On the streets of New York City on Planet Arvo, the two Jedi Knights left the Delaz Mining Company and did not go directly to the government, but wandered the commercial streets.

The streets in the middle of the night were very lively, and the young people didn't seem to be used to the atmosphere here, but the old man looked here and there, his wrinkled face was full of curiosity.

"Master Arbat, don't you think it's... a bit noisy here?"

"No... Dooku, you should learn to appreciate it." The wrinkles at the corners of the old man's eyes slowly stretched out, and he spoke lightly, as if he had smoked too much, but when he opened his eyes, the light inside was very clear: " The Force needs a peaceful mind, well, don't throw away some of your restraint when you get here, you see, how friendly they look at us."

"...It seems to be looking at street performers in fancy clothes." The young Dooku groaned with a serious expression, apparently his experience on this planet made him not as calm as he appeared to be: "Master, there is something wrong with this planet. "

"I said you shouldn't be so sensitive. I heard that your father is the leader of a planet? You don't want to get sick of the so-called leader." When I came over, I saw the old man jumped up, a finger circled in the air, and threw it back into the artist's hands amid the cheers of the crowd, causing another round of applause: "You don't like to be with me, a bad old man? This can't be helped boy, your teacher doesn't have time, your boss is short and ugly, odd-looking, and green-skinned, coming to this planet, uh~ will scare people and hinder the progress of work, unless the samurai The regiment intends to make people here think that alien monsters have invaded."

Short, ugly, odd-looking, or green-skinned?

Hearing the human old man's slander against Master Yoda, the future Jedi master, the master of Qui-Gon Jin, the master of Obi-Wan, and the future Jedi apprentice Dookudun with the title of earl felt a little annoyed .

He misses Yoda a little at the moment. Dooku's master, Sam Sirrulian, is a historian who travels all year round and doesn't have time to accompany him on tasks. In comparison, Master Yoda is more like Dooku's teacher. .

In all fairness, Dooku didn't like Yoda, and they didn't get along very well during the teaching process, but the Master Arbat in front of him was a little too unreliable. In comparison, Master Yoda seemed to be more capable.

It's not easy for Dooku to get angry with this old man. This master Arbat looks only in his early 40s, but his actual age is nearly 250 years old, even among humans whose lifespan has been greatly increased after countless generations of technological optimization. Also extremely rare.

Master Yarbat is in a semi-retired state. He is highly respected and respected even by Master Yoda. As a senior Jedi, Yarbart is famous for his outspokenness. Dooku Hearing that Master Yoda was slandered like this, he was a little unhappy, his face turned blue.

"Look, you're angry again, little Dooku, pay attention to your temper. Yoda won't be angry if he hears it, so why are you angry?" The old man sighed: "Yoda is because of this, I am strict with you, anger is the fastest way to rush into the darkness."

"Thank you for your teaching, Master Arbat." Dooku was stunned for a moment and looked calm. Jedi knights have strict disciplines, which are similar to monks and priests in some worldviews. It is strictly forbidden to have too great emotional waves. As a Jedi Apprentice, Dooku is well aware that his character is flawed.

But it wasn't a happy memory, and he was in a bad mood when he remembered Yoda's harsh criticism and unpleasant apprenticeship history a few years earlier.

"By the way, little Dooku, you said just now that there is a problem with this planet? Where do you think there is a problem?" Yarbat asked suddenly.

Dooku was stunned again, a little unable to keep up with Arbat's train of thought. He just asked this question and was scolded by the old man, and now this question has come back again.

He thought for a while, but still replied: "That guy lied, obviously lied, this kind of untrained ordinary person can't deceive our feelings at all, Master, you should feel that there is darkness in him."

"Yeah, so what?" Arbat smiled, and Dooku was stunned: "So what? ... We ..."

"We should show the courage of the Jedi knight to fight the darkness, catch him, control him with the force, force him to tell the truth, and then reveal his true face to the planet, right?" Yarbat smiled calmly, looking at Go up and disagree: "You don't imagine it, and then what?"

"Then?" Dooku was stunned, shouldn't that be the classic scene of justice defeating evil?

"Then we'll be deported by the planet's government as criminals, and then they'll decide that the Galactic Republic is interfering in their power and internal affairs, leading to war with no casualties—one of the worst outcomes." Erbat said lightly.

"How could this be?" Dooku was stunned: "This... what we insist on..."

"Justice?" Arbat squinted and greeted Dooku into a bar and sat down: "It takes a method to uphold justice in the dark, child."

He greeted aiter and ordered two glasses of soda: "You only focus on the problems you see at a glance, but I see more than you, you see that the capitalist who controls 70% of the planet's mining is lying, I saw the darkness on him, and I also saw that he wanted to kill us. If you were more keen, you could see that the building was full of traces of Darth Vader activity;

But boy, these are all appearances. Master Yarbat put down the cup, and his tone seemed to become erratic after the aftertaste: "Do you think the problem of this planet is only that someone is illegally creating the Force? - You don't see the real problem with this planet. "

"Please teach me." Dooku looked at Arbat respectfully.

"Look there!" Arbat did not rush into a long speech, but pointed to the square in that direction, where a speaker delivered a deafening speech in front of a large crowd:

"Ladies! Gentlemen, today, the dictatorial ruling party once again passed a proposal to increase taxes and extend working hours! This is a contempt for human rights! We must not ignore this unreasonable ruling party. Acts, human beings shed blood and tears, struggled for hundreds of years before begging for civilization and freedom, they actually want to reverse the history? No! We absolutely disagree! We have to fight! Anyone who agrees with this proposal must go Die! We are the masters of the government! We cannot stand by and watch them deprive us of our interests and freedoms! This is a naked dictatorship! Today..."

