Ring-ring! Ring-ring!
The sound echoed through the enormous warehouse.
Xu Nan looked at Captain Dilok. The latter seemed to ignore the noise completely and continued with his work.
The ringing persisted.
Dilok seemed to notice Xu Nan's gaze and smiled at him.
"Spam call. No need to answer it."
Huh?
Xu Nan looked utterly baffled.
There were actually people in this world who could make spam calls to a numbered ship of the God Slaying Fleet?
That really was something rare.
Dilok pointed at a receiver-like device in the distance and explained:
"That is part of the Hyperspace Communicator. It can receive call requests operating across most channels. Since we lack sufficient clearance, we cannot initiate communication requests with headquarters and can only use other methods to relay intelligence."
"In theory, things like spam calls should not exist. But last time, one of my crew somehow found a strange frequency. After choosing to speak with him, the other party started pestering us relentlessly."
"At first, we tried to communicate with him properly, but later we discovered that we simply couldn't understand what he was saying!"
Dilok shrugged helplessly.
It seemed that even for an experienced captain like him, this was an extremely rare occurrence.
"If you're interested, you can keep him company for a while."
"I need to go to the warehouse next door. Wait here for me."
After saying that, Dilok hurried off.
He seemed to trust Xu Nan completely, not at all worried that Xu Nan would tamper with the things in the warehouse.
"What a pity. If this weren't a Projection World, I'd definitely pry something off."
Xu Nan drooled over the treasures in the warehouse while sighing inwardly.
Even if he took things out of the Projection World, they would be meaningless.
At most, they would