Schiller spread his hands and said, "The advantages of this arrangement are obvious, aren't they? First, the experiences of these interstellar pirates are absolutely real. Other people's performances are their lives. You couldn't find better cast members."
"Second, they're paying the price for their reckless actions. Who told them to open fire and destroy the twenty thousand drones humanity had deployed at the edge of the Milky Way Galaxy? Working off their debt is only natural."
"And Earth is famous for its excellent environment. Not only are we letting them recuperate for a while in a wellness paradise, we're even paying them wages. Where else could they find such a good deal?"
Schiller waved a hand. "You don't need to deceive them. Just lay out the pros and cons for them directly."
"Their boss, Yondu, is clearly selling out the collective interests of the Ravagers this time. As Yondu's subordinates, will they still be able to get by in the universe afterward? The moment they leave the Milky Way Galaxy, they'll probably be chopped into mincemeat."
"In that case, they might as well hide out on Earth for a while. The environment is great, the people are friendly, and they can earn wages while recuperating. Maybe when their boss Yondu gets out, he can even lead them all into a new line of work."
"If they still refuse, let them choose between staying on Earth as actors and mining in the Andromeda galaxy."
"That's not what I meant." Carol shook her head. "I mean, can these infamous interstellar pirates with blood on their hands really avoid hurting the visitors in the park? There are plenty of children inside."
The others exchanged glances. Strange, who already knew the park's mysterious nature, said, "You can rest assured. You can think of this