Harvest

Wang Dong knew that the gains from this surprise attack had been maximized.

Thirteen hours had passed out of the twenty-four-hour "otherworldly battlefield."

He would be able to disengage in another eleven hours.

Facing the well-prepared Yatai civilization fleet, the War Axe did not charge headfirst as it had in previous encounters.

Instead, it changed course, avoiding the orbits of two heavily fortified military planets, and slowly retreated out of the star system.

The Yatai civilization reacted immediately. A large fleet composed of five motherships and five hundred battleships emerged as a cluster, launching an assault on the War Axe.

The remaining nearly two thousand warships formed a second line of defense behind them, advancing slowly in an arc formation.

"Very decisive. They understand that with the combat power the War Axe has displayed, a small-scale fleet formation would be insufficient to stop its breakthrough.

So, they simply canceled the planetary defenses and used their entire main force to drive off and surround the War Axe."

Wang Dong silently gave a thumbs-up to the Yatai civilization's commander.

Wang Dong had no interest in charging into such a dense formation.

If it were the War Axe at its peak, he might have been able to charge in and out three times, with minor damage to its armor and hull structure as a cost.

But the current War Axe was out of ammunition and had no power to fight back.

Wang Dong had no intention of starting another battle; the harvest was already huge. Perhaps with a few more charges, relying on the War Axe's speed and the secondary cannon's rapid fire, he could still take down dozens more warships.

However, the discounted origin point reward of only a dozen or so points was no longer something Wang Dong cared about.

After eating and drinking his fill, it was time to go home and sleep.

Facing the might of the Yatai civilization fleet, the War Axe's engine output slowly increased, and it began to accelerate. Three hours later, the War Axe flew out of the Yatai star system.

The Yatai civilization fleet stopped within the star system, sending only a few dozen warships to trail the War Axe from a distance until it was out of radar range.

With eight more hours until exiting the otherworldly space, and no enemies in sight, Wang Dong finally relaxed.

A Class 1 interstellar civilization did not have the capacity to pursue the War Axe.

As for whether the Yatai civilization might seek help from a higher-level interstellar civilization, that was not a concern for the moment.

The vastness of space and the immense distances were the greatest limitations for all interstellar civilizations.

The continuous fighting for over a dozen hours, while not intense, had still consumed a large amount of Wang Dong's physical and mental energy because he had to operate the warship alone, entering a mode of high-speed human-machine data interaction.

The battle was finally over, and as Wang Dong relaxed, he felt a sense of exhaustion.

At the same time, his stomach rumbled with intense hunger.

He hadn't had a drop of water for over a dozen hours since entering the "otherworldly battlefield."

Fortunately, the War Axe's provisions were quite ample. After making a request to the Shipborne Optical Computer, a sumptuous breakfast was placed before Wang Dong within minutes.

Breakfast, no problem.

Wang Dong entered the otherworldly space around 13:00 on June 22nd, Star Calendar 10105.

Sixteen hours later, the current time is around 5:00 on June 23rd, which could barely be considered breakfast time.

After leisurely enjoying the abundant food, Wang Dong wiped his mouth and strolled through the command cabin.

After adjusting the light filtering mode, the starlight streamed through the viewport, making Wang Dong feel as if he were immersed in an ocean of stars.

He tilted his head back and closed his eyes slightly.

Wang Dong smiled faintly.

His first foray into the otherworldly battlefield, a full half-year earlier than in his previous life, was complete.

My former enemies, the noose of fate has bared its ferocious fangs, are you ready?

He patiently waited until the twenty-four-hour otherworldly battlefield ended.

There were still a few hours left until the end of this otherworldly battlefield session.

With nothing else to do, Wang Dong took a tour of the War Axe.

Because he needed to disguise it as if nothing had happened and that he was just out for normal mining, the last time had been rushed. Wang Dong had been eager to mine and hadn't thoroughly inspected the ship.

Although he had spent over ten years with the War Axe before his rebirth and was very familiar with it.

But that was then, and this is now.

Without using the magnetic levitation discs, Wang Dong walked around the War Axe on foot.

The "Pond" was a Scout-class Destroyer.

Its hull length was 323 meters, its widest point was 70 meters, and its maximum height reached 75 meters.

The main functional areas were divided into four levels.

There was one command cabin, several operation cabins, dozens of crew cabins, one medical bay, one reception lounge, and three cargo holds located in different positions along the hull.

Additionally, there were over twenty other functional cabins such as an entertainment cabin, a conference cabin, and reserve cabins.

For Wang Dong, who was currently alone, it was far too vast.

Actually, under normal circumstances, a Kindling Warship isn't something a Captain can manage all by himself.

Finally, after returning to the command cabin, Wang Dong let out a satisfied breath.

He took stock of his gains.

Remaining origin points: 1876 points!

A beautiful number, it shimmered with golden light in Wang Dong's eyes.

The origin points had increased from the original 12 points to 1876.

An increase of one thousand eight hundred and sixty-four points!

What did this mean?

Based on Wang Dong's experience before his rebirth, a normal Kindling Warship would gain anywhere from a few dozen to a few hundred origin points per otherworldly battlefield.

On average, the profit from one otherworldly battlefield was around one hundred origin points.