"...Dooku, do you think...that makes sense?" Arbat asked softly.

"Mob politics." Dooku frowned, and did not hesitate to define: "According to our preliminary investigation, the country's tax revenue and the country's average working hours are indeed low, which has affected the country's economy. This decree is reasonable. If the rule of the government is rational, it should be insisted on, and the elites of the society can understand it.”

"The social elite?" Yarbat smiled. "Look at the people around him, children, look at their clothes and dress, where do you think they are in the economic class of this country?"

"They..." Dooku carefully observed most of the people in the assembly, and his eyes widened suddenly: "They are all rich and highly skilled workers! They are the backbone of society. They should not be idlers. Rational mob—"

Dooku was mute as he spoke.

"Look, the backbone of this country is no longer willing to contribute more to the collective." Yarbat chuckled: "Child, look at the time on this planet again."

"Two-thirds of midnight." Dooku looked at the timer, his tone a little dry.

"This street is still so lively," said Arbat.

"They don't care about their work, the social order is already in chaos." The lewd breath drifted into Dooku's nostrils from all over the street, and he finally realized what Arbat had to say: "Master, the civilization of this planet... destroyed."

"You finally found out, it's not too slow." Yarbat took a breath and looked at Dooku, who exuded a lewd aura: "Child, all planetary civilizations are at the second level, that is, planetary system-level civilizations, their The situation is the most dangerous, Sam is a historian, did he tell you the truth?"

"Yes, Master." Dooku respectfully said: "The development of civilization to the stage of breaking away from the parent star means that they have no competitors on the planet. When the consciousness of civilization reaches this state, the intensity of internal competition will be greatly reduced. , before the arrival of the new technological impact, the biggest problem they face is the collective corruption caused by the lack of awareness of competition. The greater danger is that if this type of civilization encounters an aggressive external civilization at this stage, it is likely to be caused by They were conquered and enslaved due to insufficient technological strength. Therefore, the Republic will accept and protect such civilizations.”

"Although the republic has his reasons for formulating this policy, I always feel that this policy has a taste of nurturing. Children, civilization is not so fragile." Yarbat said: "Progressive civilization will have a good spirit and atmosphere. , hard-working, intelligent and vigilant, although there will be internal collective corruption due to the stagnation of civilization and prolonged peace, but a healthy civilization will have enough positive spirit to resist him, a civilization without this ability, uh~ Maybe this argument is a bit cold Ruthless, but... From the perspective of historical laws, they should be eliminated, and becoming vassals of advanced civilizations is also a natural result."

"Every theory has his reasons. But we should uphold justice." Dooku frowned.

"Yes, justice." Yarbat nodded: "Continue to talk about the problems of this planet - their civilization consciousness has been corrupted. In the past five years, riots and civil wars have erupted continuously, and the people's fanatical pursuit of freedom and personal interests, This will continue and it won't be long before most of the governments of this planet will collapse, boy, we are in the dark now, the people of this planet are not awake, and the outcome of rough justice will make You are disappointed."

Dooku was horrified: "Someone is destroying the order of civilization behind this planet?"

His heart was cold, and he realized where Arbat's cautiousness came from. This method was truly extremely evil. He had known the Darth Vaders who had been attacked by the Jedi Knights of all dynasties. Although Darth Vaders were generally not of high moral character, their purpose was to To rule as emperor and hegemony is generally the guardian of order, and it violates the freedom of the people.

But today he sees another kind of evil that is completely opposite, and the consequences are far more terrible than the former.

What kind of guy will be leading the way?

Must save civilization on this planet.

The future Count Dooku was a typical Jedi at this time, full of justice that made him make such a decision, and his fighting spirit was surging.

Justice is undefeated.

"Obvious. Because it wasn't like this five years ago." Arbat shrugged, stood up, and walked towards the alleyway deep in the bar: "Boy~lightnovelpub.net~ Come with me."

Dooku followed Arbat. He knew that the master must have discovered something clearly. The passage in front of him was getting narrower and narrower, and the road was getting narrower and narrower. Under the Jedi master's mental hypnosis technique, the people on the road were very suspicious of the two. The Jedi Knight turned a blind eye until the two entered a hall and saw the guy in the white robe preaching to a group of guys: "Comrades, we want to pursue the freedom of the soul, the tyrants are trying to make us stupid and subject to their Slavery and exploitation, we must fight back for our own power, the spirit is born free! Wait, who are you?"

"Excuse me." Yarbat jumped, and the blue ray sword shot out like electricity: "Seal illegal assembly."

Seeing the opponent take out a red lightsaber and start to resist, Dooku's eyes lit up. This Jedi master is really smart as a sea, and this has found a key clue.

It's just that Arbat grabbed the opponent's neck, and the result of the force hypnosis caused him to frown slightly - this guy didn't use the force to fight mentally, but he noticed a blank.

"Damn Jedi Knights, you can't find anything!" The man in white had a frantic smile on his face, shouting blood from Qikong: "Long live Lord Darth Tenabros!"

"This... Your Majesty?" Dooku turned pale as he looked at the dignified Arbat: "Master, is it really a Sith?"

Albat looked at the dead man in white, and suddenly noticed a machine in the corner of the room, his face became solemn, he touched the thing that resembled a holographic capsule for a long time, and under Dooku's gaze, he spit out a whitish one. Tone: "Dooku, contact the Jedi Temple immediately."

He looked around the room: "This is a thinking transformation technology, and the problem has become serious."

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