The ancient sea of ​​sand dunes is full of wreckage of spacecraft abandoned during thousands of years of interstellar travel. This is also the source of most of Tatooine's machinery. The farmers of the wet steam farm rely on recycling machinery provided by the Jawa people to maintain the production of agricultural products.

Tatoine is a planet built on garbage and sin. The trading circle of criminal groups controlled by Jabba the Hutts and the wet steam farms constitutes all the social factors here. This remote and desolate planet is a paradise for thieves, liars and robbers, but it is ironic that this planet has the influence to subvert the galactic regime.

The largest source of goods for the second-hand repair shop opened by Chen Ang is this sea of ​​sand. The dull and stupid Jawa people provide the parts and supplies he needs. This is a magical place, and for Chen Ang, it is an undeveloped treasure house.

Tens of thousands of technological products are buried under the sand dunes. They come from at least hundreds of different civilizations. All kinds of incredible technologies are dazzling. Anti-gravity engines are just everywhere, with high quality and low-cost civilian products.

According to legend, Tatooine's scavengers have been used to pick up gravitational well projectors here that can create planetary gravity, and it is said that there are military hyperspace propellers, which are fatal attraction for Chen Ang.

"Teacher, look here!" A red electronic eye floated in front of Anakin. He staggered on the silver disc and pointed at a blurred red dot in the electronic eye screen.

This old electronic eye is generally used on old robots, with performance comparable to the earth's large radar and sonar, and is even better in accuracy. Chen Ang renovated one to search for items buried under sand dunes. Gorge is flowing, and anything valuable is not exposed to the air.

A tentacle-like robot snake swung flexibly twice, and drilled into the sand. After a while, it arched out of the sand with a piece of worn metal part, shook its head and tail to Chen Ang.

"Yes, it's an electromagnetic current auxiliary engine. It should be from which flight boat that fell." Chen Ang said in surprise.

"Teacher, will you use it to complete that piece of armor? It's the red piece in your room." Anakin obviously missed the pile of test pieces in Chen Ang's room.

Chen Ang frowned. The steel armor imitated on a whim was obviously not his proud work. It was only after Chen Ang completed it that this weapon that restricted his flexible body movement was of no use at all, and its lethality and ability to resist strikes were not as good as that of a flying robot.

The protection ability is poor, and it has no protective effect on high temperature, electromagnetic, and energy weapons. Perhaps the metal can be safe and sound, but the people inside are probably going to be heated and roasted. It is not the best place like the Earth where kinetic energy weapons are the main ones, and in the interstellar era, it was even more eliminated.

Unless an energy cover is installed, it has no practical value. But if there is an energy cover, what role does the protection ability of the steel armor play? Compared with those flexible combat robots, this armor that hinders the flexibility of the human body is just an iron can.

But this was just his idea, and Anakin was attracted by his cool appearance and was obsessed with this big toy.

"Anakin, the Jedi won't use any armor." Chen Ang knew how to distract the kid from the attention.

Sure enough, when he heard the Jedi, Anakin immediately threw the steel armor behind his head. He had dreams of the Force since he was a child, and his behavior was unconsciously imitating the Jedi. His biggest dream was to become an excellent Jedi and come back to liberate Tatoine's slave.

He excitedly held the black handle around his waist, and obviously loved this weapon that looked like a lightsaber.

"Anakin, you fly higher!" Suddenly, Chen Ang's expression darkened. He controlled the silver saucer to fly to the sky. Anakin looked down in confusion. Dozens of sand people wearing thick robes and masks rode the Bansha beasts and appeared from afar and approached them in the blink of an eye.

"No!" Anakin shouted on the silver disc. His body struggled violently, trying to get rid of the gravitational bundle that had absorbed him. The sand people were the nightmare of the scavengers. They would torture and kill themselves. They saw every foreigner, snatch the scavengers' wealth, and cut off their heads to show off their martial arts.

These aliens, who were hiding in their robes, waved the Garfield rods in their hands and the bladed super alloy rod heads, which were enough to tear the alloy deck of the spacecraft. The sand man would use the toughest metal he could find to make this weapon, usually the chassis keel of the spacecraft, and its performance was invincible.

