Plan (2/119)

"This thing really comes in handy."

Sitting in Dock No. 5, Liu Zhi held the pocket watch he had obtained from the spies and watched the workers and craftsmen bustling below. He couldn't help muttering to himself.

To repair this Death Star Ship, Liu Zhi had tracked down the workers who had dismantled it and sold off its parts.

They were just laborers. They could tear a battleship apart, but carefully taking it to pieces was another matter.

Liu Zhi suspected there had to be a shipwright behind them.

So he had the workers lure the shipwright over, then used MI6's pocket watch to implant a set of memories in him.

The shipwright believed he was working for MI6. Not only did he direct the workers to use every piece of machinery they could get out of Dock No. 5 on the Death Star Ship, he also told Liu Zhi about some leads.

The Death Star Ship's Main Cannon had been sold off to one of those places.

A long time had passed since then, and Liu Zhi had no idea whether the Death Star Ship's Main Cannon was still there.

One thing was certain, though: they would have better Main Cannons there.

If Liu Zhi could get his hands on one, perhaps they could upgrade their Death Star Ship to the next level.

But Liu Zhi wasn't about to do that. The lack of a Main Cannon wasn't his problem, and he couldn't conjure one out of thin air.

What concerned Liu Zhi more was how to modify the Death Star Ship.

He had already discussed it with the shipwright.

Whether it was a dreadnought or a Death Star Ship, both were essentially spaceships that couldn't fly.

Their shipbuilding requirements weren't particularly high. What mattered more was engineering, and