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Chapter 4503 suddenly appeared

 "That's weird, it should be right here."

Star-Lord released the joystick of the spacecraft and clicked frantically on the screen nearby. He first calculated the address given to him by Deathstroke, and then re-verified the path data of the spacecraft's more than ten space jumps.

Nothing was wrong, every step was correct, except that there was no data record during the period of rafting due to the power outage.

Now that I have arrived at the promised "universe stage," I am ready to perform an inspiring adventure show with my teammates, but the key problem is that the promised stage is missing.

According to Deathstroke and the lieutenant, there should have been a desolate planet here, with prepared ancient tombs on the planet, and a lot of bionic monsters prepared to act as villains. The filming of Guardians of the Galaxy should have started here.

No matter what Deathstroke wants from that mockumentary, the Guardians of the Galaxy are space raiders, just take the money and be done with it.

But now there is only a dark universe in front of everyone. There are no stars in this universe, let alone planets that can be used for acting. There is not even a space gravel that can be stood on.

"Could it be that the agreed coordinates are wrong?"

Gamora, who was sitting on the fire control seat, tilted her head. She walked behind Star-Lord and bent down to check the data. Although she felt Star-Lord secretly sniffing the scent of her hair, she didn't say anything superfluous.

Because the coordinates are correct, the navigation system used by our spaceship is operating normally, and the star map used is also the authoritative version recognized by the universe. It is the coordinate system common to the three empires, so there is no problem.

"I am Groot."

The tree man sat in the last row of the cockpit. Because he was too big, he was not assigned any flying tasks.

"Groot said, you may have read the star map backwards, because a strongman like Deathstroke never makes mistakes." The little raccoon sat in the passenger seat and acted as a translator for everyone. Of course, after so many years of cooperation, everyone has more or less

Everyone has a rough idea of ​​what the tree man is talking about, but Rocket's translation is the most accurate.

"This is a monitor. Although it is a bargain I bought from a lawless place, it is not made of paper." Star-Lord knocked on the center console and turned to the tree man speechlessly: "This kind of thing

How is it possible to look at it from the other side?!"

"Get out of the way and let me see."

Rolling up his sleeves, Yondu still couldn't sit still. Star-Lord's poor flying skills before were like flying around while hiding from XZ. He also said that it was necessary for covert operations, which made him see the blood vessels on his forehead.

Jump.

Now that I have encountered such a thing as being lost, it is simply an insult to myself.

Yes, Peter Quill's flying and navigation skills were all taught by himself. Now that his apprentice is performing so poorly, Yondu feels that he has lost face.

However, no matter who comes, the data will be correct and will not change due to subjective factors. The real destination should be 30,000 kilometers away in front of everyone, but now it is under the observation of monitoring equipment.

It was pitch black.

"Hiss..." Yondu straightened up, touched the red "fin" on his head, and put a cigarette between the rotten teeth in his mouth to light it.

He couldn't imagine why this happened.

Flying a spaceship is actually similar to sailing. If the chart is correct, the compass is correct, the people are correct, and there are no storms or tsunamis, logically speaking there can be no problems.

"How's it going? You didn't see anything, did you?" Star-Lord took out an apple from his pocket, rubbed it on the belly of his T-shirt, brought it to his mouth and bit it in a circle, spitting out the broken pieces vaguely.

Zha said: "I said I was right, why don't you believe me?"

"Maybe it's because you make mistakes too often."

The blue-skinned girl Nebula silently hugged her arms. She sat with the mantis girl and did not interfere with the investigation at all.

Although they are talking about damaging Star-Lord, in fact everyone still very much approves of this guy as a captain, and they all believe in his driving and navigation skills.

If she really couldn't find the destination, she was more likely to think that Deathstroke or the adjutant had made a mistake.

But obviously, other people in the team seem to have a blind superstition about the death knell. When it comes to the man

People are just like talking to gods. If they express their opinions and they won't be accepted, then they should just shut up and watch the fun.

