The roar penetrated the clouds.
The huge shadow pressing down on the Star Harbor Plaza quickly fell.
An interstellar shuttle broke out of the clouds, its thrusters spraying air waves downward.
The shuttle landed.
The hatches pop to both sides.
"Damn it! What stupid bastard dares to run wild on my territory!"
A fat man with a big belly stepped out of the hatch.
He has a mouth full of gold teeth, only two buttons on his coat, and the fat on his belly makes his clothes tight.
The energy and blood of the Star Master at his peak suddenly dispersed, and a sonic boom cloud exploded above the shuttle.
Graycrystal Star Governor, Tyler.
He had just received news at the Governor's Mansion that someone had forced their way into the starport and dismantled twelve Starcore Rank mechas with their bare hands.
Tyler didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he directly called in the guards and prepared to personally suppress the troublemakers.
"Kneel down for me..."
Only half of the words were shouted when Tyler stopped.
Herman is standing in front of the wreckage.
Wearing a white military uniform, silver pointed ears, and a double-star spire badge on his chest.
The number Imperial Seventh Border Defense Fleet is clearly visible.
Inspector!
Tyler lost strength in both legs on the spot.
Plop!
The body hit the ground.
Taking advantage of the inertia of his forward motion, his knees slid more than ten meters and finally stopped at the feet of Herman.
"Xiaguan Graycrystal Star Governor Tyler!"
"Kowtow to the Inspector!"
The senior guard at the rear was frozen on the spot, unable to raise or release the pulse gun in his hand.
They follow Tyler around Graycrystal Star on weekdays, and even the governors of each district in Starport do not look down upon them.
Now, Tyler has his head firmly pressed to the ground and cannot even straighten his waist.
Herman lowered his head and glanced at him, then raised his hand to straighten the collar that was torn apart by Lin Feng.
The anger that had accumulated along the way finally had a place to vent.
"Tyler Governor."
Herman lifted his foot and stepped on Tyler's shoulder.
"You Graycrystal Star, you have a lot of rules."
Cosmic Realm's pressure then fell.
Tyler The floor tiles under him cracked and shattered, and he was forced to lie on the ground, with the fat on his belly spread out to both sides.
"You even dared to bomb the inspector's mothership. How are you going to explain it?"
Tyler Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He turned around and raised his hand to point to the guard captain not far away.
"Shit!"
"Who gave you the courage to open fire on the Lord Inspector's mothership?"
The guard captain's face turned pale, and just as he was about to explain, Tyler had already gotten up from the ground and kicked him in the chest.
Click!
The guard captain's sternum was broken and he spat out a large stream of blood.
"My Lord Governor, it's you..."
"Fart!"
Tyler rushed forward and added another kick.
"I asked you to maintain security in the star port, but I didn't ask you to attack the imperial warship!"
"Drag it away! Take it to a severe punishment prison first, and wait for the inspection envoy to deal with it personally!"
Several guards quickly put away their weapons and dragged the guard captain down.
Tyler then turned around and hunched over Herman.
"Sir, there is a misunderstanding, it is definitely a misunderstanding!"
"These low-level guards have never seen an imperial warship, and their brains are not very good. If I knew you were coming in advance, I would have taken the entire Governor's Mansion to meet you outside the atmosphere!"
Herman kicked him in the stomach.
Tyler rolled over twice and got up immediately after stopping. He didn't even dare to pat the dust on his body.
"Stop doing this."
Herman points to the mothership parked in the square.
"This patrol envoy was carrying out a secret mission of the empire. Warp Jump was attacked on the way, and the hull and power system of the battleship were damaged."
"Now that the warship is parked in your jurisdiction, what should you do?"
"Fix!"
Tyler answered without hesitation.
"Xiaguan immediately mobilizes Graycrystal Star's best engineering team!"
"Whatever materials are needed will be borne by the Governor's Mansion. Within three days, your battleship will be restored to navigation capability!"
Herman took back his feet, and the anger on his face disappeared a lot.
Next to them, Lin Feng did not participate in their performance at all.
He threw the last mecha core to Balen and raised his hand to point to the gold paint shuttle brought by Tyler.
"Balen, go and see that shuttle."
"The outer layer of gold paint is diversion gold, so I scraped it off first. There are valuable parts inside, so they were also dismantled."
"Okay, big brother!"
Balen stuffed the mecha core into the storage equipment, picked up the wrench and went straight to the shuttle.
He climbed up on the landing gear, inserted the wrench into the gap in the shell, and pried it out hard.
Crunch!
A metal plate on the side of the shuttle was forcefully lifted off.
Tyler's face was twitched twice.
That's his exclusive shuttle.
He bought the outer diversion gold at a high price from Black Market, and the spraying cost alone cost more than 800,000 star coins.
"This is..."
As soon as Tyler opened his mouth, he found Herman standing there, not even intending to stop him.
Even when Balen removed the second metal plate, Herman took the initiative to take two steps to the side.
Tyler Shut up now.
Being able to sit in the position of Governor Graycrystal Star, what he is best at is judging who cannot be messed with.
Herman didn't even dare to care, and he was even less qualified to speak.
Tyler turned around and took out the communicator.
"Transfer the heavy construction machinery from the All-Star Port!"
