The Force is the power of all things at the beginning of the universe. The Force creates something out of nothing, and creates nothing out of something. It is the unity of being and non-being. The Force creates light and darkness, light creates all things, darkness creates existence and non-existence, and so on in a cycle, eternal and immortal!
The Force has the energy to unite the entire galaxy.
After the Force storm swept across the entire universe, this vast, immortal and powerful force was no longer mastered by a few intelligent beings, nor was it the exclusive property of geniuses.
The era of universal force has arrived.
Just as the spiritual energy on earth is reviving, the era of great cultivation has arrived.
This has nothing to do with technology, and technology cannot change it.
Although the Force can still be simply divided into the light side and the dark side, if it is further refined, the light side can be divided into life force, guardian force, elemental force, etc.
The dark side, on the other hand, is the evil and dark elements such as the Force of Corrosion and the Force of Fear.
Power should not be used to distinguish between good and evil. If used for good, it is good; if used for evil, it is evil.
But in this world of interstellar civilization, this does not seem to be the case.
Any intelligent creature that falls into the dark side of the Force will become a demon-like being.
Perhaps, this is the effect of "midi-chlorians", the origin of the Force.
Evil originates from within, and changes in the heart lead to changes in the midi-chlorians, thereby changing the properties of the power.
After all, Otokogawa cannot cultivate the Force, so these are just rough guesses.
What he practiced was sequence evolution. If we break it down, in addition to the genetic level, it should be the application of qi and soul.
Under the influence of spiritual energy, one can be reborn and thus achieve transcendence of life and soul.
In terms of fundamental power, this has nothing to do with the Force.
There is no distinction between the two forces, which is stronger or weaker.
The lowest level Jedi apprentice can see and block no more than 20 blaster beams per second with superhuman reaction speed;
The powerful Force can directly fix the energy impact in the air;
The flesh can even take a direct hit from a turbolaser and remain unharmed;
He was even able to block with his bare hands a lightsaber that was thought to be indestructible except for the Mandalorian's armor;
When the Force cultivation reaches a certain level, the Force practitioner can even have the ability to predict the future.
Qui-Gon Jinn is a Jedi Master with extremely terrifying combat power and perception, but the reason why he is not suspicious of Otokogawa is because he feels pure vitality in Otokogawa, although it is not extensive, but it is very pure. He has always believed that the Force is the embodiment of life, but he saw another form of vitality in Zoro Taiyi, who is not a Jedi Knight, a kind of vigorous vitality.
This kind of vitality cannot be manifested in the dark side of the Force.
After the Force Storm, it was not uncommon for various races and civilizations to develop strange racial abilities.
"The Force is a mysterious energy field scattered throughout the galaxy. All life forms can generate the Force. Everything in the universe is permeated with the will of the Force. Midi-chlorians are tiny life forms that coexist in the blood of living things. They are the medium that connects organic life forms to the Force."
Qui-Gon Jinn was instructing Anakin and was not specifically on guard against Xiao Yi.
Otokogawa knew that he was missing a crucial link in the practice of the Force.
Midi-chlorians!
Midi-chlorians are tiny organisms that exist in every living organism in this universe, but they are a mystery to outsiders like Xiao Yi.
If there is no way to solve the problem of midi-chlorians, then the power of the Force will not be available to him.
However, he does not need to practice the Force. The path of sequence evolution has already been opened. He just needs to follow this path. There is no need to change his ways.
Of course, mutual verification and mutual experimentation are naturally a good thing.
…
Boarding the Queen spaceship, Otogawa had been preparing for this meeting for a long time.
He had already found out information about Queen Amidala, a girl who had just turned 15.
When Xiao Yi saw Queen Amidala's resume, he no longer thought she was a 15-year-old girl.
Queen Amidala, whose real name is Padmena Berri, was born in a small mountain village. Her father Ruwei Naberri and mother Jobar Naberri were both ordinary people.
She was recognized early on as one of Naboo's best and brightest children and was given a special upbringing. She had always been interested in a career in public service and as a child she volunteered for Operation Refugee Relief, where she helped evacuate the Shaddabi Boland refugees.
At the age of eight, she joined the "Apprentice Legislative Council" and became an apprentice legislator at the age of 11.