"Really? Not that often, right?" Star-Lord twisted and danced to the moonwalk, slid to Nebula, and did a spin: "People always make mistakes, you can't always catch some of my mistakes and keep saying

, this will hurt my self-esteem."

"snort."

The bald Xiao Lan sneered. It would be great if Star-Lord had self-esteem, but she really hadn't seen him since he joined the Guardians of the Galaxy.

"It's better to contact the adjutant and ask her to check the coordinates again, Rocket, you..."

Yondu was planning to ask the raccoon to contact him, because Deathstroke seemed to like small animals. Not long after he left, something went wrong on his side. He was a little embarrassed. If he let the small animals contact him, he might not be scolded too badly.

But before he finished speaking, a galaxy that no one could see just now suddenly appeared in the space not far away.

It was a simple system consisting of a yellow star and three Earth-like planets. Except for their sudden appearance, which caused the spacecraft survey system to beep wildly, there was nothing unusual about it.

"How is that possible?" The raccoon wiped his eyes hard with his two little black paws, and his sharp mouth opened wide. "Guys, am I the only one who saw a planetary system suddenly popping up in front of me?"

"No! I saw it too!" Drax patted his chest and testified to Rocket.

"We have all seen it, but this is too weird." Gamora frowned. She squinted her eyes and began to adjust the parameters of the survey system, trying to determine the attributes of the planetary system in front of her. Various technological surveys

Use all means.

But no matter how hard she tried, the result remained the same. This was an ordinary celestial structure in space, existing in the material world, and there was no possibility of any cosmic illusion.

As the adopted daughter of Thanos, Gamora has destroyed countless planets with him, so she must be considered well-informed.

But she had never seen anything like this before.

Now if someone tells her that our universe is actually a chicken, and this chicken just laid an egg, she will find this statement very credible.

Unfortunately, no one would say that. Everyone was staring at the planet system that suddenly appeared and thinking.

However, this thinking process was very short, and was interrupted when Star-Lord knocked his fist on the palm of his hand. As if he had discovered some shocking secret, he said excitedly:

"I understand. This is Deathstroke's arrangement. That's right. The reason why this planetary system is hidden is mainly to prevent irrelevant people from entering. At the same time, it is also to make the documentary we shot more realistic. This is an artistic process.

In order to show people the mystery of the universe. It must be like this. Gamora, please edit the external surveillance of the spacecraft just now. This is the opening of our adventure! "

"Is the design of Deathstroke? It makes sense." Yondu nodded. He also felt that Star-Lord's analysis was very logical: "But there is still a problem. Deathstroke promised to place the replica temple in a deserted place.

On a dead planet, but the three planets we see now are all vibrant Earth-like planets, which one should we go to?"

"Isn't this simple? Of course I just pick one at random. I've already thought about this!"

Star-Lord smiled crookedly, as if he was possessed by the Dragon King:

"This is also Deathstroke's arrangement. If we had chosen the right planet from the beginning, wouldn't things have gone too smoothly? The film would have looked fake, so we had to try to hit the wall first and have some setbacks, so that the film

Only then can we have credibility.”

"Sure enough, the people on Earth know the people on Earth best." Rocket touched his ears, and he accepted this statement.

Everyone felt that what Star-Lord said made sense, and started a new round of nodding, because when they thought about it, it was indeed Deathstroke's style, dark, hidden, and understanding of people's hearts.

Where was Star-Lord, who was praised by everyone at this time? He had already shown a sly smile, put on his red leather jacket, tugged on the collar coolly, threw the apple core away, tilted his head and put on the headphones of the Walkman.

Listen to classic rock hits

He's getting high, and yes, the show is about to begin.

Sitting back in the driver's seat, he held the joystick of the spacecraft and looked at the images of the three planets for a while. "After ordering his troops, he randomly selected a planet and flew over, preparing to land and get everything back on track.

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If the work starts early, the accounts will be settled early, which is related to everyone’s interests.

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