Chapter 2905 (1/2)
”Master, I think what he means is that your doctorate has been revoked.”
Seeing afra's confused expression, her robot ”30” immediately stepped forward two steps and helped her translate enthusiastically in a low voice.
This robot was made by the Black Warrior herself. She once saw Darth Vader assembling him more than once, as if remembering something. The breathing sound of the armor breathing filter was like an 18 handed spaceship engine panting.
Although she didn't understand why, she felt that the Black Warrior had special feelings for the robot. Before installing each part, he would carefully wipe it clean, just like there was sand or dust on it.
But it's imperial parts, cast in the death star's military factory, not picked up from the garbage.
What's more, afra thinks that a high-ranking Sith official like the Black Knight will never have the habit of scavenger, will he? It's probably the illusion of the dark force.
But after the robot was made, the Black Warrior gave it to afra strangely and said some strange words.
”After all, it's not C-3PO... They gave it to you. Make good use of them and continue to work for me.”
In addition to this etiquette robot housekeeper with black body and red eyes. The black Samurai also gave her a ”space mechanic” robot of the same dark style, named bt-d2. It's said that it's the same style as Queen Amidala's R2-D2, but it's all black with red electronic one eye.
This round headed robot can't speak, but it can help to fly any spaceship and even fight in the air.
Fortunately, there is no doubt about the robot's loyalty after the recognition of the Lord. When afra defected from the Black Warrior, the two robots still followed her and wandered around the galaxy together over the years.
Growing up lonely, she did not treat them as tools or slaves, but as friends.
”Yes, Miss afra, as he said, because one of the antiquities you submitted when you joined the club was suspected of cheating, you entered the stage of pending examination again.”
The robot in the counter answers and pushes back the mask submitted by the girl, saying it won't accept it.
”It's the doctor, Dr. afra!” The girl tore off the leather pilot's cap on her head and yelled hysterically: ”there must be something wrong! I found the Scutellaria symbiosis on Bush 12, which is one of the greatest discoveries of this century! I have made contributions to the association! I'm bleeding for the association
As she cried, she rolled on the ground and kicked her legs, as if she couldn't get up if she couldn't sell something.
However, the robot just gave her a pitiful look, as if it were looking at a poor lunatic.
Afra also knows that it's useless to splash on robots. These guys' programs are very rigid. Rules are rules. After a while of venting, she took back the mask and put it in her bag to leave.
”It's too bad. If the association doesn't accept it, it can't be sold in other channels.” When she got to a secluded and deserted place, she hammered her fist on the wall with hatred. Then she put the Tianling cover against the wall and muttered, ”if there is no money, the spaceship will have no fuel, and you will have no spare parts. We will all be trapped in this sponge like hollow ball.”
”Oh, master, it sounds terrible. Your degree must be questioned. You must be in a bad mood now. Do you want me to play music?”
The big eyes of etiquette robot flicker, and suggestions are put forward with electronic sound.