She served as governor of Naboo's capital, Theed City, for two years, and was elected Queen of Naboo at the age of 14. She received the official title of "Queen Amidala", achieving the highest goal of her education.
Becoming an elected monarch was a natural progression for her potential and knowledge. Amidala succeeded King Veruna, who abdicated after 13 years in office when he became embroiled in an offworld political scandal.
Amidala was elected in a global electronic election that took less than four minutes.
A very legendary life.
Others became queens at the age of 14, and they rose to the throne step by step from the common people stage, not because of inheritance or noble blood.
Think about what you were doing when you were 14!
Oh, oh, oh…
There is no comparison!
For Otakawa, a Jedi master with a strong will is not easy to convince by outsiders, but a politician, even though she is a queen, can still be persuaded by reasoning with her.
Maybe you will be fooled!
Maybe they could join forces to defeat Jabba.
"I've brought the Blood God Son here!"
Xiao Yi stroked the blood-red ring on the middle finger of his left hand. If he tried his best, the bicycle could be transformed into a motorcycle. As long as he could take over Jabba's body, he would have a real foothold on this planet.
The planet Naboo is located at the edge of the galaxy and has no special strategic significance. Before the Trade Alliance launched a counterattack, its ruler, Queen Amidala, was also unknown.
It goes without saying why they chose Naboo, because this planet is easy to capture!
She was a new queen, having been crowned only a few months before the war. She was very young, but was said to be extremely gifted and well trained. She was said to be as good as any rival in political warfare, cautious yet bold, and wise beyond her years.
Otoshigawa has seen a holographic image of Queen Amidala.
The queen prefers fine clothes and heavy makeup. She uses clothes and makeup to cover up her true appearance, adding a sense of luxury and beauty to herself.
Legend has it that she is a multifaceted person who faces the world under disguise, with only a group of maids accompanying her and inseparable from her.
The agreed time is approaching.
"She is indeed a punctual woman. She doesn't waste her own time, nor does she waste other people's time..."
Otoshi Ogawa was dressed in formal attire, looking more serious than ever.
The Queen arrived accompanied by several maids of honor.
Young, beautiful and noble.
There was a deep red decoration in the middle of her lower lip, and the gold headdress set off her powdered white cheeks, giving her face an expression of superiority and majesty.
Surrounding her were five maids, all wearing crimson cloaks and hoods.
She looked at Otoshigawa calmly, as if she wanted to see through his yellow face and see into his heart.
"I heard from Master Qui-Gon that you are a wise man, Master Taiyi, can you help me solve this puzzle?"
Otokogawa got straight to the point and said in a quick and hasty manner: "You should be aware of the complex relationships between Naboo, the Trade Alliance, and the Galactic Parliament. It seems difficult for you to seek political assistance."
"The Republic has been restricting the Trade Alliance. The crisis on Naboo is only temporary. As long as the Galactic Senate mediates, it will be difficult for the Trade Alliance to resist the pressure from the Republic."
"Queen, you won't believe what I'm saying. If the Republic was still the same as before, this war wouldn't have happened. The Trade Federation is not an interstellar bandit organization. They are on Coruscant and have influenced the Galactic Senate. The Trade Federation only needs to use a little political skill to bring your request to a standstill."
Hearing Otokogawa's words, she appeared calm and composed, with an expression of detachment, as if everything happening at the moment had nothing to do with her and did not affect her in the slightest.
She was dressed in black, with her face painted white, in stark contrast to the black feather headdress that framed her face. A gold chain hung across her regal forehead, forming a V-shape, and a deep red decoration on her lower lip was a mark of beauty.
A politician will never show his inner thoughts on his face.
"Perhaps you are right, but we have no choice. If we don't go to Coruscant, we can only wander in the sea of stars. The trillions of people on Naboo are waiting for us..."
"The destiny is in our own hands. Only the weak will place their hopes on others. For a nation, a planet, or a country to maintain long-term stability and achieve true justice, a strong army is indispensable. Moreover, this army must be in the hands of truly just people. Unfortunately, the Republic is now in decline and corrupt. Even though the Jedi Knights are still working hard for the stability of the galaxy, it is a pity..."
