Farm

"Ladies and gentlemen, we may have run into a small problem. Since we haven't found a way to secure the spaceship, it won't be able to shut down and dock." Zhou Wu picked up the communicator and said calmly:

"Fortunately, there's no need to worry too much. The spaceship will land in five minutes. Please put on your spacesuits and prepare for landing."

The passengers in the cabin could no longer remain composed. An uproar broke out.

"Colonel Zhou, how long will the spaceship's fuel last?" the official in charge of this landing plan hurriedly asked.

Zhou Wu said, "About five hours."

"Five hours should be enough. If things really don't work out by then, I authorize you to abandon this spaceship."

"Yes, Chief!"

As the spaceship slowly drew closer to the deck.

The spaceship's hatch opened, and before long, a group of people in bulky spacesuits filed out one after another.

The gravity here seemed to exist and not exist at the same time. It was less than one-fifth of Earth's, and nearly everyone drifted forward.

"It's so huge here!"

"Look at those spaceships!"

"Hiss, what a level of craftsmanship!"

"They're probably all made of compressed metal!"

Everyone looked around restlessly, unable to suppress the excitement on their faces.

Three triangular-winged spaceships lay prone on the deck like three flattened hillocks, resembling giant beasts arranged in a row and giving off an immense feeling of oppression.

Even more shocking was that the surfaces of these colossal spaceships were smooth enough to reflect light. There wasn't the slightest trace of welding or assembly anywhere on them.

Just this terrifying level of processing already exceeded the limits of human imagination.

Especially since these three craft were made of compressed metal.

Great Xia Nation's reserves of compressed metal were not small either.