The base administrator had no choice after being pressed by these people and could only say through gritted teeth, "Three minutes. We'll solve the problem in three minutes."
"The base has been specially designed. Even if an Interstellar Creature gets inside, it won't be able to leave alive."
"Please rest assured."
When Sword Saint Ning came here, the base administrator had turned a blind eye. More precisely, he had tacitly approved it, because whether it succeeded or failed had nothing to do with the base.
After all, people could come and go freely from the base, although the administrator knew Bart's personality.
But the base administrator was a veteran A+ Level powerhouse. How could he possibly take Bart seriously? No matter how formidable Bart was, he came from the peaceful human society at the edge of the universe. How could that compare to the dangers of the Cosmic Center?
Besides, Bart was so young that the administrator had never regarded him as a threat.
And the people plotting against Bart were veteran A+ Level superpowerhouses from several major families of the Empire.
Moreover, the administrators had no particular interests tied to Bart, while they had dealt with those superpowerhouses for many years.
So what would anyone choose in that situation? Did that even need asking?
The base administrator deployed the cleaners. These mechas had been specially designed to clear out threats inside the base.
The entire exterior of each mecha was covered in material taken from Interstellar Creatures, allowing it to resist 80 percent of energy attacks and more than 60 percent of physical attacks.
This type of mecha used a Third Generation Mecha as its core, but discarded the Intelligent System in favor of Hydraulic Mechanical Control.
Each mecha had a five-meter-tall composite shield, also made from Interstellar Creature