A moment after Qin Zhenzi left, she returned, still smiling brightly, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.
The golden-skinned little pretty boy had not given it much thought. He was simply staring at the resource planet in the distance with intense curiosity.
"Hmm?"
Through the space window, the golden-skinned little pretty boy suddenly widened his eyes. He had spotted a gigantic figure.
"That is—"
"The legendary Son of Kun? I was surprised too when I received the news."
Qin Zhenzi countered, "You seem to have seen him before?"
The golden-skinned little pretty boy shook his head and said, "Not with my own eyes, but I saw his file at the military headquarters: 'Extreme Organism No. 11 (Priority Mark).'"
"Why doesn't he leave?" Confusion filled the little pretty boy's voice.
A strange light flashed in Qin Zhenzi's eyes.
"Perhaps for some intelligent life-forms, death is far from being a punishment. Despair is."
As the spaceship gradually entered outer space and the traction beams lit up, its speed steadily dropped, transitioning from the speed of light to the speed of sound. A mechanical behemoth also appeared before them.
"Isn't that a spaceport? You can even build spaceports!?"
The little pretty boy was shocked again. Even within the Galen Federation, only certain key military planets received treatment like this.
This time, even Qin Zhenzi was dumbfounded.
It was her first time seeing this kind of space construction too.
"Sis Zhenzi, you're back." Sprout's cheerful voice suddenly rang out through the communicator.
Qin Zhenzi could not afford to lose face in front of outsiders, so she smiled and said:
"Sprout, are you in charge of this spaceport now?"
"Actually, there's not much to manage. I just check the data occasionally. The spaceport has already been connected to cyberspace, and lots of