1008: Unreasonable:

This time Adu carefully chose a soft voice. He didn't want to anger Luke, but the information on his computer was so important that he had to report it.

"Yes, Adu, I know that the Dagoba galaxy is not found on any of our aerial maps. But don't worry. It's there."

Another series of anxious beeps.

"I'm very sure," said the young man, trying to dispel his machine partner's doubts, "believe me."

Whether Aduxiang believed in the human sitting in front of the x-wing console or not, he had to let out a tame sigh. For a moment he calmed down completely, as if thinking about something, and then he shouted again.

"What's the matter, Adu?"

This time Adu's question was raised in a more careful manner. He really didn't want to offend this young man who had entrusted himself to him. But is it possible, the robot speculated that the human mind was slight malfunctioning? After all, he had been lying in the snow of Hoth for so long, or was another possibility Adu estimated that the Wapa ice creature attacked him, which was more serious than what the Tu-Wanbei diagnosed?

"No," Luke replied, "the head doesn't hurt at all. I feel good. Why?"

Adu's screams not only did not answer this question, but instead raised another question.

"No dizziness, no sleepiness. Even the scar is gone."

The next question-filled scream increased a little.

"No, it's okay, Adu. I'd rather operate it by hand for a while."

Then, the last cry of the thrift robot sounded like a defeated, whimpering cry to Luke. He was confused by the robot's excessive concern for his health. "Believe me, Adu." Luke said with a gentle smile, "I know where I'm going and I'll get us there safely. Not far away."

Han Solo is now beginning to despair. The Falcon still cannot escape the pursuit of those four belt fighters or the giant planet destroyer.

He rushed to the bottom of the spacecraft and began to frantically repair the failed superspeed thruster elements. But when the Falcon shocked violently with each laser cannon, it was almost impossible to complete the necessary and fine repairs.

Han Xiangchi's co-pilot issued a loud inspection command. "Horizontal booster."

The ape screamed. In his opinion, this part was very good.

“Allomagnetic shock absorber.”

Another roar. This part is in the right place.

"Joe, give me the wrench."

Chobaka rushed over with the tool. Han grabbed the wrench and looked at his loyal ape friend.

"I don't know how we can escape this level." He confessed to the apes.

At this moment, an echoing heavy blow came from the side of the "Falcon", and the spacecraft immediately bumped and rotated violently.

Chobaka yelled anxiously.

Han tried hard to hold himself up, and the wrench fell out. When he regained his balance, he shouted to Chobaka: "This is not a laser lightning! Something hit us!"

"Han...Han...Han" Princess Lea shouted to him from the cockpit, "Come here!"

Han shot out of the bottom cabin like a bullet. When he and Chobaka returned to the cabin, they were shocked at what they saw outside the porthole.

"Asteroid!"

In the entire space where they were able to see, huge rocks were floating outside and rushing towards them. As if those damn empires were not troublesome enough to pursue the spacecraft!

Han immediately returned to his pilot's seat and started operating the Falcon's controller again. His co-pilot also returned to his seat, when a huge asteroid swept across the bow.

Han knew he had to keep calm as much as possible; otherwise they would not live for a few seconds. "Joe," he ordered, "adjust to two-seven-one."

Lea almost couldn't breathe. She knew what Han's order meant and was surprised by such a reckless plan. "Don't you want to rush in?" she asked, hoping that she had misunderstood his order.

"Don't worry. They dare not walk through this planetary field with us!" he said excitedly.

"If I could remind you, sir," Snapier began to talk too much again, trying to make a rational and authoritative look, "the possibility of successfully passing through a planetary field is about 2467 to 1."

It seemed that no one was listening to him.

Princess Lea glared at Han. "You don't need to impress me in this way." Just as she spoke, another small walker hit the shell of the "Falcon".

Han was proud and deliberately ignored her. "Hold on, baby." He grabbed the "Falcon" joystick even tighter.

Lea sighed, stop arguing with the ground, but tied herself tighter with a seat belt in her seat.

Spinel, who was still calculating, quickly turned off his simulated human voice as the ape turned his head and roared at him.