Chen Ang raised his eyelids, unlike Anakin, who looked worried and excited, his expression was calm, as if he didn't care at all about being surrounded.

Afar, a sand man fired a shot at the silver disc floating in the sky, but Chen Ang considered the range of the projectile rifle used by the sand people, so that they could not hit the silver disc high. A sand man riding a bansha beast roared, waving a deadly alloy rod, and hit Chen Ang's head.

Only a beep was heard, and the white light blade slashed down obliquely. A white blade light wrapped around Chen Ang's figure and shot out, and a slight shot of light on the alloy rod. The powerful ion blade cut through the super alloy. Only a faint sound of electric current was heard, and the sand man's head soared into the sky.

The sand man rushing over shouted angrily, straddled Bansha's reins, jumped down from above with a stunning figure, and rushed towards Chen Ang with big strides. The strong sand man kicked his legs hard and rushed up to a height of several meters. The poisoned alloy rod in his hand hit Chen Ang's head with the sound of wind.

The light blade flew like a dragon, and a long river of white light rolled over, silently sprinkling out a piece of silver light. The overlapping lights and shadows made people dazzled, and only a hot white light was visible. The sand man couldn't help but close his eyes and waved the blade stick in his hand with a trace of impression in his heart.

But Chen Ang had already taken a step away, erected the light blade in front of the sand man, watching his body pounce on the light blade, and divided it into two sections with the man and the gun. The alloy rod came out of his hand and sank into the sand in front of him.

The sand people have a special body structure and can often use extremely powerful power. They often climb up cliffs thousands of meters with their bare hands, jump among steep rocks, and use bare hands to dig out rock caves to live in. Even if they use cold weapons, they are also the most terrifying attackers of Tatooine.

But under Chen Ang, their tough bodies were as tough as steel, like tofu, and rubber-like skin, under the light blade, were as thin as a piece of paper, and with a slight stroke, they were divided into two halves.

The sand people wailed together and stared at Chen Ang angrily. They gathered together, cooperated with each other, knocked on alloy rods, and sang unknown songs. They seemed to be oppressed by Chen Ang. After losing their companions, they became more cruel and calm, trying to put psychological pressure on Chen Ang.

"It's so noisy." Chen Ang gently waved his light blade and looked at the fierce sand men, "On the wasteland, the strong are the most respected! Isn't this Tatuyin's survival rule?"

He blew his toes and his body was already rushing out like a ghost. A blazing light flashed by. Although the sand man waved the alloy rod in his hand so tightly that it was not airtight, Chen Ang gently knocked it, and the empty door opened wide, and the light blade flashed out of his body.

"Here!" With a sound of electric shock, a burnt smell came from his wound. The sand man's body was cut in half, split into two, but no blood was spilled out. The high-energy light blade closed his wound and killed him instantly.

Dozens of sandmen rushed over and screamed in a shrill voice. These strange people were as agile as wild beasts. The long-term hunting life made them experience and cooperated with tacit understanding. Several lightnings shot out from their metal rods, intertwined on them, and rushed towards Chen Ang.

Chen Ang held the light blade in his hand, as agile as a spirit cat. He raised the light blade at the first sand man who rushed up, and his wrist was shaken. At the same time, dozens of light blades vibrating at high speed were cut, easily cutting the sand man and the rod.

At the same time, it seemed that the light blade was randomly used to slash forward and horizontally, holding the alloy blade stick that was stabbed by the sand man. The vibration force brought by the light blade shook away their weapons, slashed them across the waist, and pounced down obliquely with both upper bodies.

Chen Ang pulled back, and the explosive gun in his left hand hit a sand man's chest. At the same time, the light blade in his right hand was also handed out, and the alloy rod on tiptoe was thrown out with the backhand, piercing the sand man's chest that blocked the particle beam.

The light blade wielded the lightning, and Chen Ang's toes gently tapped the ground, soared into the air, and instantly passed by the four sand robbers surrounding him. The light blade transformed into a sword flower, sweeping through their throats. The wind Luoyan, a move from Hengshan sword technique, sprinkled out five or six apertures, hitting the sand man's head.
Chapter completed!