330. Trial completion and reward
As a result, Das-Malthael had no choice but to work as a burrowing rat. Whenever a robot patrol came over, he would dig a hole in the ground and wait for the patrol to leave before coming out. He did not dare to have sex with the patrol.
And he finally discovered the reason why Darth-Pregas set the training venue at Hypori planet, because on this planet, the only resource that you can effectively and recycle is the Force!
Whether it is using the Force to forcibly condense a few water droplets in the dry air when you are desperate, or using the Force to proliferate pollution-free tumors on those mutant Zerg to eat, and of course sensing the crisis when countless robots are chasing them, all of these require the use of the Force.
Therefore, in such a desperate situation, you must repeatedly squeeze your own the Force to have the possibility of survival. Otherwise, once the the Force is exhausted, you will have nothing to eat, nothing to drink, and thirdly, you will not know if the robot touches your head.
There is no other possibility but death.
This trial is to squeeze the Force to the limit before there is any possibility of survival.
By now, Das-Malthael finally understood that among the three disciples under Das-Pregas, he was the one who suffered the most.
Because Das-Sidious's attainments in the Force are far better than his own, and Das-Maul's physical fitness is also much higher than his own. In a real fight, not to mention Sidious, at least he would not be afraid of facing Das-Maul, but the problem is that his biggest support - Death Force cannot be used in this environment!
Not to mention that Darth-Pregas blew up his own shuttle because of a disagreement. Otherwise, relying on the supplies in the shuttle, it would be no problem to hang out here for a couple of months.
However, Das-Malthael understood that his progress in cultivation this month was much faster than that of the previous year.
He must seize every second to meditate and restore his the Force. He even developed the ability to meditate while sleeping.
It's all because those robots are too perverted. As long as they find your trace, they can chase you to the ends of the earth, and they will chase you more and more!
Das-Malthael's highest record was being chased by a team of B-2 super battle robots for more than 800 kilometers, and by the end of the chase, the number of robots following him had exceeded 10,000!
If he hadn't found a grand canyon, jumped down, and buried himself deep under a volcanic crater spewing hot steam, he would have been torn apart by tens of thousands of robots.
Up to now, the skin on his body is still tender and smooth, not because he used Dabao morning and night, but because the skin on his body was burned that time, and then it grew back after being healed by Life Force.
Finally, today is the last day of this month!!
Das-Malthael touched his messy beard and looked at the sky.
However, until a team of B-2 super battle robots rushed to chase him, he still did not see any spacecraft in the sky!
So he fled in panic and was chased by hundreds of robots for a whole day.
Finally, when he realized that he had run out of gas and could not escape, he pulled out Lightsaber and prepared to fight for his life, when the robots suddenly stopped. The red indicator lights on their bodies also turned green. They directly recognized the existence of Malthael as samurai. They repeated, "The area is safe. Return to the station. The area is safe. Return to the station." Then they turned and left.
Das-Malthael then relaxed and sat down on the ground with a thud. He understood that Das-Pregas was here and added him to the Identification Friend or Foe system of the control center.
Sure enough, Sith Infiltrator flew over silently and hovered above his head.
"I can't do it anymore! Give me a cup of Coke, thank you!" Das-Malthael lay on the ground like a big character and shouted loudly.
"As a Sith Lord, your behavior is disgraceful." Darth-Pregas's voice suddenly came, and Darth-Malthael, who was already so confused, didn't even notice when he got off the spacecraft.
He has indeed reached or even exceeded his limit. Every cell in his body is groaning. Once he relaxes like this, he cannot even move his fingers.
Just like his usual performance, his undefended posture really dispelled the last layer of doubts of Das-Pregas. Because a person with ulterior motives cannot show his weakest posture, because this means completely putting his life in the hands of the other party.
However, for Das-Malthael, it doesn't matter at all. Because this has been a gamble since three years ago. Now that you have taken this step, don't look back.
Das-Pregas has too many opportunities to kill himself, so even if he is on guard at this time, it is meaningless. It is better to be more generous and truly treat Pregas as a 'kind' master and show his 'true' side.
Winning the trust of Das-Pregas is his only goal, and he must not show his weakness at this last moment.
Das-Pregas stood in front of Malthael and sighed softly, "Pick up your Lightsaber!! You are already a Sith Lord!! What do you mean by throwing your weapons everywhere!! Idiot!!"
At this moment, in Malthael's eyes, Pregas seemed to really overlap with the images of Chen Jinnan, Hong Qigong, and Subhuti.
For Pregas, who had just become aware of his other apprentice who was up to no good, it was natural to see how Malthael liked him.
Das-Malthael quickly pushed himself up and knelt down on one knee unsteadily, "I am humbled by my apprentice, and I am grateful for my master's love." Although using Galactic Standard was not such a grammar, he still used a formal expression. This flattery was completely high-level and stylish.
"In this trial, you were evaluated as a mess!" Darth-Pregas said calmly, "However, considering that the time you received training was much shorter than that of Darth-Sidious and Darth-Maul, I still value your potential, so I can barely consider you qualified."
Das-Malthael quickly bowed his head in thanks.
Then, Das-Pregas threw over a dynamic combination lock and said calmly, "As a reward for completing the trial, you will officially become a Sith Lord and be recorded as Book of Sith. In addition, this Sith Infiltrator is yours."
"Sith Infiltrator! Did you give it to me?" Das-Malthael was so surprised that he suddenly raised his head and said.