The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge.

Chapter 2144 The Final Madness

2145: The Last Madness

"Scorpion Annihilator...Super Tank..." Walter Tambor repeated, "These two technologies are no longer available."

He stared at Lot-Dodd, his eyes glowing with indifference under his goggles, and added: "The super tank was developed and manufactured in a factory on Geonosis. During the Galactic Republic's attack on Geonosis, the factory was destroyed and the technical data was lost. As for the Scorpion Annihilator..."

He snorted coldly, "This technology has long been handed over to Count Dooku. If you want it, you can ask him."

"Count Dooku has been dead for three years," Lot-Dood said.

"So, the technology of the Scorpion Annihilator has been lost." Walter Tambor said coldly.

Lot-Dodd sneered and said, "I am very happy to see that your explanation of these two technologies is so perfect, so give me the things now. At least in your explanation, we can say that these two technologies were found on the sub-planet of Laxus, the administrative capital of the Confederation of Independent Systems, and this will not involve your Technology Alliance."

"I said, these two technologies have been lost," Watt Tambor repeated again.

"I'm not here to negotiate with you, Walter Tambor." Lott Dude's tone was extremely cold. "You should know that the Trade Federation is now in a crisis of life and death. The Scorpion Destroyer and Super Tank can give us an absolute advantage in urban street fighting. I can do anything to get these two technologies."

"You...what do you want to do!!" Walter Tambor couldn't help but stand up from his seat and backed away repeatedly.

"Anything!" Lot-Dodd said gloomily, "I advise you to give me the things now! In this way, before Palpatine decides to confiscate all the property of your Technology Union, you still have the Trade Union to stand in front of you. If not, think about what consequences you will face."

"This is impossible!" Walter Temple began to panic.

"Nothing is impossible! Walter Tambor. No matter what the outcome is, our Trade Federation will cause great harm to the Galactic Empire! And by then, the Galactic Empire will be eager to make up for its losses from other places. What will it do? Will it honestly make money in the market?" Lot-Dodd approached step by step, his expression becoming more and more distorted. "Or, you can just capture me now and give me to the Galactic Empire as a gift. If I remember correctly, the Galactic Empire's price for me is 100 million credit points."

"Asshole...stay away from me..." Walter Tambor was wearing a robe-style protective suit and it was inconvenient for him to move. He was definitely not as flexible as Lot Dodd who was sitting on the walking robot. He was caught up in a few steps and fell to the ground with a thud.

Lot-Dode leaned his ugly face closer and said viciously, "Hand over the Scorpion Destroyer and... the Super Tank!"

"...Okay! Okay, okay! You win!" Walter Temple suddenly screamed as if he had collapsed. He opened the mechanical chest of his protective suit, and there was a card slot hidden inside, in which a small memory was placed. "Take it! Take it! Take it all! There are also some prototypes on the planet Hypori... You can take them too!"

Lot-Dodd reached out and took down the storage device, pressed a button and browsed the files inside. In the small holographic projection, some images were projected, including scorpion destroyers, super tanks, and even the most advanced research results of the Technology Alliance during the Clone Wars, such as the B-3 super battle robot.

He weighed the storage device in his hand, his expression finally became normal, and he turned and walked outside. Finally, he turned sideways and said, "Send the things you want to transfer to the planet of Rendili quietly. There, there are means to allow you to escape to the Principality of Dawn." Walter Tambor stood up from the ground, dusted off his body, and sat back in his luxurious chair without saying a word. His eyes under the goggles just stared at Lotte Dodd, motionless.

"The next time we meet, it will be on the planet Dawn, or... Hell..." Lot-Dodd's voice also became trembling. He sighed and drove the mobility robot out.

In the huge reception room, two figures were reflected, walking away, both looking so lonely...

……

August 12, 8 BBY. The capital of the Galactic Empire, the center of the Empire, the Emperor's Palace.

The battle situation on the planets Vulture and Rosa has been presented to the Imperial Emperor Palpatine. He looked at the staggering casualty figures in the battle situation, but his face was expressionless.

After reading it carefully, Palpatine said coldly: "According to the battle plan, the battles on Vulture and Rosa should have ended by now. Why did it drag on until now? What's the matter with these casualties?"

Standing next to him, Sante Pestage, the highest advisor of the Empire, bowed his head deeply, almost to his chest, and whispered, "Your Majesty... The Trade Federation is very determined to resist, and they are turning this dispute into a protracted war. Such a huge number of casualties is indeed beyond our plan... But please rest assured, Lord Darth Vader will definitely take over these two planets completely."

"What I'm asking you is..." Palpatine's voice was twisted and greasy, "Why did only so few people die? Did Darth Vader still have mercy? Or is the Imperial Army incompetent? Did the Imperial Army not execute the prisoners on the spot when they captured them?"

Sant Pestaci was sweating profusely, lowered his head and dared not speak.

“Hahahaha…” Palpatine suddenly laughed strangely without any warning. He stood up and walked to the huge French window, overlooking the endless world city on the planet Coruscant. “I have said it before, the Galactic Empire has never been reliable. Darth Vader, Black Hole, Katang… They are all a bunch of useless trash! Do you know why? Dear Minister of Advisors.”

"I...my wisdom is not even one-tenth of yours...Your Majesty..." Sant Pestaci almost curled himself into a ball.

“The Galactic Empire inherited the Galactic Republic’s property, territory, people, army, power… but also inherited all the dark sides of the Galactic Republic. The Galactic Empire has all the factors that led to the demise of the Galactic Republic.” Palpatine’s expression was distorted, but he had that terrifying smile on his face. “How could I not know this? Hehehehehe…”

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. The dark plan you are leading is progressing smoothly... Whether the Galactic Empire fails or not, it will not have any impact on your plan..." Sant Pestage said with his head down.