ceiling, as if she didn't want her expression to get out of control, and tried her best to calm down her emotions: "That's because I went to the Imperial College of Engineers when I was thirteen, lived on campus and never returned. Home, I gave you no chance to kill me. My mother died because you forgot her."

"Well, it turns out that I was wrong. I'm sorry. Let's go and talk in the room over there. I want you to help me find out about Aldo Asperto."

The man thought seriously for a moment, as if he was reflecting on his past, but maybe his mind was spinning too fast. He soon smiled again and walked toward his office with his daughter in his arms.

For an archaeologist, only archeology is the most important.

"Aldo Asperto is a myth! Myths don't really exist, and stories can't fill people's stomachs! I won't do it." Although the female doctor was moved around in her father's arms, she still refused immediately.

"If you don't help me, I will submit the remaining evidence to the association to let them know that you stole the discovery of the symbiote from your mentor." The bald father is extremely smart. He knows how to deal with his mangy daughter. .

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