Administrator Tarkin stared at the screen, his face grim.

"So, this isn't a joke? Are you sure?"

"I am quite sure, sir."

The soldier at the operating table answered quickly.

"They hacked into our system. They claimed to be a force from another galaxy and wanted to meet with us through normal diplomatic relations... We retrieved their code, and I can confirm that it is indeed a completely different part from our system. We can't even crack their encryption system."

“…”

Hearing his subordinate's answer, Tarkin put his hands behind his back, a thoughtful expression appeared on his thin face, then he turned his head and looked at a man next to him who was wearing black armor and a black cloak.

"Ved, what do you think?"

“Hu…he…”

Hearing Tarkin's question, the man in black armor took a few breaths and then spoke in a low voice.

“I can feel a strong force.”

"strength?"

"Yes, it's like fire, like the power of a storm. This kind of power... is unheard of."

"Are you sure they're not Jedi?"

"No, the Jedi Order cannot possess such power."

"All right."

Hearing this, Administrator Tarkin thought for a moment and nodded.

"Then I'll ask you to welcome our guests... Well, guests from another galaxy, which is really rare. I wonder what they are going to do here?"

"Report to the commander, abnormal spatial fluctuations appeared on the radar!"

However, before Administrator Tarkin finished his words, suddenly, a golden light flashed before his eyes, and the next moment, three gorgeous warships in pure white and gold suddenly jumped out from the infinite void and hovered quietly in front of them.

“It seems that it is a little different.”

Tarkin narrowed his eyes as he looked at the battleship in front of him. He was also an administrator of the Galactic Empire, so he was naturally quite capable. Just from the appearance of the battleship, Tarkin could tell that it was definitely not a battleship built with the technical level of the Galactic Empire. In fact, it was not just Tarkin, all the imperial soldiers who saw this scene were surprised.

If the warships of the Galactic Empire were mainly majestic and stable, then the warships in front of them were obviously noble and elegant. This was not simply the result of a sudden transformation by some crazy rich man. It was obviously the product of a technological route that was completely different from theirs.

At this moment, the screen suddenly flashed, and then the soldier's voice sounded again.

"Received a transmission signal from the enemy warship."

"Open."

"yes."

Soon, the screen flashed, and then everyone saw a young man with black hair, black eyes, and wearing a black windbreaker appear in front of them.

"Hello, everyone from the Galactic Empire."

The man spoke softly, and his voice seemed to possess some mysterious magic, so that just hearing his voice made people involuntarily feel a special sense of fear.

"I'm very sorry for trying to get in touch this way. I just want to make it clear that we have no ill intentions. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Fang Zheng, and I'm from Tiandao Palace. Coming to your star system this time... well, it was just an accident. To be honest, we didn't expect that there would be such a stable civilization in this star system. That's why we came here specially to visit."

Frankly speaking, these words didn't sound very pleasant, and even had a condescending tone. However, no one seemed to think there was anything wrong with them, and Administrator Tarkin, who was in the lead, straightened his clothes before looking at the screen.

"Hello, Mr. Fang Zheng. I am Wilhuff Tarkin, the Senior Governor of the Galactic Empire. On behalf of the great Galactic Emperor Palpatine, I welcome you all."

Having said this, Administrator Tarkin was silent for a moment.

"If possible, how about inviting everyone to our fortress for a chat?"

"Of course, it's a great pleasure."

Soon, the call was interrupted, and then everyone saw a small shuttle flying out of the leading battleship and slowly flying towards the fortress. Administrator Tarkin also waved his hand, and soon, the originally closed fortress hatch slowly opened, sucking the shuttle in.

“I always felt a little bit like I was behind enemy lines.”

Sitting in the chair and looking at the scene outside the window, Xiao Hei rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Look, doesn't this look like the scene in a movie where the protagonist goes behind enemy lines?"

"Calm down, calm down. We have no hatred against the Galactic Empire. Don't come here to cause trouble."

Fang Zheng patted Xiao Hei's head, slapping back the little guy's idea of ​​looking for trouble. This made Xiao Hei pout and snort in dissatisfaction, but he didn't say anything else.

Soon, the shuttle stopped steadily, and then the hatch opened. Fang Zheng straightened his clothes and got off the shuttle first with Eriri. Behind them, Xiao Hei, Illya and Shokuhou Misaki also hurriedly followed.