Han's spirit was all focused on his plan. He knew it would succeed; it had to succeed-they had no other choice. Now he was flying more by feeling than by instruments, and when he glanced quickly at the scanning screen, he saw that the belt fighter and the Revenge did not give up on pursuit. It would be an imperial funeral, he thought, at this time, he was driving the Falcon through this ruthless planet hail rain.

He smiled at another screen, and a flame was showing on the screen: a belt fighter crashed into an asteroid. There would be no survivors in this fighter, he thought.

These belt fighter pilots chasing the Falcon are the best in the Empire, but they still cannot compare with Han Solo. They are either not good enough or not crazy enough. Only a madman will make his ship jump into this suicide-like route that passes through the starfield. But whether crazy or not, these pilots have no other choice than to continue their pursuit. There is no doubt that for them, destruction is much better in the impact of these planets than reporting failure to their dark monarchs.

The largest Imperial planet Destroyer was majestic out of the orbit of Hoth, flanked by two other planet Destroyers, and surrounded by a smaller escort fighter. Among the Destroyer in the center, Commander Peter was standing outside Darth Vader's private thinking room. The upper jaw of the cottage slowly spread until Peter could see the man in a black robe standing in the shadow. "The Monarch," he said in awe.

"Come in, commander."

Peter entered the dark room of lights and walked towards the dark monarch of Thurs. His master only showed a silhouette, so Peter could only see the outline of a robotic arm, which was taking a snorkel from Vader's head. He shuddered, realizing that he might be the first person to see his master not wearing a mask.

The scene was terrifying. Vader, with his back to Peter, was wearing a black outfit; but on the black neckband that was bolted, his light head was shining with a glimmer. The commander tried hard to turn his gaze away, but his sickly curiosity forced him to continue staring at the skull-like light head. On its pale skin as corpse, thick scars were twisted everywhere, like a maze. For a moment, Peter felt strongly that seeing something that others had not seen before might have a heavy price. At this moment, the robot arm picked up the black helmet and gently placed it on the head of the Dark Monarch.

After putting on his helmet, Vader turned to look at Peter.

"Our pursuit ship has set its sights on the 'Millennium Falcon', the monarch. It has entered a planetary field."

"The Planetary Field has nothing to do with me, Commander." Vader slowly clenched his fist, "I want that ship, not an excuse. How long will it take for you to catch Skywalker and the Millennium Falcon?"

"Soon, Vida," the commander shivered in horror.

"Yes, Commander..." Darth Vader said slowly, "...soon."

Two huge asteroids rushed towards the "Dannian Falcon". The spacecraft made a bold tilt flight, bypassing the two asteroids, but almost hit the other one.

As the Falcons quickly shuttled through the planetary field, three Imperial Belt fighters were also chasing closely behind, constantly circling around to avoid these dense rocks; suddenly, one of them was fatally brushed by a bumpy rock, desperately losing control, and spinning in the other direction. The remaining two continued to chase. The Revenge followed them, constantly blowing away the asteroids that rushed over in its route with laser cannons.

Han Solo looked at the spacecraft chasing behind him through his porthole, and suddenly turned his spacecraft around, passing under an oncoming asteroid, and then returning to a stable position. But the "Millennium Falcon" was still not out of danger. Other asteroids continued to rush forward. One of the small rocks bounced off the outer shell of the spacecraft and made an echoing clanging sound, which made Chobaka scream in fear, and also made Snapier quickly cover his visual sensor with a metal hand.

Han looked at Lea. She was staring at the large group of stones in front with a stone-like face, as if she was hoping that she was thousands of miles away now.

"Hey," he said, "you said you wish you were right next to me when I made a mistake."

She didn't look at him either. "I'll take back that sentence."

"The planet Destroyer is slowing down." Han looked at the computer's readings and declared.

"Very good," she replied briefly.

There are still dense, stormy asteroids around the cockpit. “If we stay here for a little longer,” he said, “we will be crushed.”

"I object to that," Lea said dryly.

"We have to escape from this thunderstorm."

“This is reasonable.”

"I'm going to slowly get closer to a bigger planet."

This is unreasonable.

On April 30, the eighth year of the Holy King, at night, Suhezhai.