"All senior engineers must assemble immediately. If they cannot arrive within ten minutes, they will all be dismissed!"
Not long after, hundreds of construction vehicles drove into the square.
The maintenance platform surrounded the mothership, and hundreds of engineers wearing radiation protection suits boarded the hull and began scanning the armor and power compartments.
Lin Feng was sitting on the landing gear of the shuttle, with the long gun placed across his legs.
On the other side, Balen has scraped off the small half of the shuttle's guide gold and is preparing to remove the propeller.
Tyler stood nearby and wanted to speak several times, but finally endured it all.
More than twenty minutes later, the chief engineer jumped down from the maintenance platform.
He took off his helmet, quickly came to Tyler, and reported a few words in Tyler's ear.
After listening, Tyler first wiped the sweat from his forehead, then walked up to Herman with his waist bent.
"Sir, there are no major problems with the outer armor and conventional power systems."
"There are ready-made materials in the warehouse of the Governor's Palace, and the repair can be done in one day."
Herman raised his chin.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Tyler didn't move.
"There is one more problem."
"Say."
"The diversion core of the Warp Jump engine is burned out."
Tyler Lower your voice.
"To complete the repair, at least thirty kilograms of high-purity Purple Gold Sourceflow Ore are needed. Ordinary purity cannot meet the requirements of Warp Jump, and forced startup will cause the engine to explode."
Herman's face showed even greater impatience.
"Then go to the warehouse and get it."
"You are in charge of a mineral planet, can't you even produce thirty kilograms of Purple Gold Sourceflow Ore?"
"Sir, Graycrystal Star does produce Purple Gold Sourceflow Ore, but it belongs to the empire's strategic resources, and the annual output is less than one thousand kilograms."
Tyler spread his hands.
"The most troublesome thing is that the mining rights of this kind of mine do not belong to the Governor's Palace."
"The entire Graycrystal Star Zijin Mine Area is controlled by Bloodthorn Consortium."
Herman turned his head.
"Can a local plutocrat monopolize strategic minerals, bypassing the Governor's Office?"
Tyler is waiting for this sentence.
"There is someone behind Bloodthorn Consortium."
"They have a deep relationship with a big shot in Imperial Capital Military Department. The contracts, approval documents, and transportation procedures are all complete. I have been under the supervision of officials several times, but they don't recognize it at all."
"Graycrystal Star underground Black Market is also controlled by them."
"They only accept money there. There is no money, and they can't even get a sample of the ore."
Tyler After saying this, he bent even lower.
"Sir, I have been an official for many years, and I have nothing to lose. The money on the books of the Governor's Mansion still has to keep Graycrystal Star running, and I really can't afford tens of millions of star coins."
Herman is in a hurry to return to Imperial Capital and has no intention of getting entangled with local forces.
"How dare they withhold the things that the empire's regular fleet needs?"
Herman snorted coldly.
"Lead the way!"
"Go underground Black Market!"
Tyler felt happy and quickly turned sideways.
"My lord, please, I will personally guide you!"
Herman raised his hand and touched the interstellar storage buckle on his waist.
He stopped after his palm touched the storage buckle.
All the money in the private account was spent in the last star sector.
In order to support a newly debuted female star, he booked more than ten performances in a row and bought a complete set of luxury goods endorsed by her.
There was originally a batch of munitions, energy blocks and spare materials stored in the bottom warehouse of the mothership.
A few hours ago, all those things went into Lin Feng's storage equipment.
Balen Even the circuit board on the bulkhead was removed.
Herman Now besides the military uniform and patrol badge, he can't even afford a bottle of high-grade nutrient solution.
Tyler hunched over and waited for a long time.
Herman's hand is still on the storage buckle, but he has not made any next move.
"My lord?"
Tyler Be careful when speaking.
"Your star coins..."
Herman coughed twice and slowly put down his hand.
"The inspector set out in a hurry and didn't bring any cash."
Tyler was stunned.
Dozens of guards also lowered their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.
The dignified imperial inspector went to Black Market to buy strategic minerals, but he didn't have any money.
Herman turned to Lin Feng, his tone softened a lot.
"Your Excellency, all the supplies in the battleship are given to you."
"I really can't get enough money here."
Lin Feng jumped off the landing gear.
The spear fell to the ground, and the tail of the spear made a crater in the floor tiles.
He walked up to Herman, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.
Herman's body swayed twice.
"If you don't have money, tell me earlier."
Lin Feng crossed Herman and came to Tyler.
Tyler subconsciously took half a step back.
The gun barrel was raised, pressed against Tyler's fat chin, and pushed his head up.
"Where is Black Market underground?"
"The three-level underground main city area."
"Where is the general library of Bloodthorn Consortium?"
"In, in the innermost part."
Tyler quickly added.
"But there are a lot of guards over there, and there are retired masters from the Military Department. Outsiders can't get in without transaction certificates."
Lin Feng took back the spear and put it on his shoulder.
"Since you don't have money, don't pretend to be rich."
Herman couldn't help but didn't dare to refute.
Lin Feng took two steps towards the exit of the square and stopped again.
"Tyler."
"Here!"
"Lead the way."
Tyler tentatively spoke:
"That matter about the star coins..."
Lin Feng smiled evilly.
"Who said we have to spend money?"
"The inspection sent your lord to go shopping for zero yuan."