While all the players were enthusiastically celebrating the "siege battle," several light-years away from the Longhorn Whale Alpha Seat, a starship was traveling through the vacuum of space at the speed of light, heading straight for the resource planet.
"The port control room has responded. The spaceport gates are open."
"The helm is ready."
"The orbital route has been set."
"Operation module preset complete."
"Operating thrusters. Adjusting to faster-than-light mode—"
The onboard AI's voice rang out continuously.
But none of that was the main point. The main point was the thirty or forty representatives of interstellar powers standing near the observation window.
These representatives of interstellar powers had come from the Second, Third, and Fourth Star Spirals. The most distant had even come from the Seventh Star Spiral.
Although no powers from outside the star region—the equivalent of ten Star Spirals—had participated, this was already an extraordinary level of treatment for a planetary power that had only just emerged.
Even high-ranking officials of a star-region-level faction from a third-level civilization might not receive such treatment.
There was no helping it. The power of money was clearly universal throughout the stars.
Everyone coveted the planetary resources of the Longhorn Whale Alpha Seat. Quite a few of them had secretly funded the Son of Kun, and some were even supporters of the old Walter family.
But since force could not resolve the issue, adopting a more "fair" interstellar trade approach had become necessary.
In a sense, these representatives of interstellar powers were all sales representatives as well.
The one responsible for entertaining them was the player I Love Eating Buns.
At that moment, Buns was eloquently introducing the Cybertron Legion, from its Mech Rift Star era to its interstellar era and then its current resource-planet era.
According to Buns, the Cybertron Legion