Frost Wings

As one of the most populous races in the Milky Way, the history of human beings can no longer be tested, but what can be known is that they drifted among the stars very early, spread branches and leaves in the Milky Way, and developed human beings all over the Milky Way, forming a large number of Humans rule the planet.

Yarwo Planet is such a human planet. Like many wild human planets, they lost their past history in interstellar drifting, developed for thousands of years in the form of indigenous people, and recovered some civilization levels with difficulty.

Because it is located on the fringes of the Galactic Republic, this planet has never received any decent technical assistance, so the technology is between the first and second-level civilizations. There are some alien forces lurking here, but just as they Sneaky behavior—mostly with bad intentions.

Delaz hid among the representatives of the parliamentarians, yawned long, and pretended to listen to the resolution of the joint parliament very energetically.

"According to Article 4 of the United Constitution, as the chairman of the Yarvo Planetary Joint Council, it is judged that the Republic of Mephis violated the rules when developing the resources of the second planet, and the country has already demonstrated the performance of armed attacks on the countries concerned. Sanctions in accordance with relevant laws:  …”

"Why? We protest!"

"The protest is over, the bills will be implemented from now on, and the meeting will be dismissed."

"Against hegemonism! Down with power politics!"

This is low-tech civilization.

Delaz watched a group of politicians make a fuss; this is the case with backward civilizations, and they fought against each other for the petty profits of several planets.

But thinking about the outside world, Delaz thinks that the people here are quite normal. At least Delaz can understand the motives of these guys to go to war. Those so-called Galactic Republic members with highly developed civilizations are sometimes even more ridiculous to think about, because they are not interested in the Milky Way. The 'trust' of the alliance will voluntarily give up the planet's armament.

This civilization is not one or two, but quite a few.

Delaz can figure out the inner logic of these guys doing this. The long-term tranquility of the Galactic Republic and the strength of the Jedi Order have safeguarded the peace of the galaxy. Since the Republic's army is enough to protect their interests, why should it be big on his own planet? What about painstakingly stationed in the army?

Delaz figured out this logic, and turned to a sensitive question: What if something goes wrong with the ruling group of the Galactic Republic and they want to engage in poisonous vegetables?

This is probably the negative effect of the existence of the Republic. In principle, the law of unifying force has made many lazy civilizations lose their sense of crisis. At this time, Delaz is more appreciative of these "savage" civilizations on the edge of the galaxy.

Among these savage civilizations, what he learned from old Snook can be used relatively easily.

"Mr. Delaz, hello."

"Hello."

He passed the congressmen who passed by to say hello, left the office, and walked back to his house in the suburbs. He habitually turned on the computer, entered a line of address, and looked at the empty mailbox, his face slightly changed.

There is still no letter from the base, and this is the fourth month.

Delaz had a very deep ominous premonition in his heart.

Old Snook is a guy with a strong desire to control. He is very strict with the nails ambush in nearby civilizations. Usually, he is contacted by encrypted information once every three days. Although there are times when he goes out, the longest time out is It's only a month or two. As a senior member of the sect who has been with old Snook for a long time, Delaz knows that Snook's methods of running the sect are not very clever - conservative and adventurous outside, according to his many years of wandering around this planet. The experience of the Civilization Council, this is not an excellent development method, limited by the size and vision of the sect, Delaz thinks that the old Snook is probably at this level.

This comparison made Delaz a little discouraged. Ever since he came into contact with the sect of the old Snook, Delaz, a former business elite, deeply realized that having money and power might be useful, but it was those who really controlled the direction of the galaxy. Force guy.

Delaz once did not agree with this point. After all, this small group of Force Warriors could not be stronger than the army, so how could their influence be so high?

However, after dealing with this group of superpowers, Delaz found that his thoughts were a bit simple, and the level of the samurai was definitely not just that simple. A force of dozens of people is nothing on the battlefield, but infiltration and assassination are unmatched, which is what these big men are most afraid of.

Delaz was fortunate to have seen the live broadcast of Snook's force knights assassinating political enemies. The haunted scene made him feel hairy. This is still a small faction warrior in the edge galaxy. Delaz has heard of high-level Jedi. He couldn't even imagine that the Sith could tear the planet apart - even the old Snook was scary enough. If nothing else, mind control was a terrifying ability.

