Star Wars: Escape from the Jedi Temple Begins

Chapter 54 Entering the City in Search of Karl Caseis

"The fighter jet was damaged at the tail, which was likely caused by the thruster being hit, resulting in a loss of power and crash."

Ahsoka rotated his binoculars, carefully observing his surroundings, leaving no area unchecked: "Nothing unusual was found."

Her eyes left the mirror's aperture, and she turned to look at Lance: "Did you sense anything from the Force?"

"No...it's very calm." Lance shook his head. "It's basically confirmed that it's not a trap."

Ahsoka picked up his binoculars again and looked around: "The problem now is, how do we find that Jedi?"

Finding someone in this unfamiliar and dangerous city without knowing their name, height, or appearance is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

We can't just put up missing person notices all over the streets.

Moreover, their identities cannot be revealed.

Lance stroked his chin thoughtfully; this was indeed a difficult problem.

"Since they sent out a distress signal, the person must be nearby."

"Let's go for a walk around the neighborhood."

Ahsoka put away his binoculars and left the observation point with Lance.

The two walked carefully down the street, their heads down and faces hidden by hoods.

His tattered and dirty cloak looked cleaner than the surrounding junk workers.

These waste disposal workers, dressed in oil-stained work clothes and emitting a pungent stench, hung their heads, their eyes filled with despair and numbness.

The environment here is harsh, and the water resources are already polluted and cannot be drunk directly. They must be treated through a multi-stage filtration system, which makes drinking water expensive.

Disassembling the spaceship was also a very arduous, mechanical, and repetitive task, with low pay.

If it weren't for the pressures of making a living, I doubt anyone would want to stay here.

Asoka sensed the emotions emanating from these people, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes.

She had also visited the lower cities of Coruscant, where the common people were just as miserable and numb, but Coruscant was, after all, the capital planet of the Republic.

To save face and maintain its reputation, the government will provide some subsidies and welfare to allow the lower-class people to barely make ends meet.

The workers on the planet Kobraca... she felt an even deeper despair.

Lance gently patted her shoulder, reminding her to focus.

He understood a principle: one can have lofty ideals, but one must also be down-to-earth and proceed step by step.

Only in this way can they survive in the Milky Way, gain a foothold, and eventually change the surrounding environment.

Ahsoka glanced at him sideways, nodded slightly, and became focused again.

......

The two walked around the block where the fighter jet crashed, but found no Force fluctuations.

They continued to expand their search area, but still found nothing.

Lance thought to himself how well this Jedi had hidden himself; no one could find him.

Whether they are enemies or friends.

"What should we do? We can't keep searching like this forever."

In a secluded corner where no one was around, Ahsoka lowered his voice.

The two had been wandering the streets for several hours, and if they continued, they were very likely to attract the attention of the nearby law enforcement team.

Lance lowered his head and pondered: "We left traces of the Force in several places nearby. If the other side senses them, they can follow the clues to find the information we left behind."

"What if we don't find it?"

"We'll wait on this planet for three days. If we still don't hear anything after three days, we'll leave and figure out what to do next."

"This is the only way..."

Lance picked up a palm-sized piece of discarded metal and wrote a few secret words on it: 25 kilometers southeast, three days.

Once the design is complete, the driving force surges into the metal plate.

He then hid it in a corner and buried it in a pile of scrap metal.

Metal might be picked up on other planets, but on Blaca, it's just unwanted trash, something no one would even bother to give away.

Unless it's a valuable specialty metal.

If an ordinary person accidentally saw the secret message on the metal plate, they naturally wouldn't understand its meaning.

But if it were a Jedi, the other party would understand.

The traces of the Force will gradually dissipate over time, and the Jedi can judge the time by the degree of dissipation.

Lance estimated that the traces of the Force on the metal plate would completely disappear in about three or four days.

"Let's go, let's stroll around a few more blocks nearby."

The two emerged from the corner, leaving traces of the Force in their wake, before quietly leaving the cold, steel city and returning to their spaceship's hiding place.

"Beep beep?"

"We haven't found anyone, so we'll wait here for three days."

"Hopefully, they'll discover the clues we left behind soon..."

......

In a simple house.

Carl Kestis awoke from his nightmare again, sitting up abruptly, sweat beading on his forehead, panting heavily.

Every time he closes his eyes, the image of his master, Jaro Thapar, passing away in his arms involuntarily appears in his mind.

One second they were receiving instruction from their master, diligently practicing Force skills such as rock climbing and jumping.

The next second, they saw the clone soldiers next to them raise their blaster guns and aim them at them.

If his master hadn't sensed the danger and activated the lightsaber to quickly eliminate several soldiers, he would probably have been killed by his own people.

What happened next left him completely bewildered.

The clone soldiers who used to be obedient and loyal suddenly turned against him and his master.

Karl was still in shock when his master, Master Tapal, shouted loudly, bringing him back to his senses. He then hurriedly fled to the escape pod.

During the escape, he accidentally lost his lightsaber.

Under his master's cover, he narrowly escaped to the escape pod.

Through the glass, I watched as my master displayed his divine power, killing all the clone soldiers guarding the room.

"Karl, hurry up and go inside."

The voice of Master Thapar still echoes in my ears.

A squad of clone soldiers suddenly rushed into the room and opened fire on them.

"If... my lightsaber hadn't been lost... if... I had trained a little harder... a little stronger, I could have helped my master instead of becoming a burden to him..."

Karl hugged his knees, tears of regret streaming down his face.

"Trust no one, Apprentice. Only the Force can be trusted."

This was the last thing his master said to him before he passed away.

Carl gradually calmed down, but many questions remained lingering in his mind.

Why did the clone soldiers suddenly want to kill them?

Why haven't the Jedi come to rescue me yet?

"You can't just sit here and wait to die, Carl Casetis, you have to be strong."

Karl took a deep breath, wiped away his tears, got out of bed, put on a tattered cloak, and went out.

The cloak and the house belong to a kind uncle who saved him.

He pulled his hat brim down and walked carefully down the street with his head down.

Pedestrians hurried past, and no one paid attention to a poor child.

They've seen plenty of people like that.

As Carl passed a street corner, a surge of Force energy suddenly appeared in his senses.

He was overjoyed and quickly took a few steps forward.

Slowly extend your palm and press it against the wall.

His vision shifted, and a blurry image appeared before him.