The Death Knell

The facts were all before their eyes. Not only were the robots testifying, but Yoda and several other Jedi also testified. There was no way the brother and sister could not believe it.

However, this was too sudden. Even if Luke accepted this reality, he didn't know what expression to make or what to say.

The atmosphere became a bit awkward, with only the sounds of the robots and their owners talking, and the crackling of wood from the bonfire under the night sky.

However, this silent atmosphere was soon interrupted by a series of alarm clocks.

"Oh, it seems it's my exercise time again." Colonel Sanders took out an alarm clock from the pocket of his white suit and pressed the button. Then he snapped his fingers, and suddenly a group of strong men mysteriously emerged from the sand. , they were still wearing beach shorts, and the shiny sweat on their bodies was sticky with grains of red sand.

Tear!

He didn't care what others thought or looked at, because good health was the key to good fried chicken. Colonel Sanders stripped off his clothes on the spot, took out a bow tie and put it on his neck, and the familiar music without the source suddenly started playing again. stand up.

I love you mom.

"Oh, here we go again."

Su Ming rubbed his face and sighed helplessly. Although he thought it was a bit greasy for a group of strong men to dance striptease, this was an advertisement for a colonel. All humans should have the right to dance freely.

"Oh yeah~" Harley looked happy and opened her eyes wide: "It's great to see free performances again! Xiaohong and I used to have to pay to watch the hot dance."

Only people with signs of mental illness like Aphra could bear this sudden change. Everyone else, including the robots, froze the moment Colonel Sanders started dancing under the psychedelic lights.

Have they ever seen such an angry old man? The muscles all over his body were shining brightly, and the smile on his face was so evil, it was so much beyond their entertainment level!

Master Yoda's crutch fell to the ground and he didn't even know it, and Princess Leia's mouth had turned into a black hole. Han Solo kept wiping his eyes with oily hands. He thought he was hallucinating. Four robots were on their heads. There is a faint green smoke coming out, which is because the processing module is generating heat.

The strong men performed skillful dance steps in the desert under the moon. Their movements were like Colonel's chicken nuggets rolling in a frying pan. They clapped, spun, twisted and blinked. This was so authentic.

A few minutes later, the dance ended, and those strong men who came from nowhere mysteriously disappeared under the moonlight. The colonel himself took out a white suit from nowhere and put it on again:

"Death Knell, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first. I just saw your leftover roast chicken and I got new inspiration for fried chicken."

"Are you going back? That's fine, thank you Colonel." Deathstroke shook hands with the Colonel in the dull eyes of everyone, and looked up at the sky: "Adjutant, give the Colonel a ride."

A beam of light flashed and Sanders disappeared, leaving only the smell of fried chicken.

Even though the person had left, it was obvious that the magical dance was still playing repeatedly in everyone's minds. Su Ming was keenly aware that Boba was drooling from the corner of his mouth, and the two Wookiees were pulling the hair on their heads. , and kept moaning.

He shook his head. In the Star Wars universe, the entertainment industry was poor, the network level was low, and even the quality of the mercenaries was average.

The violent wolf has also seen the colonel's dance, so how come he doesn't have these depressing sequelae?

The music stopped, and silence became the main theme again. Su Ming walked to Luke's side, helped him put his fallen chin back on, and pointed to Anakin over there:

"Luke? He's your father."

"oh."

Luke, who was in a trance, easily accepted this setting. After watching the old man dance, he felt that nothing was unacceptable.

Now he can look at anything that happens in the galaxy calmly, without making a fuss or getting upset, because he has seen the most outrageous things today.

Just thinking about those strong men ogling him and twisting their waists to give him crotches, he even felt that the dark side of the Force was no longer scary. The most terrifying thing was the dark and profound fantasies brought by those men.

Seeing their unsatisfactory looks, Su Ming shrugged at Harry speechlessly:

"Dangdou, use your psychiatrist skills to bring these people back to their senses. These things are a little too exciting for them."

"Hey, they are really country bumpkins. We should send them all to Arkham to stay for a few days and broaden their horizons."

Despite what she said, Harley still kindly started to save people. Her method was also very simple, which was to pour cold water on these people's faces.

These people are attracted by the muscles of strong men, so they just need to cool down.

A minute later, everyone finally returned to normal. Even the robots were brought back by Harley's psychological counseling, but their heads still had a faint smell of burning.

Everyone sat back around the campfire, and after what they had experienced, Luke and Leia sat next to their parents quite naturally. Although their parents looked younger than them, there was something a little wrong.

Telling stories, talking about cause and effect, crying bitterly and recalling the bitterness and remembering the sweetness are all the same as meeting again after a long separation.

But after the warm family reunion, there were some conversations that decided the fate of the galaxy. Padmé told Leia about the connection between the Old Republic and the current Rebels, and also played the war images from the D2 storage, as well as those The ugly faces of the representatives.

The mother and daughter had a small dispute, but Leia's eloquence was much worse than Padmé's, and Aphra's sarcastic remarks from time to time made the princess's mentality explode and she was speechless.

Padmé asked Leia to think for herself. The members of the Organa Resistance who followed Leia had nothing. In the future, when those nobles take power, except for her and a few people, I am afraid everyone will become slaves.

We have no means of production, no means of living, and are not even good at fighting. What else can we do in peacetime? They can't even compete with robots to work in factories, so they are left to be slaves and do jobs that even robots don't want to do.

Is it possible that everyone’s struggle today is just to be exploited in the future?

Padmé grasps this argument well, slightly exaggerating the ruthlessness of some of the old representatives.

Then she saw Leia frowning and thinking, and she stated that Naboo was willing to accept those Organa rebels who had lost their home planet. As long as they quit the Rebel Alliance now, Naboo could give them houses, fields and jobs, just like they had to leave. The Rebel Alliance's 'Anti-Separatist Alliance' enjoys the same treatment.

The Rebel Alliance for the Restoration of the Republic? Regardless of whether it is a different alliance, after all, there is now a new choice, a 'human empire' that can help Naboo develop and become more powerful, spanning the death knell of several universe concepts.