In addition, the Force can endow warriors with extraordinary intuition, which can often make them feel like a duck to water in various professional fields. For example, Sith Master Tenabros, before becoming a warrior, was a famous spaceship designer in the Galactic Alliance. It doesn't appear to be a martial artist.

With such insight, Delaz understands why the Sith Order has only two members in each generation, but it poses such a huge threat to the Galactic Federation; even a small sect as poor as Snoke can control several people on the edge of the galaxy. The economy and politics of this planet; the Sith have been operating in the Galactic Republic for thousands of years, and their power may not necessarily expand to what extent.

The Force One has the ability to easily control the world, Delaz gradually understood this, and began to hate the extremely low concentration of fibrils in his body.

When Old Snook gambled his life to rob the Sith, Delaz was not optimistic. to that strange child.

Speaking of strange children... Delaz remembered the child he sent to the base a few months ago. I wonder what happened to him?

Snook has a new training object, the old one should probably die, Delaz pouted, this is the consistent style of the dark side of the Force.

He began to feel a little glad that he didn't have the Force anymore.

Stop... Now the crux of the matter is that this old man has been missing for three months inexplicably...

Delaz had an ominous premonition. He walked into the gym next door quite restlessly and exercised regularly every day. This was the inevitable habit of an ordinary person without the Force to maintain his health. Inside, three boys were occupying three machines and exercising, talking and laughing. The youngest of the three boys was half bald, with an upside-down gourd-shaped head and a thin body showing that he was very unhealthy. He was running without expression. The plane jogged rhythmically; a white-haired boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, looking smiling, was instructing the last black-haired boy to do the bench press.

"Yeah, that's it, you see, 700 pounds is easy for you." The white-haired boy laughed.

"I can add more weight, fast! Ah! This is the magic force!" The little Yarvo boy who bench-pressed was flushed with excitement, and lifted the bar with ease - 700 pounds had already greatly exceeded this limit. The upper limit of the weight of the secondary non-professional barbell can be matched with this weight. A set of fully loaded large dumbbells are hung on both sides of the large barbell with chains - no matter how this weight is allocated, in the low-gravity environment of Alvor Growing human beings tend to have a slender physique, far exceeding the endurance of a 10-year-old child.

I must be blind.

After thinking for a second, Delaz thought that he had an illusion because he had hurt his eyes by fighting with those politicians for days.

The kid who is bench pressing 700 pounds is obviously his own son, but when did his son have this level? He obviously can't even pass the physical education class?

As for the two children, Delaz suddenly felt a chill in his heart, calmed down a little, and cold sweat kept pouring out of his head.

The door of the gym was closed, and the son inside could still be heard shouting excitedly: "Dad! I did it! I broke the world record for the bench press barbell in the 10-year-old age group! Dad! How did you go?"

Not an illusion...

With trembling fingers, Delaz pressed the door handle again, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed the door open. The inside was still the same as before~www.wuxiahere.com~ His son has already started to bench press a 950-pound barbell , Delaz's scalp was numb, and he approached the treadmill quietly, almost afraid to breathe, and reconfirmed that he was not hallucinating. This thin child who was jogging was the excellent material he provided to the base in the first half of the year.

This white-haired boy who smiled like a toad was naturally old Snook's trophy.

Delaz was covered in cold sweat, thinking of countless possibilities for a while.

Little Snook glanced at him lightly, but ignored him, but the white-haired boy sitting there handed him a bottle of soda.

"Thank you." Delaz didn't know what to say for a while, and took the soda water and said consciously.

"No thanks, it's yours."

"..."

"Dad, look! I'm close to the world record of the Yarwo people!" Delaz's son shouted: "Am I very good?"

"...Be quiet first, child, go out first..." Delaz comforted his son with cold sweat on his head, and decided to find out the situation first. He blasted away his son and carefully closed the door: "Two, where is your teacher? ?"

"Teacher?" Little Snook's voice was hoarse, a bit like a poisonous snake in the desert: "He was very old and worked hard every day. Unfortunately, he fell ill and died suddenly. The apprentices in the base felt very sorry."

grunt.

Delaz swallowed a mouthful of saliva, remembering the style of the dark side of the Force.

These two little guys won't take that old man—

"What idioms are you using, you just tell him that the two of us have already made the old man work together?" Bai He said carelessly.

Delaz's eyes widened, his legs softened, and he almost fell to the ground.

He really said it!

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