Warehouse Number Three was located deep within the estate. Inside, a sleek, pitch-black spaceship sat quietly in the center.
The hull was about a thousand meters long, its lines sharp and fierce, like an ancient beast lying in wait. A dark gleam flowed across its surface, bearing the distinctive texture of F-grade alloy.
An F-grade spaceship.
In the universe, F-grade spaceships were already considered quite high-end. Most King-Level Immortals used vessels of this level.
As for G-grade spaceships above them, material and manufacturing limitations drove their prices up by hundreds of times, and they were extremely difficult to order.
But for Qin Ming, who was about to head to the Outer Battlefield, this spaceship was merely standard equipment.
His gaze passed over the spaceship and landed on the spherical device beside it.
The device was entirely made of translucent crystal, its interior densely packed with precise energy circuits. Though it was currently dormant, faint light still flickered across its surface.
An ultra-large detector.
This was the true priority.
The Outer Battlefield differed from every dangerous region in the Primal Universe.
It was a meat grinder where Humanity, the Machine Race, the Zerg, and the Monster Race—the four peak races—waged bloody war year-round. Every battlefield was vast beyond measure, often spanning light-years.
In such a place, detection range was the first line of survival.
Without a large detector, one was like a blind man walking along a cliff's edge.
Others could discover you, lock onto you, and attack you from hundreds of millions—or even a billion—kilometers away, while you might remain utterly unaware until death arrived.
This ultra-large detector had a detection radius of one billion kilometers and had cost Qin Ming 3.6 billion points.
Even that was the discounted price. At full price, it would have been around 6 billion.