It's a desolation as far as the eye can see!

Chen Ang trekked on the high hills, looking at the withered yellow of the sky from afar, there were no plants, no animals, no aliens, and even a little bit of gravel was lacking, in the Star Wars galaxy, among the tens of millions of planets suitable for survival, which one is here? Where are you?

Chen Ang didn't know the answer, he had been walking in the direction of the rising sun for a week, and the food and water he was carrying could only last for three days, and if he couldn't find a place to replenish it, he had to travel back to replenish it.

In fact, traces of life are completely impossible, Chen Ang has measured the general situation of the planet, surveyed most of the natural environment, and he found that the water molecules in the air, even with his senses, do not detect large-scale aggregation of macromolecules, which means that there is no water source exposed to the surface within hundreds of miles around.

The gravel underground, which is also dry and crunchy, penetrates hundreds of miles into the bottom, there is only magma underground, and there is no zài aquifer, judging from the surrounding rock layers, the last water erosion movement occurred millions of years ago. Chen Ang also determined that there was life on this planet.

After all, millions of years is a terrible number for human beings, but for the planet, it is just a short cycle, where there is water, there is life, and this is especially true for this kind of planet where the air is strange and suitable for ordinary human beings.

On the edge of the sky, Chen Ang saw something other than the sand dunes for the first time, a blurred light and shadow, quickly approaching here, according to Chen Ang's judgment, the speed reached hundreds of kilometers per hour, and it didn't take more than two minutes to come to him. Chen Ang silently leaned down and pressed his body to the ground, but in his heart he was unimpressed by his preparation.

Is this useful for sandstorms traveling hundreds of kilometers per hour?

The results speak for themselves.

What should a real galore look like? Is it an unstoppable pull-out? Or is it a mountain of crushing? Chen Ang only knew when the sandstorm came to him that the real wind was a kind of power to destroy a qiē, and he was ashamed of himself for letting any kind of human beings create a zào to come out.

Tiny pieces of gravel, striking objects with amazing kinetic energy, will make anyone understand why there is always only gravel and nothing else.

Because as long as they are exposed to this crazy dust, anything bigger than gravel, even an alloy on the deck of a spaceship, will be polished clean little by little, and this kind of terror that destroys and annihilates is better than any great force that Chen Ang has ever seen.

Looking at a titanium alloy dart, within a few seconds, it was polished into a handful of iron powder, Chen Ang had an urge to turn around and run away, he pressed his ability to resist, his toes were a little, and his body rose into the air. What's the only way to not get damage from passive energy?

Get moving with it!

If there is any Tatooine people here, seeing Chen Ang open his hands to meet the storm, I am afraid that they will worship him, this is the terrifying black storm of the planet Tatooine, this is their blood and tears, there is only one condition for the birth of Tatooine's civilization, there is no storm, and there is only one condition for the Tatooine people's requirements for survival, stay away from the black storm.

This has created one of the most fierce planetary civilizations in the Galactic Republic, and it has also endowed the Tatooines with a disregard for death, a love of violence, and a fearless character, and everyone knows that the Tatooines are lawless and do not even look at the Republic, and the only thing they fear is this terrible storm.

He who can conquer the Black Storm, he will conquer the Tatooine, he will conquer the Tatooine, and he will reign in the galaxy.

This is an old Tatooin proverb and a microcosm of their character. Countless Tatooines who have tried to challenge this statement have proved the dignity of Black Storm with their lives.

Chen Ang was like a leaf, gently rolled up by the wind, without a trace of resistance, the crazy speed suddenly wrapped Chen Ang over a distance of several miles, countless frictions, tearing turbulence, tearing the storm into pieces, Chen Ang's eyes, the brilliant blue light almost overflowed.

Violently shaking, desperately spinning, countless terrible bands of gravel froze, rubbing, against Chen Ang's body, Chen Ang fully mobilized every inch of muscle in his body, every wisp of strength, squeezing the internal force of the dantian, trying to resist this test. He is like the only light in the boundless darkness, guarding the light in his heart.

He was extremely awake at this time, every vector, every inch of change was under his control, barely feeling the trajectory of hundreds of millions of gravel movements, feeling every trace of change in the wind, even so, Chen Ang's physical limit was approaching step by step.

At this time, it is not only the brain power and body that are consumed, but also the will is being destroyed little by little, the test, the severe pain in the head makes him beat his spirit, he can't relax, relaxation is death, sometimes Chen Ang really feels that life is not as happy as death, in fact, as long as he relaxes, a qiē will end.

Or let go of the strings that control the power and let that force carry him out of this world.

As soon as qiē is over.

