The Four Emperors Gang's Desperate Bid for Survival

"As expected of the Xuan Ke Metropolitan Area. Even a random Shell World is this wealthy."

"What a shame. We only managed to seize three before that new Shacha sovereign destroyed all the rest."

"What an outrageous waste. A city like this generates tens of billions of Lang in wealth every year, and the value of its countless neutrino-level devices is beyond measure. Yet he just destroyed it!"

"Looks like the newly crowned little emperor has quite a fierce streak."

The Gamma Colossus Legion, one of the Four Emperors, was drinking heartily and holding a banquet in a Shell World.

They feasted on plundered supplies and sang the Gamma Clan's songs, reveling in their joy.

The Gamma Clan were enormous silicon-based lifeforms. At that moment, thousands of Shacha civilians crawled over the rough crystalline surface of every Gamma pirate.

These civilians had lived in the three Shell Worlds occupied early on. Now they were all captives.

They trembled as they scrubbed the Gamma pirates' bodies, their faces tense with fear.

The entire city's population had been sorted according to their skills. Anyone without a useful specialty had been dragged over to scrub bodies.

As for the mechanics and engineers, they had all been sent off to manufacture precision instruments, mecha components, and the like.

The Shacha Civilization had considerable productive capacity, whereas the pirates produced nothing themselves and could only rely on plunder.

Beyond their technological sophistication, equipment and components fell into two categories. One consisted of mass-produced, automated goods that could be printed directly, provided the materials and machinery were available.

The other required complex manufacturing, with mechanics working alongside sophisticated industrial production lines.

The more precise, complex, and specialized a component was, the more it needed a top-tier mechanic. After all, what mattered about such parts was their