Chapter 2904: Righteousness

"Master, I think he meant that your PhD was revoked."
Seeing Aphra's stunned expression, her robot ‘Three Zero’ immediately took two steps forward and enthusiastically helped her translate in a low voice.
This robot was made by the black warrior himself. She has seen Darth Vader assembling him while reminiscing. The breathing of the armor breathing filter is like an eighteen-handed spaceship engine. .
Although I don't understand why, Afrah feels that the black samurai seems to have a special affection for this robot. Before installing each part, he will carefully wipe it off, as if there is sand or dust on it.
But that was an imperial standard part, cast in the Death Star's military factory, and not picked up from the garbage dump.
Besides, Afrah thinks that a senior Sith official like a black samurai would not have the habit of scavengers, right? Probably an illusion caused by the Dark Force.
However, after the robot was built, the Black Warrior strangely gave it to Afra, and said some inexplicable things.
‘After all, it’s not C-3PO... they have all given it to you. Use them well and continue to work for me. ’
Except for this ceremonial robot butler whose whole body is black and Yuanyuan has red eyes. The black warrior also gave her a dark-style "cosmic mechanic" robot named BT-D2, which is said to be the same model as Queen Amidala’s R2-D2, but it is also black in its entire body with red electronic one-eyed eyes. .
This round-headed robot can't speak, but it can help pilot any spacecraft and even conduct air combat.
Fortunately, the robot's loyalty after acknowledging the lord is unquestionable. When Afrah defected from the black warrior, the two robots still followed her, and they wandered around the galaxy together these years.
Afraid, who grew up lonely since childhood, did not treat them as tools or slaves, but treated them as friends.
"Yes, Miss Afra, as he said, because one of the antiquities you submitted when you joined was suspected of cheating, so you have entered the pending review stage again."
The robot in the counter picked up the conversation, and pushed back the mask submitted by the girl, saying it would not accept it.
"It's the doctor, Dr. Afra!" The girl tore off the leather aviator hat from her head and yelled hysterically: "It must be something wrong! I found the Symbiote of Shellfish on Bush 12 , That kind of symbiosis is one of the greatest discoveries of this century! I have contributed to the Association! I shed blood for the Association!"
She yelled and rolled on the ground, kicking her legs, as if she couldn't sell things and couldn't get up.
However, the teller robot just glanced at her pityingly, as if looking at a poor lunatic.
Afrah also knows that it is useless to splash on the robot. The procedures of these guys are very rigid, and the rules are rules. After tossing for a while like venting, she obediently took back the mask and put it in her bag to leave.
"Oops, if the association doesn't accept it, you won't be able to shoot it in other channels." When she walked to a secluded place, she hammered a fist against the wall with hatred, and then muttered with the sky spirit cover against the wall: "If there is no money, the spacecraft will have no fuel, and you will not have spare parts. We will all be trapped in this hollow sponge-like ball."
"Oh, Master, this sounds terrible. Your degree must be questioned. You must be in a bad mood now. Do you need me to play music?"
The ceremonial robot blinked with big eyes and made suggestions with electronic sounds.
Music can always invigorate human beings. For example, every time the owner hears "Empire March", it feels like an electric shock, and he will look around vigilantly to prepare for battle, as if he was afraid that the black warrior would suddenly come out of some shadow.
"No! I mean, they were right. I did cheat, but it was mixed up a few years ago. How did they know today?"
Afrah really regretted it, but it was not that she regretted her cheating in the past, but that she regretted the cheating was discovered.
"Because the person who reported you is me, a person who loves you, everyone's moral problems will turn into a nightmare someday in the future, especially things that cannot be tampered with, such as history."
A voice rang behind her, it was a middle-aged man with a big bald head, wearing a white robe with medals on his chest, with a kind smile on his face.
Even without turning her head, Afrah knew who it was. She closed her eyes speechlessly, gritted her teeth and said bitterly:
"Dad! What do you want to do?!"
"I'm leading you to the right path, my child, returning love and peace to our universe as your past behavior atonement." The man smiled and opened his arms, as if he hoped his daughter would give him a hug.
However, Afrah turned around, but didn't mean to hug at all. She just crooked her mouth and hugged her arms:
"You are like a saint. When I was ten years old, you took me to archaeology, so you left me in the Zerg lair, and ran away with the archaeological findings. If the Imperial Army hadn’t saved me, I should have changed now. Is it a fossil?"
"That was just an accident." The bald head waved his hand to tell her daughter not to care about the details: "Archaeology is also a rigorous scientific research work. Isn't it normal to forget some things while working?"
"So when I was eleven or twelve years old, I experienced similar situations several times?"
Afrah took a deep breath, and her eyes became like dead fish.
"But at the age of thirteen, he doesn't have any, isn't it?" The man recalled, as if that was the case, but his daughter had a big life and could escape from the ancient tomb every time.
The female doctor raised her face and looked to the ceiling. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to not want her expression to get out of control, trying her best to calm her emotions: "That's because I went to the Imperial Academy of Engineers when I was thirteen. Living in school and never going home again, you have no chance of killing me, my mother was forgotten and died by you..."
"Well, it turned out to be like this. I was wrong. I'm sorry... Okay, let's go to the room over there and talk. I want you to help me explore Ordu Asperto. news."
The man thought with a serious expression, as if he was reflecting on his past, but maybe his brain was rotating too fast, he soon smiled again, and walked towards his office with his daughter in his arms.
For an archaeologist, only archaeology is the most important.
"Aldu Asperto is a myth! The myth doesn't really exist, and the story can't make people full! I won't do it." Although the female doctor was walking around with her father's arms, she refused immediately.
"If you don't help me, I will submit the remaining evidence to the association to let them know that your symbiote discovered that you stole your mentor." The bald father is extremely clever, and he knows how to deal with his mangy daughter. .
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