Otokogawa shook his head, looked at the queen, and said, "I think Master Qui-Gon should have told you that Jabba the Hutt is on this desolate planet..."
"I heard you were working for Jabba, what does he need you to build for him?"
Amidala sat motionless, her brown eyes fixed on him, as if she could see through all his secrets, as if he was transparent.
"I'm researching the super-electromagnetic orbital star destroyer..."
The queen narrowed her eyes and asked in a deep voice, "What does he want to do? Start an interstellar war?"
"No, with this amount of force, we can't even protect ourselves... Even an interstellar bandit knows how to build his own armed forces, Queen, can't you figure it out? Without strength, we will be eliminated in this galaxy that is about to be in chaos. The Galactic Republic has already fallen. If we don't want to become history, we can only save ourselves..."
"You want us to work with Jabba? That's impossible."
"Why do you think so?" Xiao Yi was slightly stunned. Why was this the queen's first reaction? Is there some information that I don't know
"You can come with us. With Master Qui-Gon here, Jabba can't keep us."
"Where can you escape to? It's just like going from one cage to the next. Your fate is in your own hands. Chaos is coming, and all weak races will eventually disappear in history. The Force Storm is the horn that marks the beginning of this competition..."
"???"
"Do you know anything about Jabba and the Hutts?"
"Hutts? I did get some important information. All the Hutts in the Republic have united. They have restored Hutt space and established the Great Hutt Council. Jabba is no longer just Jabba. You should know that the Hutts are extremely united. If you offend Jabba, you may offend the entire Hutt people... And the Hutts are a big force that we cannot afford to offend right now... So, Master, please make sure to repair the hyperdrive as soon as possible!"
"Yeah, I understand!"
The smile on Xiao Yi's face became more and more intense. He originally thought he was just an interstellar pirate, but he didn't expect him to be a big shot.
"I have repaired the hyperdrive. You can leave tomorrow at the latest. I hope you can save Naboo, and I hope we can meet again..."
…
Jabba the Hutt's palace.
The nursery guards filed out, and Jabba piloted his repulsor lift onto the palatial dais, where he would recline and receive his visitor, the captain of a Berizzi trading fleet.
He glanced about the hall, and was satisfied to see his entertainers, his bodyguards, and various servants and slaves, all surrounding his throne in a suitably impressive array, which was enough to draw the attention of the Berizian and make him realize clearly the power of the Hutt Lord with whom he was dealing.
"Bring him in!" Jabba said.
He put on a "sit facing south" posture: "I don't have all day."
In fact, he was in no hurry.
He might live a thousand years.
With such a long lifespan, no Hutt would treat his or her life with urgency.
Jabba had gained several lifetimes of experience, contacts, and knowledge, and he defeated these short-lived races from the beginning.
The captain of the Belizean trading fleet walked in, bowed his head respectfully, and then bowed.
"Lord Jabba..." he said in passable Hutt, "It is very kind of you to see me."
"Yes, that's right. How much can you offer?" Jabba took a long, gurgling drag from his foam pipe. "I don't do small business."
How could they possibly understand this long-term game
The Berlitz merchant was a cunning operator, but Jabba had been in the business for generations.
"grown ups!"
As he spoke, his eyes flickered, as if he was trying not to look at the Twi'lek dancers adorning the throne.
"I can exchange it for a quarter of our total trade volume."
"Half." Jabba checked the ivory clock again. "I could have asked for more. With the war on, this is a lucrative business, but being a father for the first time makes me emotionally fragile."
"OK!"
Jabba waved him off and resumed puffing on his pipe.
Sometimes it's just too easy.
sometimes…
Every day feels like the day before, year after year, century after century.
He was looking for new things to kill time, not entirely for excitement; he had seen too much in his life, so much that he didn't think there was anything thrilling to be found; he just wanted something fun.
The musicians temporarily provided this feeling.
Jabba was mesmerized by the chords.
"Well, I heard that there is a mechanic on Tatooine who is building a super-electromagnetic orbital star destroyer for me. What a smart guy... I think I should find some time to meet him... My relatives all have big factories and laboratories, so I should build one too..."
"Hey, Chairman of the Great Hutt Council, this title suits me very well!"