Shiller spread his hands and said, "The benefits of this approach are obvious, aren't they? First of all, the experiences of the interstellar pirates are absolutely real. Other's performances are their lives, there is no better performer than this."
"Secondly, they are paying for their reckless actions. They rashly fired and destroyed the 20,000 unmanned aircraft arranged by humans on the edge of the Milky Way, which obliges them to work to repay the debt, it's only fair."
"In addition, Earth's environment is famously good. We not only let them recuperate at a health sanctuary for a while, but we also pay them a salary. Where else can you find such a good opportunity?"
Shiller waved his hand and said, "You don't have to deceive them, just clarify to them the pros and cons directly."
"Their boss Yondu is clearly betraying the collective interest of the interstellar pirates this time. As subordinates of Yondu, can they still have a career in the cosmos? I fear they would be chopped into mincemeat as soon as they leave the Milky Way."
"In that case, better to hide on Earth and lay low. The environment here is good, and the people are friendly. They can recuperate and earn wages at the same time. Perhaps, when Yondu returns, they will be able to switch careers."
"If they still disagree, let them choose between staying on Earth as actors and going to the Andromeda Galaxy to mine."
"That's not what I meant." Carol shook her head and said, "I mean will these interstellar pirates with blood on their hands and notorious reputations really not hurt the visitors to the theme park? There are many children in the park."
The others looked at each other. Strange, who already knew the mystery of the park, said, "Don't worry, you can take it that there is some kind of magical ban in this park. No one can do anything violent, especially harming children."
This reminded Stark of the encounter on the night they played Plants vs Zombies. Not to mention creating a bloody scene or hurting a child, swearing was not allowed.
I fear that entering as a group of crude pirates, they would leave as model citizens of interstellar civilization.
Carol was still a bit hesitant, but seeing the others so confident, she began to believe. So, she said, "Alright, but I'll stay here a few days later to watch them, in case they really cause some trouble and Nick will have to call me back."
The Unscrupulous Quartet's execution rate has always been strong. The meeting was held at night, and the actors were assembled the next morning.
There was a lot of things happening the night before, which didn't allow them to line up for the last project. So, they entered the park early in the morning, intending to play a round before most of the visitors arrived.
Shiller slept early the night before. On the bus to the park, he heard some bad news. Bruce shook his head and told the others on the bus, "There wasn't much clue in the gallery, and we didn't find any statue."
An exciting piece of news, or a useful clue, followed. Bruce continued.
"I thought something might happen at night, so I didn't sleep and planned to enter the park to observe the situation, but at around midnight, I saw a meteor cross the sky and seeming to land in the park."
"Wait, you saw it too?" Steve turned to look at Bruce and said, "I seem to have seen a light last night, but I thought it was Thor's lightning."
"Of course not." Loki took a bite of his bread, swallowed and continued, "We were fighting with Yondu last night. That pirate leader is really difficult to deal with."
Bucky looked at Steve and said, "Were you talking to Agent Carter all night again? You must consider she is only a human. She doesn't have your vigorous energy and she will be very tired at work the next day."
"It's okay. She's on her bereavement leave." Steve looked at Nick again: "The seventh time this year."
"A meteor?" Shiller yawned and repeated this word and then said: "Are you sure it's not Stark's new armor that collided with the shuttle again?"
"We're in Orlando, where's the shuttle?!" Stark was immediately wide awake, and refuted loudly, "And my armor never accidentally collided with anything, that's just a normal collision test during the experimental phase."
The bus slowly arrived at the entrance. As they got off the bus, they noticed the tourists were all taking pictures near the entrance.
When they went over to take a look, they found out that the tourists were not taking pictures of the entrance, but of the pirates strolling along the boulevard.
The Ravager Pirate Team was after all just an underdog, if not for Yondu's competence, they would just be a nameless pirate team. Speaking of appearance and conduct, they wouldn't be deemed as neat and uniform but rather strange and unusual.
Most of the pirates were dressed in the native costumes of Centaurus, as they originally came from there. As many living planets there are close to their respective stars, most pirate's clothing were desert style and had less fabric.
Most pirates are dressed in something like a burlap wrap, wearing purple-red, dark blue or dark green shoulder pads, knee pads and arm guards, wearing cloth shoes on their feet, carrying two long knives around their waist, some even carrying laser weapons, a large brimmed hat on their head, looking quite like Pirates of the Caribbean.
The pirates also liked to adorn themselves all over with various decorations. In Pirates of the Caribbean, the pirates either hung bone products or gemstones and metal, but the decorations hung by interstellar pirates could be described as colorful and varied.
At the front was a purple-skinned man in red ragged clothes. Around his neck hung a ball of fluorescent green slime. There were still some luminous spheres in the slime, which looked quite creepy.