But Chen Ang didn't give up, he gritted his teeth, squeezed every bit of his potential, to adapt to this state, silently, the limit was approaching, one minute, two minutes, Chen Ang's own calculation of the limit time had passed, but he still maintained the last line of clarity, controlling his body.

In a daze, Chen Ang smelled that death was approaching, little by little, consumed his will, as long as he fainted, it would be good to faint, the ability would take you away, there would be a safe place for you to rest, such thoughts ate away at Chen Ang's will, and a little light appeared in the yellow sand.

Is it really unbearable, with my brain development process, even hallucinations come out.

Chen Ang felt that his body was light, and he was thrown to the ground from a height of hundreds of meters, and he faintly heard a burst of noisy sounds from the outside world, and a bunch of words that he didn't understand were shouting.

Chen Ang instinctively analyzed this language, and he found that he had an amazing change, not only could he remember the pronunciation, tone, tone, and volume of the language, but he could even vaguely sense the emotions and thoughts in the heart of the person who spoke, and it seemed that the emotional side of wisdom opened its arms to him.

In this case, Chen Ang only took a few breaths to learn the most common languages, and he even understood the meaning of their words, and instinctively absorbed the information in the noisy conversation.

"Black sandstorms, mineral gold, broken gold sand." It is the word that comes up the most, and people talk about the latter two greedily and eagerly, and feel a deep fear of the first one.

"Is there a man here, a wanderer?" A childish voice whispered. "Wake up, wake up sir!"

"Oops!" Chen Ang felt a thin body carrying him with difficulty, but he didn't even have the motivation to open his eyes, unless someone wanted to kill him, he could escape under the instinct of his body, or fight back, but for this child without malicious intent, he couldn't do anything.

Gradually, this wisp of consciousness also blurred, and the subconscious took over his body.

After a dark sleep, Chen Ang finally opened his eyes, and above his head was a ceiling that he absolutely didn't recognize, no, it should be a rotten shed, Chen Ang controlled his fingers, moved flexibly, then his arms, thighs, body, and finally the whole person got up and got down freely, and he couldn't see the previous dead dog appearance at all.

After Chen Ang woke up, he felt that something was wrong, as if there were countless thin rays of light around him, hanging from the sky, he pulled one of them, and felt a strange message, which seemed to be a morning news, and opened one again, it was a short message, this thousands of silk threads, it seemed to be something that ordinary people could not see.

There are electromagnetic waves, perturbation of quantum information, invisible light, and even radiation.

Chen Ang felt these never-before-seen information, and saw the fluctuation of a life in the distance, approaching him.

"You're awake!" An eight- or nine-year-old boy looked at him happily, leaned over to put down a worn part, and reached out to get a cup for him, Chen Ang took it in his hand with a smile, and thanked the boy.

"You don't have to thank me, helping each other is something that should be done in the interstellar!" The boy said proudly, his eyes full of joy.

Chen Ang felt his purity and joy, and said with a smile: "But you are also amazing to be able to do such a thing!" No one seemed to have ever praised him like this, and the boy conveyed an unusually excited feeling, and he said to Chen Ang, "You are hungry! I'll take you to get something to eat, but unfortunately I'm too poor and don't have anything good......"

The boy jumped for joy and found some money from the box, the precious money that was placed under the box, which was cherished and wrapped in a handkerchief, and Chen Ang had to stop him.

He picked up the parts that the boy had just put down, his eyes were slightly stagnant, and he saw a piece of light and shadow that matched, the parts were smelted, forged, shaped, and then worn out in the operation of the spaceship, and finally the accuracy was not right, and it lost its effect, Chen Ang quickly compared, absorbing this information.

The right hand lightly tapped on the parts a few times, and the worn-out parts suddenly made a buzzing sound, buzzing and running, and the boy watched the process intently, looking at Chen Ang in surprise.

"Look! We've got a lot of money to eat! Chen Ang held the parts and said to him with a smile.

"Really!" The boy looked at the parts in surprise, turned back to Chen Ang and said, "Are you a mechanic?" ”

Mechanic, Chen Ang looked up this term in the nearby information, it turned out to be a technician who was proficient in maintenance and machinery, thinking about his doctorate in engineering, Chen Ang nodded.

In fact, the hell knows the earth engineer, what can be counted here? Do they know how to repair spaceships?

But the boy was not suspicious at all, or the parts in his hand were indicative of a qiē. He took Chen Ang out of the door and muttered, "Sell it to my master Wotu, and we will have money for a big meal!" ”

"Master!" It seems that this is not a good place, Chen Ang looked at the excited child, and decided to let this word never have to come out of his mouth again, "What's your name?" ”

"Anakin!"

"Where's the last name?"

"Skywalker! My name is Anakin Skywalker! ”