Star Wars: Escape from the Jedi Temple Begins

Laxus is located in the outer ring of the star system, within the S-5 square of the standard galactic chart.

The capital, Laksaron, was once the seat of the Separatist Senate and the civilian capital of the Independent System Confederation during the war.

This is where MP Avi Singh is being held.

Lance studied the star map and analyzed, "This is a rescue mission, so it's not advisable to make a big fuss. We can only fly the shuttle to the planet."

"Then we need to find a place to hide the Survivor. This frigate cannot be exposed to the Empire's sight," Ahsoka added.

Lance rotated the star map, pointing to the blank area of ​​the T-5 square: "There are no planets nearby and no trade routes, making it a good hiding place."

Ahsoka strongly agrees with this.

Once the hyperspace route was set, the massive Survivor vanished from its spot.

This voyage almost vertically traversed the entire Milky Way galaxy and would take a very long time.

But the situation is completely different from the last time.

They don't have to squeeze into a cramped shuttle; everyone has plenty of space. Whether for entertainment or exercise, they can move freely.

Lance plans to transform a meditation room to refine one of his ideas.

When he first learned the Force Judgment, he discovered that the golden lightning could temper his physical body.

From then on, he planned to try to improve his strength in this way, but he was unable to find enough space to experiment, so the idea was delayed.

Currently, all the conditions are basically met.

Sufficient space ensures the golden lightning won't damage the spaceship, and Force healing ensures a rapid recovery from injuries.

"I'll test it while I'm on the road."

Lance made up his mind and felt a little impatient.

He opened the communicator: "Hunter, how's your progress?"

"This guy's stubborn; it might take a while longer," the hunter's voice rang out.

"It's alright. Bane is a legendary bounty hunter after all. It won't be easy to pry any information out of him."

Lance offered a few words of comfort, then turned to Asoka: "You stay here and take command. I'll go check on the situation over there."

......

Inside the interrogation room.

The hunters were interrogating Bane.

Bain floated above the electromagnetic cage, his limbs bound by metal shackles, his head hanging low, and a wisp of white smoke rising from his body.

Clearly, he must have just finished electrotherapy.

"Put on your helmets, I'm going to release some hallucinogens in a bit."

A sound came from the communicator.

Although the hunters did not know the reason, they did not question it at all and put on their helmets.

next moment.

A trace amount of hallucinogen entered the interrogation room through the ventilation duct.

The helmets of the Extraordinary Squad members had built-in breathing filters, so the light dose of hallucinogens had no effect on them.

But Bain was not spared.

As the hallucinogen entered his nasal cavity, he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision began to blur.

After a while.

The interrogation room door opened, and the Force had already spread throughout the room.

Lance stepped in slowly, his eyes fixed on Bane, silently activating Force hypnosis and Jedi Mind Control.

"Sir, I'm sorry to have disappointed you." The hunter greeted Lance with a guilty expression as he saw him arrive.

"That's normal. It would be strange if he easily revealed the information."

Lance patted the hunter on the shoulder and walked to the cage: "Bane, how about we make a deal? Intelligence in exchange for a life."

Bain raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with resentment, but he quickly suppressed it.

He knew that in the current situation, unless a miracle occurred, there was no hope of escaping.

The robot Todo was scrapped, and all its equipment was confiscated.

Located in the vast Milky Way galaxy, his partners could not possibly find him, and he was surrounded by elite clone soldiers and ridiculously powerful Jedi guards.

After a moment's thought, Bain chose not to completely give in.

They feigned cooperation to buy time, while secretly preparing to escape.

If the opportunity presented itself, he wouldn't hesitate to exact a severe revenge on the Jedi and clone soldier before him.

"Alright, since our goal is the same—that war money—why not cooperate and achieve a win-win situation?" Bain's hoarse voice rang out. "Put me down, and I'm willing to tell you about the Empire's transport routes."

"no problem."

As Lance finished speaking, the shackles binding Bain's limbs loosened.

Bain felt a lightness in his body as he fell from the cage.

He cracked his knuckles a few times, a smile creeping onto his lips. He thought to himself, "The Jedi are still so foolish. No wonder they've ended up like this. I'll make you pay for all the torment you've suffered. Just you wait, you damned Jedi."

Everything that followed went exceptionally smoothly.

He found an opportunity to kill all the clone soldiers, trample the Jedi underfoot, torture and kill them by any means necessary, and seize the separatist frigate.

"Hmph, they dare to steal what I want. In 900 hours, the Empire's next batch of cargo ships should set sail again. I just need to intercept them before they enter outer space, quickly destroy their wingmen, and all the wealth from those cargo ships will be mine."

Cade Bane's name once again resounded throughout the galaxy, making him the most legendary bounty hunter in galactic history, an existence that no one can surpass.

"Hahaha......"

Bain stood there, opened his arms, and burst into laughter.

After the burst of laughter, he vaguely realized that something was wrong.

The scene before my eyes shattered into pieces.

He was still in that cold, dark interrogation room.

"So this was your plan all along! How brilliant!"

Lance clapped and cheered.

The hunters remained silent, completely bewildered by what had just happened.

In their eyes, the officer only chatted with Bain for a few words before releasing him. Bain stood there, his expression extremely varied: anger, revenge, and smugness. After saying a few words, he opened his arms and laughed uncontrollably, looking like a complete lunatic.

"What did you do to me, you damned Jedi!"

Bain finally came to his senses, his anger tinged with fear.

"It's nothing, I just used a little trick, and I didn't expect it to actually work."

The prerequisite for successful Force hypnosis and mind control is that the target is unprepared and has a weak will.

Bain was awakened from the carbonization and was tortured by electrotherapy without a moment's respite. He was physically and mentally exhausted, in addition to the hallucinogens he had inhaled.

A combination of factors led him into the illusion created by Lance.

Lance stood with his hands behind his back: "Thank you for your intelligence and plan. I will use it."

"Ah... I'm going to kill you!"

An overwhelming sense of shame and indignation surged within him, and Bain could no longer suppress his anger. He clenched his fists and charged forward.

boom.

Clearing King threw a punch, which slammed heavily into his face.

Bain felt dizzy and fell asleep immediately.

"Sir, what should we do with him?"

Lance stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Let's carbonize it for now and let it make the last bit of value."

"Yes, sir!"

The hunter salutes.

He felt no pity for this bounty hunter who had killed many of his fellow countrymen.

"Once this is settled, you can go to the bridge to oversee navigation."

Lance looked at the technician and continued, "I need you to design a meditation room for me, with insulation required. Can you do that?"

"No problem, sir."

"While you're at it, let's also renovate your own dorm rooms; this will be our home for now."