"What did you say?"
Baroque stared fixedly at Deputy Legion Commander Yelo, briefly suspecting that he had misheard.
Among the major shelters in the Forbidden Zone, there were only five or six thousand second-rate goods, while two hundred high-grade goods was already pretty good. Yet Frost Shelter had more than sixty thousand second-rate goods, over nine hundred high-grade goods, and even eleven top-grade ones. That was equivalent to the haul of five or six shelters.
"Lord Baroque, I suspect there may be a problem with the detection equipment. Please allow me to have people inspect and repair it immediately." Facing Baroque's imposing presence, Yelo could not help explaining.
Frost Shelter having so many quality goods was certainly cause for wild delight, but if it was due to an equipment malfunction, that delight would surely turn into furious rage. Especially since Baroque had spent several years of savings to seize first place this time—going from heaven's delight to hell's despair might even cost him his life.
"Go." Baroque nodded without stopping him. On the contrary, he remained very calm.
Although inspecting the equipment would take quite some time, confirming the quantity of goods in the shelter was necessary. If they did not know the number, then even deciding how many to capture would become a problem. Capturing too many would certainly bring punishment, while capturing too few would reduce their contribution. Therefore, the quantity had to be confirmed. Not to mention that the detection equipment aboard the Space Battleship transmitted its findings directly to Prison Dragon Star, making it impossible to capture extra goods even if they wanted to.
"Yes!" Yelo immediately led people to inspect the detection equipment himself, not daring to delay in the slightest.
Meanwhile, as Yelo inspected the detection equipment, Frost Shelter was also more tense than