Storm Approaching

Wokert's premonition was correct.

After he returned to the spaceship, he received a message from the Empire's laboratory.

"Wokert, there's a problem with the Furball Monster's flesh and blood you sent over!"

Upon seeing the Empire's message, Wokert's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately replied, "What problem?"

"Many components in the flesh and blood are not the Furball Monster's own tissues; these tissues originated from external intervention."

"Furthermore, residual traces of a special Gene Potion were detected in the flesh and blood."

"Get to the point!" Wokert frowned and immediately said to the staff member.

Hearing Wokert's words, the staff member paused, then spoke in a heavy tone, "The Furball Monster's mutation was artificially caused! And based on the frequency of Cosmic Creature high Energy Level events in recent periods..."

"The scope of this mutation is near the Bander Galaxy! This means... it's highly likely that the mutation of Cosmic Creatures was caused by the Bander Galaxy!"

"What? The Bander Galaxy?"

Wokert took a deep breath, sensing that the situation was becoming tricky.

Recently, the Bander Galaxy had been causing too much of a stir. Not only did it betray the Free Federation, but it also managed to unite other galaxies to form a Galaxy Cluster level force with the power of a single galaxy.

Don't be fooled by the strong presence of forces like the Empire and the Free Federation into thinking the Bander Galaxy is weak.

This is all relative.

After all, the Bander Galaxy is a Galaxy level force. For individual power, it's like a colossal behemoth.

Even an Apocalypse Level expert, if they didn't lead an army to surround and suppress it, would likely be easily annihilated by the Bander Galaxy's power.

Now, ten or so colossal behemoths have actually formed a Galaxy Cluster level force. Although it seems a bit weak without the support of Apocalypse Level experts...

If Brook doesn't lead the Free Federation's army along, he probably wouldn't even have the courage to attack!

No matter how you look at it, the leader of the Lothar Party doesn't seem like someone without a brain. Since he dared to lead a galaxy to rebel against the Free Federation, he must have his trump cards.

And now, could these anomalous Cosmic Creatures be that trump card?

"What should we, the Temporary Army, do now? Or rather... should we withdraw?"

Wokert asked the question he most wanted to ask, as he felt this matter had already exceeded the scope of what this Temporary Army could interfere with.

The overall strength of Temporary Army No. 32 could at most handle a Star level disturbance.

But now... the surrounding unrest had clearly escalated to the Galaxy level, many tiers higher than Star level.

Facing unrest of this magnitude, if not careful, Temporary Army No. 32 could easily be overwhelmed by danger.

After hearing Wokert's question, the Empire's official staff member remained silent for a long time before finally speaking to Wokert, "I've already asked for the Empire's thoughts. The Empire's intention is... for you to remain on standby and maintain your current patrol rhythm."

"In three days, the Empire will dispatch a more elite unit to take over from you, and then you can return!"

Upon hearing the staff member's words, Wokert's eyes widened, and he angrily said, "Three days? Brook of the Free Federation already led his army to the Bander Starfield today. War is imminent, and you're telling me to stay stagnant in this damned starfield for three days?"

"What if the war spreads?"

Hearing Wokert's words, the staff member quickly appeased him, "Lieutenant Wokert, I understand your anger, but you need to know one thing: the war will not spread. After all, the starfield you are currently in, though close to the Bander Starfield, is still within Imperial territory."

"As long as it's within Imperial territory, neither Brook nor the people of the Lothar Alliance would dare to fire a single bullet into this starfield. Otherwise, it would be a declaration of war against the Empire!"

The staff member said calmly, with a firm tone.

No one would want to get involved in the internal affairs of other countries, this much was obvious to anyone with a brain.

Wokert's expression softened slightly. He thought about it and realized it was indeed true. Although the surrounding starfields were chaotic, the war would definitely not spread into Imperial territory.

At most, there would be some stowaways to screen.

"Even so, the Energy Levels of the Cosmic Creatures we've encountered nearby are abnormal. What if we encounter a Cosmic Creature with a much higher Energy Level than mine?"

Wokert said in a deep voice.

The staff member shook his head and then said to Wokert, "Currently, no Cosmic Life forms exceeding Level Six have appeared. You can rest assured about this!"

Since the staff member said so, Wokert had nothing more to say.

He closed his mouth, sighed, and agreed.

Lieutenant Wokert's communication with the Empire was unknown to the other soldiers on the spaceship. Su Ming and Warren were also unaware of it.

However... Su Ming looked at the corpse of the Dragon Turtle floating in space and fell into deep thought.

According to normal theory, Cosmic Dragon Turtles shouldn't reach Level Six Energy Levels...

Yet, everyone had encountered a Level Six Cosmic Dragon Turtle.

For some reason, Su Ming felt a vague sense of foreboding.

Then, Su Ming shifted his gaze to the Mecha standing about three meters tall in front of him.

Because the Mechanic's dormitory contained a workbench, the ceiling height was much higher than in other dormitories.

Otherwise, Su Ming's dormitory might not even be able to fit the Mecha in front of him.

Seeing that the overall frame of the Mecha was almost complete, with only a small portion of parts remaining, Su Ming's expression shifted. He quickly switched his dormitory to private mode, closed orders, and prevented outsiders from seeing the situation inside.

He immediately placed the unfinished parts on the workbench and began to focus on making the mecha.

He had a hunch that the matter with the Dragon Turtle, combined with the solemn expression he'd seen on Lieutenant Wokert's face earlier and the recent news events in the Bander Galaxy, were all connected in some way.

He estimated that the Free Federation was about to declare war on the Lothar Alliance.

And once war was declared, this starfield would become incredibly chaotic.

He needed to hurry and finish repairing the mecha in front of him.

If something were to happen, this mecha might just be the key to him safely navigating this crisis.