Behind him was a one-eyed giant man in a blue shoulder pad. There were two eyeballs hanging from his ears. The pupils of the eyeballs were full of dense and prickly teeth, making one's scalp tingle on sight.
There was also a female pirate with particularly long and thin limbs. The armguard wrapped around her arm was a living thing similar to a snake or vine. It was constantly twisting on her arm, and the scale and pattern details would make one dizzy to look at.
"I've heard that primitive people used to hang bones on themselves to intimidate their opponents." Steve said as he pushed open the door. "I guess it's the same with pirates."
"That's quite intimidating." Carol commented without surprise.
As soon as they walked in, the pirates noticed them. Dressed in red, the leader came straight over, glaring at Carol and asked: "Where on earth did you send our Boss? Release him immediately, you...uh, female!"
Carol rolled her eyes slightly and said: "I'm Captain Marvel. If you haven't heard of that, don't worry. Your Boss is fine, and you all should be able to see him soon if you stay here for a while."
"You bunch of weird humans," the pirate leader said, "I totally didn't understand what you were talking about last night – 'actor', 'amusement park', 'children'. But, anyway, we just need to stay here, right?"
Steve was about to explain, but Shiller stepped forward first, nodded and said, "That's right, you can roam around here. If you want to try any rides, you can, just remember to line up properly."
"You all have brought your translation devices, right? If any human wants to chat with you, remember to turn on your translator. We'll contact you as soon as we get news from Yondu."
The pirates were still somewhat confused, but soon Shiller's group left. Steve worriedly said, "I know they probably won't harm anyone here, but what if they're not patient enough with the tourists? Will it backfire?"
"Then let's see here while enjoying some coffee."
Shiller led the group to a cafe around the corner on the street. They sat by the window and began observing the interaction of the pirates and the tourists.
Because the park had not yet opened, the tourists were all stopped at the entrance. The pirates walked over curiously as they saw a group of humans shouting there.
As they walked over, the humans howled even louder. Before hearing what they were shouting, the pirates thought their vicious appearance scared these frail humans off.
However, after approaching, they found the translated words from the translator asked them to come for a group photo.
Some of the screaming humans complimented their unique hairstyles, some wanted to see their necklaces, and some wanted to know the brand of the paint they applied to their skin. There was also a bunch of tumultuous shouting.
The pirates were a bit overwhelmed by the noise, but they also stood at the entrance to observe this group of tiny humans.
The pirates were generally taller than humans, with the shortest one being 2.4 meters tall. The one-eyed giant was over 4 meters tall, his arm was thicker than an entire human.
They originally thought humans would scatter and flee when they approached, but this group of humans began to scramble over the walls.
The staff members rushed out from the side and pushed back the crowd. They decided to open the park early to prevent a stampede after discussing it through the radio.
Once humans were allowed in, they quickly swarmed around the pirates like unleashed beasts.
Some pirates began to take great care, afraid of stepping on children. Still, not only did those children desperately try to scuttle under their feet, but some started pulling their trousers.
"Oh no no, let go, you little demon, stop pulling my leg hair! My trousers!!!"
"What? You want this necklace? I can't give this to you. I bought it at a high price from a store in Centaurus. You asked which store? You can't go to Centaurus! You are even still a cub!"
"My hairstyle? Oh, thank you, your hair is nice too. No, no, no, don't touch my arm. This is not painted. My skin color is the most beautiful in the Mora tribe."
People soon began taking photos with the pirates. Although the pirates were from Centaurus, they had seen all sorts of recording devices during their interstellar travels. As soon as they saw humans pull out cameras, they knew they wanted group photos, so they started posing.
What surprised the pirates more was that this group of humans began to stuff their currency into their pockets.
Disneyland's performers do not accept tips, but today was an early opening. The tourists believed that the performers playing the pirates took their rest time to take photos with them, and it was acceptable to take tips outside of working hours, so they were quite generous.
The pirates' instinct for accumulating wealth kicked in immediately, and their smiles became a bit more genuine.
At this time, other Disney staff workers walked into the crowd, hung badge after badge on the pirates' arms, and made a five-five split gesture to them.
The pirates immediately understood the rules of this game and instantly full-on, started to play their roles as actors with immense enthusiasm.
Besides Shiller and his group observing them from the cafe, vague silhouettes and distant voices were also appearing behind the houses at the end of the street.
"We're in trouble. We seem to have landed on a planet full of smugglers and interstellar pirates, but the good news is that The First Legion doesn't seem to have noticed this place yet."
From the moment they spoke, Shiller had noted their presence.
Then he noticed that the classic trio was two men and a woman, but they were definitely not the Savior and his companions. They were the Star Wars characters, Finn, Rey, and the aging ranger Solo.