Nine Alliance Headquarters, Galaxy City.
The Nine Alliance's top brass and more than a hundred of its foremost researchers all stared at the enormous projection, mouths agape and eyes wide, watching in stunned silence.
On the screen was a gigantic mechanical planet.
Countless starships, mechas, and wreckage floated around it, forming a planetary ring. Starships casually discarded across the planet were like mountain ranges, while piled-up armor was like towering peaks. Every new scene displayed drew a sharp intake of breath.
An artificially manufactured planet—what an earth-shattering sight that was.
Such technology existed only in science-fiction fantasies.
One had to understand: what an immense amount of energy would be needed to propel a planet? Setting energy aside, the terrifying centrifugal force generated by its rotation alone—what kind of material could possibly be strong enough to withstand it?
This was undoubtedly a problem of the century. With the Nine Alliance's current technology, it simply could not manufacture such a colossal planetary engine.
Even the largest Starship Port was only a hundred li across, whereas this planet was larger than the Home Planet itself, with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of kilometers. The difference between them was countless times over.
How could there be such an enormous gap between civilizations?
At that moment, this thought rose in everyone's mind. And this was the Mechanical Empire's Imperial Star from ten thousand years ago.
Long Jianzhang was also deeply moved. Looking at that colossal Imperial Star, he felt an unprecedented shock. He had seen it before, yet seeing it again still left him awestruck.
His gaze swept over the crowd, taking in everyone's stunned expressions. No, wait—why did it seem like someone was drooling?
Liang Wanqiu, the chief starship research expert, had light blazing in his eyes, while tears streamed from the corners