"I can't use it."
Lin Feng Pat the snow powder off the light armor.
"This place is yours to take charge of."
Old Duan was stunned. He looked at the mothership in the sky and then at Lin Feng.
"Do you really want to go with them?"
Chen Guoliang used his only remaining hand to pull Balen away and strode forward.
"Are you going alone? Then you're like a sheep in a tiger's mouth?"
"Don't worry, trust me?"
Lin Feng's words made Chen Guoliang calm down.
"They're interested in my talent. I'll be fine."
Lin Feng looked at the mothership in mid-air, without concealing the calculation in his eyes.
"These people are so rich that Blue Star can live on for hundreds of years just by showing the cracks of their fingers."
"I'll go check out their lair and borrow some souvenirs."
Old Duan I understand.
This is not to be an officer of the Guards Battalion. This is under the guise of being a genius and preparing to purchase goods from the Silverfrost Empire.
"Be careful yourself."
Old Duan held the terminal tightly, "Blue Star With old bones like us watching, we can withstand even if the sky falls."
Lin Feng nodded.
He turned around and his eyes fell on Balen, who was studying the shield module with his butt sticking out.
"You, come with me."
Balen froze and sat down on the ground, his body trembling with fat.
"Brother! I'm just a technician! I don't know how to fight!"
"Outer space is too dangerous! I want to stay at Blue Star to do construction! Blue Star needs me!"
Balen held on to a cable and refused to let go.
"We need a handyman."
Lin Feng walked over, grabbed Balen by the back of his neck with one hand, and lifted him up like a chicken.
"Lead the way and identify the equipment honestly, and stop talking nonsense."
A blue tractor beam lowered from mid-air.
Lin Feng carried the howling Balen, bathed in the beam, and slowly ascended to the mothership.
The hundreds of thousands of troops below raised their weapons in unison.
The sound of weapons clashing shook the heaven and earth.
No one feels this is humiliating.
Because they knew that the man was not going out to be an imperial slave.
He went to be a living ancestor.
The bilge of the mothership.
As soon as the tractor beam dissipated, Herman came forward with a team of high-level guards with smiles on their faces.
"Your Excellency, welcome aboard."
Herman's attitude was extremely respectful and he made a gesture of please.
"I have arranged a top-notch luxury sleeping cabin for you. During the voyage, there is an unlimited supply of various interstellar delicacies and recovery potions."
Lin Feng casually threw Balen on the metal floor.
"Lead the way."
The level of luxury inside the mothership indeed exceeds that of the Skyhorn Clan's shabby battleship.
Both sides of the passage are paved with rare energy crystals.
Balen was lying on the ground, his eyes almost popping out of his head. He was pulling at the crystal buckle on the ground with both hands, wanting to chew it off with his teeth.
Lin Feng stepped on Balen's butt, kicked him a few meters away, and walked straight forward.
Along the way.
Herman personally led the way, his back straight and his steps full of wind.
The adjutant followed behind, lowering his voice.
"Sir, not only did we lose the level 4 shield array on this trip, but we also exempted Blue Star from taxes. How are we going to explain it to our superiors when we go back?"
"Excuse me!"
Herman snorted coldly in a voice that only two people could hear.
"What do you know! Nineteen-year-old Star Master! As long as you send Imperial Capital with this foundation, those old monsters will fight for your head!"
"As long as he is on my recommendation list, I can afford ten sets, not to mention one set of shields!"
Herman glanced at Lin Feng who was looking around behind him, and felt happy.
"The crazier this kid is now, the better. Once he reaches Imperial Capital and sees the true heritage of the empire, he will naturally know whose lap to embrace."
Both of them have their own hidden agendas.
Herman is thinking about how to achieve success by relying on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng is figuring out where the mothership's resource library is.
A few minutes later.
Lin Feng was placed in a room equipped with a small gravity simulation room and a private energy bath.
"You have a good rest, no one will disturb you until you arrive at Imperial Capital."
Herman exited the room backwards.
The alloy hatch closed tightly and the external access was thoughtfully locked.
The door just closed.
Lin Feng walked to the panoramic porthole.
The main engine at the bottom of the mothership made a low roar.
The entire huge ship body rose up, tearing open the atmosphere of Blue Star, and rushed directly into the boundless space.
In the main control room of the bridge.
Herman sat down on the large command chair, unbuttoned the military uniform at the collar, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Notify the driving team to lock the coordinates of the empire center Star Domain."
"Main engines fully loaded."
"Tear open the space barrier and prepare for the first super-light speed Warp Jump!"
The adjutant's fingers flew on the console and he quickly executed the instructions.
A dazzling blue light erupted from the front of the mothership.
The surrounding cosmic vacuum twisted violently, and a space tunnel slowly took shape.
The ship's hull trembled slightly and was about to sink into the tunnel.
"Warning!"
Main Control Console's big screen suddenly flashed a dazzling red light.
The entire bridge was instantly enveloped in the flashing light of the alarm.
Herman suddenly jumped up from the chair.
"What's going on!"
The adjutant looked at the frantically beating data on the screen, his face instantly turned pale and his hands were shaking.
"My lord..."
"The access to the heavy firepower armory on the bilge deck has been forcibly breached!"
"The spare energy blocks in the power room are disappearing in batches!"
Herman grabbed the adjutant by the collar, his eyes bulging out.
"Who did it!"
The adjutant trembled and switched the surveillance screen to the main screen.
in the screen.
The nineteen-year-old genius star master was breaking the central lock cylinder on the C-Rank titanium alloy defense warehouse door with one hand.
Kick open the warehouse door.
The fat dwarf next to him was pushing a floating cart that came by, and he moved the latest anti-matter grenade on the shelf neatly into the cart.
His skilled pickpocketing techniques are so sophisticated that even interstellar pirates would kowtow after seeing them.