Hilling Star.
The planet that had once been wilderness had now been completely transformed.
Under the catalysis of the massive amount of Emotion Points Hua Wei had invested, this place was evolving at an astonishing speed into the prototype of an interstellar empire.
A massive orbital ring, like the planet's steel arm, gleamed with a cold metallic luster beneath the starlight.
Countless engineering robots moved back and forth inside and outside the ring like industrious ants, welding, assembling, and calibrating.
The skeleton of an enormous spaceport had already taken shape, large enough to accommodate a vast fleet in the future.
Across the planet's surface, grand structures rose from the ground—spaceport command centers, energy hubs, matter synthesis plants, defensive array foundations... Their architectural styles were uniform, their lines sleek and cold, carrying a sense of technology far beyond the era. Efficient energy conduits and maglev transit networks connected them all, forming a smoothly operating whole.
In orbit, several small yet highly advanced engineering vessels bustled about, releasing tractor beams to guide enormous prefabricated components into precise alignment, steadily adding to the spaceport.
All of Hilling Star was enveloped in a cold, efficient atmosphere of construction.
Deep within the command center, the magnificent throne room had already been completed.
Hua Wei sat upon a throne forged from an unknown alloy, its lines simple yet radiating an invisible pressure.
Before him, a massive holographic star map displayed the real-time progress of the Hilling Star System's transformation.
On the system panel, the number representing Emotion Points continued to rise at a relatively steady yet sustained rate: 50,000,000+.
Hua Wei's gaze fell upon the "Host Upgrade" option.
The upgrade icon had already lit up.
He took a deep breath, preparing himself for the legendary agony of "marrow cleansing and bone reforging" and "soul-rending."
After all,