Raymond Raise your hand to close the resource list.
"The top 100 are just the minimum requirements."
"The resources Seventh Fleet gave you are not for free."
Lin Feng takes Broken Halberd back into the body.
"I want the quota."
Raymond nodded.
The entry list of Star Abyss Prodigy Battle is updated on the spot.
[Seventh Fleet participant: Lin Feng.]
[Bone age: Nineteen point five standard years.]
[Realm: Cosmic Realm sixth level.]
Herman stared at the last line, the corners of his mouth twitching.
The registration yesterday was still Star Lord Realm.
Today is the sixth level of the Cosmic Realm.
When people at Imperial Talent Office see this information, they probably need to check the database first and then check their own brains.
Raymond turned around and walked towards the exit of the treasure house.
"Meteorite Special Training Camp has been turned on."
"I'll take you there myself."
Lin Feng did not move.
"Wait for a while."
Raymond stopped.
"What else?"
"Return to Blue Star."
"Blue Star?"
"Yes, it's my planet."
Lin Feng scanned the newly allocated medicines and energy crystal cores in the resource library.
"Bloodthorn Consortium has targeted me."
"If they can't find me, they might go to Blue Star."
Herman's face darkened.
Bloodthorn Consortium dared to send killers in Imperial Capital, let alone a low-level planet far away from Silver Frost Core Star Sector.
"Send the resources back first."
Lin Feng continued, "Build up the defense line."
Raymond did not dissuade.
Protecting the home planet is a legitimate need.
What's more, Lin Feng is now participating in the war on behalf of Seventh Fleet.
Blue Star has been stolen, and it is impossible for Lin Feng to enter Star Abyss with peace of mind.
Raymond Open the legion terminal.
"Deploy a Sovereign-grade assault ship."
Herman looked up suddenly.
"Legion Commander, Sovereign-grade?"
"Is there a problem?"
"That's Seventh Fleet's top reconnaissance warship!"
Herman stretched out his hand and gestured twice.
Suddenly there was the sound of something falling to the ground in the corner.
Bang!
Balen dropped the wrench in his hand and rushed over in a few steps.
"Sent to us?"
Raymond rolled his eyes at him.
"It's a pretty idea, let me borrow it."
"How long will you borrow it for?"
"One year."
Balen quickly took out the terminal.
"How will the normal wear and tear of the ship's hull be calculated after one year?"
Herman's eyelids twitched.
"You're starting to think about how to dismantle it before it's even opened?"
"Professional habits."
Balen explains carefully.
"I have to ask clearly about the boundaries of property rights first."
Raymond A vein stretched out on his forehead.
"The thrusters, weapon systems, and stealth modules are missing one screw. I'll replace it with you."
Balen silently put away the terminal and curled his lips.
"Seventh Fleet is so big, why bother with screws?"
Ten minutes later, a silver-gray assault ship docked outside the resource depot.
When the battleship is stationary, the naked eye can only see a piece of distorted air.
The hatch opens.
Balen stood there, raising his hands above his head.
"Sent!"
He turned and rushed towards the transport area.
"All shipped!"
"Raine's cosmic-grade purple source core is installed in the No. 1 stable cabin!"
"Fifty pieces of law enforcement mecha power cores, seal them up separately, don't break them!"
"The array base removed from the hearing hall is placed on the bottom floor of the cargo bay!"
"Where are those Star-Ring Alloy fragments?"
A Seventh Fleet soldier points to the rear.
"Twelve cars, all over there."
Balen rushed over to check it out.
"Three hundred kilograms missing."
The soldier's expression changed.
"There will be no mistakes in counting the records."
Balen took out three thick pieces of metal from the tool bag behind his back.
"Oh, here I am."
The soldier was silent.
Herman Covered his face.
"When did you stuff it in?"
"When you're running for your life."
"You're still carrying three hundred kilograms while running for your life?"
Balen patted his belly.
"Don't leave supplies behind."
Lin Feng stood at the boarding gate and watched the supplies being continuously transported into the cargo hold.
Mecha core.
Space-level power furnace.
Star Ring strategic alloy.
Seventh Fleet transferred the energy crystal core, cultivation potion and defense equipment.
These things are placed in Imperial Capital, just a batch of trophies.
Sending Blue Star back will make the entire civilization take a big step forward.
Two hours later, all twelve cargo holds of Silver Falcon Assault Ship were fully loaded.
Balen stood in front of the console and put on a military cap he had just received from Imperial Military Supply Office.
The hat was too big, covering half of my face.
Lin Feng looked at him.
"Balen."
Balen pushed the hat up.
"Here!"
"From now on, you are responsible for all military supplies and defense transformation of Blue Star."
Balen Put your belly up.
"Grand Quartermaster?"
"That's right."
"Is it organized?"
"Yes."
"Where's the salary?"
"Blue Star warehouse is under your control."
Balen stopped breathing.
The next second, he grabbed Lin Feng's hand and shook it hard twice.
"Brother!"
"I have never been with the wrong person in my life!"
Herman sneered from the side.
"He's just letting you take care of it, not letting you empty it out."
Balen Let go of your hand.
"You don't understand management."
"How can I register the things in the warehouse if I don't have them in my hands?"
Lin Feng ignored the two of them.
"Within a year."
"Use these items to upgrade Blue Star's orbital defense."
He pointed to Raine's power furnace.
"This thing is connected to the Leyline Energy Tower."
"Using it as the core to rebuild the global defense network."
Then he pointed at the fifty mecha cores.
"Transformed into a railgun energy node."
"Star-Ring Alloy is all used on the outer layer of Blue Star Protective Array."
Balen Record quickly.
"What about defense standards?"
"Cosmic level."
"Within one year, if ordinary Cosmic Realm dares to approach Blue Star, they will be directly bombarded to death."
Balen couldn't hide the excitement on his face.
"As you command!"
The hatch slowly closed.
The assault ship activated its concealment system, and the entire warship disappeared from the docking area.
Heading to Blue Star coordinates.
Lin Feng stood on the base platform and watched the battleship leave.
Those who should be sent back were sent away.
Next, it was his turn to get something.
Raymond picked up the battle ax and opened a dark gray space door.
There is no base behind the door.
There is only a dark continent covered with meteorites.
Raymond steps into the channel.
"Let's go."
"In Meteorite Special Training Camp, the monsters from the eight fleets of the empire have arrived."
He looked back at Lin Feng.
"Those people are not soft persimmons."
On the other side of the space door, there was a sudden explosion.
A figure crashed through three meteorites and hit them heavily in front of the passage.
Immediately afterwards, a hand covered with silver scales reached into the smoke and grabbed the man's neck.
Click!
The neck bone was broken on the spot.
A low voice came from the darkness.
"Seventh Fleet's people, have they arrived?"