When everyone got off the shuttle, the first thing they saw was a large group of stormtroopers in white armor. They lined up in front of the shuttle, motionless and looking like robots. Soon, these stormtroopers quickly split into two columns, and then Fang Zheng saw a man in black armor striding out from the other side of the corridor.

“…”

Shouldn't there be background music at this time?! Where is the representative background music?!

Watching Darth Vader walk out without any background music, Fang Zheng felt... he was totally soulless!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng silently adjusted his personal terminal, and soon, the familiar BGM sounded in his ears.

"Ding-ding-ding! Ding-ding, ding-ding-ding!"

Hey, now it has that flavor!

Looking at Darth Vader striding towards him with the accompanying background music, Fang Zheng suddenly felt refreshed, and the discomfort just now disappeared instantly.

"Hello, guest from afar."

Darth Vader certainly didn't know that Fang Zheng was still listening to the background music. He stood in front of Fang Zheng and whispered. In fact, Darth Vader was very glad that he was wearing a mask. Ordinary people might not be able to feel it, but as a master of the dark force, Darth Vader could feel that the young man in front of him was like a huge, burning sun. Just by being close to him, Darth Vader would have the illusion that he was about to be burned by the flames and completely burned to ashes.

For the first time, Darth Vader was so grateful for his current body. If he was still human, he would probably sweat profusely and even show fear just by being close to this man. However, now he has his face blocked behind a heavy black helmet, and his lungs rely on machines to breathe, so even if Darth Vader is terrified, his voice is as low and steady as ever.

"I am Darth Vader. I am here to greet you on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor. His Majesty is very happy about your arrival. He is ready to talk to you. I am very sorry, but this is not an ideal place for a reception. If possible, the Emperor hopes that he can greet you in person on Coruscant."

"I don't mind. After all, it's us who come here to disturb you."

"plz follow me."

Darth Vader didn't dare to say anything more to Fang Zheng. He turned around, made an inviting gesture, and then walked forward. Fang Zheng and the others followed behind him. Soon, Darth Vader brought Fang Zheng and the others to a communication room. There, Fang Zheng saw an old man wearing a black cloak and with the aura of "I am the Ultimate Boss" written all over his body on the screen - Palpatine.

You really don't look decent dressed like this.

Looking at the old man in front of him who was only wearing a black robe with only half of his chin exposed, Fang Zheng really wanted to ask him to change his look.

With the way you’re dressed, if you don’t die, who will?

"Ah, I sense your presence, young king..."

On the other side of the screen, an old voice sounded slowly.

"The dark forces sense you. They fear you. The light of your burning flame tears through the deepest darkness and makes the dark forces tremble. Who are you and why are you here?"

"Hello, Mr. Palpatine."

Since the other party had spoken frankly, Fang Zheng naturally would not hide anything anymore. He nodded and then looked at the Emperor of the Galactic Empire on the screen.

"We come from another distant galaxy, and we are here not for you, but for another threat - the Chaos Tide. Have you heard of its existence?"

"Chaos...Chaos..."

The emperor's voice gradually became low, and then became passionate again.

"I know. I have foreseen those things in my dreams. No matter whether it is light or darkness, they are powerless in the face of chaos. I can feel... feel... these... ancient heritage and memories, the history before the Jedi, the past that has been forgotten..."

"In fact, we are investigating something, and I believe the Force in your galaxy is one of the clues. If possible, we hope to get the permission and assistance of the Empire. In return, we can help you solve some problems or exchange some knowledge... What do you think?"

“…”

This time, Palpatine did not answer immediately. He was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"If possible, I would like to discuss this with you in detail on Coruscant."

"Of course, then..."

"Tit—tit—!"

However, before both parties could finish their conversation, a sudden alarm sounded and the communication was interrupted.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Eriri stood up uneasily and looked around. At this moment, the hatch opened and Darth Vader walked in again.

"I'm so sorry, we had a little...small accident. Don't worry, we will fix it soon."

With these words, Darth Vader turned and left, and the room closed again.

"Are we under house arrest?"

Illya looked around uneasily and asked hesitantly, while Fang Zheng shrugged.

"No, I think they do have problems to solve."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng opened his personal terminal and quickly performed a scan. Soon, two men wearing stormtrooper armor appeared on the screen. They were holding guns and carrying a hairy monster, and were fighting with imperial soldiers in the passage.

"Come, let's watch a good show."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng changed his posture and nestled comfortably in the sofa.

The live broadcast is much better than the cinema.