Arcturus is located in the constellation Boötes not far from the solar system, only about 37 light years away. Its star is a very large red giant, with a diameter 25 times that of the sun and a brightness 170 times that of the sun.
It sounds very powerful, but it is actually not a good thing, because the red giant is the last stage of the star's life. The fusion reaction inside the star has come to an end. Its volume has expanded a lot, but its temperature is only 3700K, which is higher than that of the sun.
It's much lower.
It probably has a few million years of life left, and after that, it will turn into a black hole, a neutron star, or something else, who knows.
The planet where the locals live is also called Arcturus, which is a rare situation where a planet and a star have the same name, because in their tradition, they believe that the sky and the earth are one.
The destruction of the Arcturus Galaxy occurred more than forty years ago. Star-Lord and his group of young people did not know the specifics of the incident, but they all said that an old man in a family is like a treasure. After all, Yondu had been in space for a long time.
The veteran predator.
Although it was impossible to understand the truth due to his low level of power, he had listened to various gossips in the past.
He felt that a more reliable theory was that a very terrifying infectious disease occurred here, which could even infect the planet and many inorganic objects. In the end, the Life Tribunal took action to wipe out the entire galaxy, leaving only the stars in it.
In short, the only survivors of that destruction were Starhawk and his sister and wife, but every time Yondu wanted to ask him about Arcturus, the strong man would immediately cut off the communication or turn around and leave.
You have to keep it secret.
In short, in the past few decades, there has been no decent market in the Boötes star field. There is no other livable planet here. Naturally, there will be no businessmen and there will be no profits. Therefore, space predators will naturally not
Come here to find work.
Unless you want to secretly connect with some forces or do some dark side business and need a secluded place in the galaxy, you can come here.
But now that Deathstroke has helped Eagle God reshape this planetary system, Yondu also knows that his information is a bit outdated, so on the way, he just briefly introduced the background here to Star-Lord and others, and talked about some things that happened a long time ago.
Customs and customs.
"Thanos has told us about this place before." Nebula, who was sitting with her sister and playing with a dagger in her hand, said sadly: "He once asked us to avoid the star where the Eagle God lives. The reason is that
This guy is a psychopath who is still alive and well after being slapped by 'Eternity'."
It's unclear how Thanos' information came from, but it's probably from Death.
So although Nebula still hates the purple giant, it doesn't stop her from trusting the information. Unfortunately, Thanos didn't say much before, and she wouldn't be allowed to ask questions.
Both he and Gamora are assassins, weapons that kill people, and weapons are not allowed to think.
The brilliant light of the universe shone across countless light-years into the bridge, and everyone in the Guardians of the Galaxy fell into a brief silence, as if everyone was admiring the beauty of the universe, until Star-Lord, who had no aesthetic ability, spoke first.
"Wait a minute, I used to think that the Eagle God was just a religious belief, just like the God of the Earth, the Nuwari people's money, and the Shi'a people's twin gods of love."
Peter, who was scratching his head with both hands, seemed to have come to his senses now. He opened his eyes wide:
"But now you are saying that the Eagle God is a living god that exists in the material world and still lives in that planetary system?"
"I am Groot." The tree man shook his head slowly.
"What Groot meant was that he had already figured it out, and you just turned around. How stupid." The raccoon immediately began to translate with a smirk. He liked to see Star-Lord's deflated look: "We have been talking for a long time, you
Did you realize that the Eagle God exists in the main dimension?"
"Well, Deathstroke seemed to have told me something, but I forgot it." Star-Lord grinned and spread his hands: "After all, I am the captain, and I have to consider many things every day. Is it normal for some forgetfulness?
"
After saying that, he blinked his big eyes to look at the expressions on everyone's faces, trying to see if his excuse had convinced them.
"You think about dancing every day, right?"
Gamora shook her head speechlessly. Logically speaking, anyone in the Guardians of the Galaxy, even Raccoon, is stronger than Star-Lord.
But the reason why he can be the captain is because he has the thickest skin.
What the green-skinned beauty asked was like the steps to go downstairs in Star-Lord's eyes. Of course, he immediately slid down the steps following those words. He immediately made dancing movements on the spot and started singing and dancing on his own:
"Oh~yeah~it's better to dance than to chat. It's everyone's talent to make oneself comfortable."
His singing was terrible, and his dancing skills were at the level of an amateur's, but he was extremely dedicated and the smile on his face was genuine.
Seeing that he was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, his teammates sighed, looked at him like an idiot for a while, and then went about their own business.
Rocket is driving the spaceship, Nebula and Gamora are doing manicures, Yondu is busy smoking and drinking, Drax and Groot are playing small game consoles from the last century on earth, and Mantis is hanging her hair in a daze
.
These things are more important than watching Star-Lord dance.
And there is no point in jumping alone. After seeing that he had once again muddled through and covered up the fact that he was an idiot, Star-Lord wiped the sweat from his head and sat back on his captain's seat.
Deathstroke really didn't lie to him. When you don't know what to do, or when you encounter a particularly embarrassing scene, it's always right to just dance.
"Set sail, target Arcturus!" He resumed his captain's appearance and gave the order loudly.
".Already arrived." Rocket knocked on the glass next to him with his little paw, asking Star-Lord to look outside. Anyone with eyes would not miss the huge red star. I don't know how Star-Lord ignored it:
"By the time you gave the order, we would have turned into space junk."
My own captain, I think, his driving skills are pretty good, his tactics are pretty good, he can negotiate prices and negotiate business, and his combat effectiveness is indeed pretty good.
But the level in all aspects is only acceptable, just like a person who has no obvious advantages or obvious shortcomings, he is a little bit inferior. The key is that he often makes idiots, which is a bit annoying.
"Uh, haha." Star-Lord scratched his head and stood up awkwardly: "I didn't pay attention. How about I dance for you again? Take off your clothes."
"Stop being disgusting!" Yondu was the first to object. He stood up and left, planning to leave the bridge: "I want to live for a few more years, but don't learn those disgusting things from Deadpool. Your brain will be ruined.
It fell."
"I am Groot." The tree man also shook his head in disgust. This time, no rocket translation was needed, and everyone could see what he meant.