Yi Xiaoran dressed in white as a servant, was led into the house by her mother. The graceful and enchanting woman was dressing in the inner room, and two little girls were serving her. Yi Xiaoran only saw a faint back.

"From today on, you will be Akui's servant boy. There are many people who want to be Akui's servant boy. If you get this opportunity, you must be careful." Mom turned around and went out.

"Xiao Shuang'er, you are his senior sister, go and teach him the rules." Tian Nu Kui said lazily.

A girl in white turned around and came out, took a small bamboo whip from the side, and looked at Yi Xiaoran: "Let's go down."

"Let's go down?" Yi Xiaoran raised her eyebrows, "You tell me to lie down?"

The girl named Xiao Shuang'er had a round face, long eyelashes, and crystal clear skin that could pinch it out of water. It was the kind that people would like to see her, but she didn't expect that she was so unreasonable. She picked up the bamboo whip and shone it on Yi Xiaoran's head. Yi Xiaoran didn't want to worry too much about such a girl, and her hands blocked her head and tried hard to remove the blow.

The bamboo whipped him, but it was Rouru and had no strength at all, and it didn't hurt at all. Xiao Shuang'er just beat him down without any shame, and Yi Xiaoran had to reach out to cover her head.

"Xiao Ju'er, you go and help me, I'll get my hair done by myself." said the girl Kui in the house.

Another girl also ran out excitedly, holding a small bamboo whip, and with Xiao Shuang'er, he surrounded Yi Xiaoran in the corner and knocked him. Yi Xiaoran was annoyed by the beating. His shoulders suddenly shook and pushed the two girls out. Just as he was about to have an attack, a person jumped out from beside him and hugged his waist. This person was obviously different from Xiao Shuang'er and Xiao Ju'er. He was very strong, and Yi Xiaoran did not break free from the two consecutive times.

"They are just having fun with you," the man said.

Yi Xiaoran didn't care what he said. It was much more than he expected to have such a person in the brothel. He took a deep breath and exerted force again. The two of them lost their balance together and fell to the ground. But the man still hugged Yi Xiaoran tightly, and Yi Xiaoran had no way to struggle.

"Oh, it's not good to teach a newcomer." Aoi in the inner room complained, got up and walked out.

This was the first time Yi Xiaoran saw her women's clothing. It was a white robe embroidered with peach blossoms and clouds. The first thing she saw was her naked feet, stepping on a slightly cool mat, walking towards him. Yi Xiaoran lost the basis for judging this person because she was not wearing shoes. But it was the best pair of feet Yi Xiaoran had ever seen in her life. He really felt that the owner of such a pair of feet probably didn't need shoes, and was as light as if he was stepping on the clouds. Yi Xiaoran suddenly felt a little confused.

Yi Xiaoran gritted her teeth and became alert. He thought this was the charm of the slutty women in the brothel, and it really made people unable to concentrate.

The celestial girl Kui squatted down in front of Yi Xiaoran. Without makeup, the corners of her eyes disappeared without a seductive redness. She had a clean face, her pupils were big and black. When she looked at him up and down, she seemed a little curious. Yi Xiaoran did not expect that a courtesan would be like this when she was without makeup.

The celestial girl Kui reached out and slapped Yi Xiaoran's forehead: "Xiao Tie, Xiao Shuang'er, Xiao Ju'er, you all go out first, I'll clean up this new one."

"Sister Kui... are you okay?" The boy who hugged Yi Xiaoran stood up and said. Yi Xiaoran could recognize him. He was the waiter who was carrying a sword on his back while parading that day, with an honest look on his face.

"No problem, you guys go out first." said Aoi Tian.

The maid and the boy both stepped back. Yi Xiaoran sat up and tidyed her collar, leaned against the wall, opened her legs unscrupulously, and looked at Tiannu Kui. Tiannu Kui also looked at him fiercely, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the small bamboo whip used by the maid just now, and hit Yi Xiaoran's legs hard. Her hand strength was different from those little girls, and she really tried hard again, which made Yi Xiaoran shiver.

"What are you doing?" he stared.

"The boy here is not as vulgar as you!" The celestial girl Aoi's eyes were facing him, and she was not inclined to him.
To be continued...