The Lost Starfield!

The days that followed

passed in a blur of work.

There was one small disappointment.

After more than twenty hours of effort,

they had painstakingly explored all four compartment nodes Mada and Xu Zhenzhi had identified.

But the standard modules in the warship wreck were too badly damaged.

In the end, the Dark Peng found only two intact standard modules:

a gold-quality super main cannon

and a gold-quality Star Destroyer Cannon.

Their attributes were respectable for modules of the same quality.

But given Wang Dong's standards these days, and the caliber of the Dark Peng,

he weighed the matter carefully

before deciding to mount them for now.

There was still plenty of capacity for shipboard weapons, after all.

But he certainly would not spend resources upgrading either weapon.

At best, they were stopgaps.

Once he found the right opportunity,

he would most likely use them as bargaining chips.

Though there were no further surprises,

everyone aboard the Dark Peng

was sincerely satisfied.

One red Legendary Quality module,

three gold-quality modules, and one purple-quality module.

What more could they ask for?

With the wreck thoroughly explored,

Zhou Tai did not rush to call it a day.

He calmly continued with the cleanup,

recovering everything they had left behind in the wreck

and carefully wiping away their traces

until no clues linking it to the Dark Peng remained.

The chances of anyone else exploring the wreck were vanishingly small,

but Zhou Tai still did what needed to be done, without cutting corners.

Wang Dong admired that diligence.

Over the years, Zhou Tai

had never stopped moving forward.

He had kept improving in every respect.

He had fully kept pace with the Dark Peng!

Once the cleanup was complete,

Wu Baiyi gave the eight-direction helm a gentle pull.

The Dark Peng slipped free