Yi Jue had brought quite a lot this time. There were seven or eight Space Mechas alone, as well as two Disc-Shaped Battleships. One of them had a diameter of nearly 280 meters; within a Space Fleet, a warship of that size was comparable to an Assault Ship.
However, roughly one-third of that vessel was damaged, and the remaining two-thirds were not entirely intact either.
Fortunately, the forward cockpit and central control room had not been damaged. The essential parts remained.
Seeing him staring at one of the ships, Yi Jue said somewhat embarrassedly, "This is the most intact one I could find... There were larger ships too, but they were far more badly damaged, so I didn't take them. Mainly because I didn't have much storage space left..."
Feng Jun knew that the main space warships in the Insectoid World could reach over a thousand meters in diameter, so he replied with a smile, "This is already very good. There are only so many larger warships. If one vanished for no reason, without even wreckage left behind... it would be easy for them to notice something unusual."
Then he looked at the smaller Disc-Shaped Battleship—its diameter was only around eighty meters. He knew its purpose; it was roughly equivalent to a Fire-Support Ship.
This Fire-Support Ship also bore exterior damage, but it was clear that none of it was serious. It should have counted as "intact." Feng Jun swept it with his Divine Sense, then nodded with a smile. "Good stuff. Is this because... its energy had been depleted?"
"Yes." Yi Jue nodded. "Originally, they intended to self-destruct the ship. No matter what, their fighting spirit was truly worthy of my respect."
Her admiration was sincere. Although the Human Race in the Insectoid World did not cultivate, they truly