He came over, waved the mechanical arm cautiously, picked up the light cannon, turned around and crawled away at a speed that was close to running away.

Feifei looked into the distance and made sure that she could no longer feel the fluctuations of the monster. Then she felt relieved and directly connected to the communication within the ship and found Captain Hanford.

"Is the fight over?" the old captain asked.

"The fight is over! Is there anything strange in the boat?"

"Nothing has been found so far. I have asked Doctor Qiao to start checking. Also, half of the supplies on the ship were lost just now!"

"You can stop at Nuevo Seville or Lumina. Of course we will have free supplies, fresh meat, fish, fruits and vegetables, and good wine! I will make the arrangements."

What Feifei didn't know was that the corpse fragments of the "monster" that had been blasted to the point where only half of its head was left had already fallen into a state of complete silence. There was no longer any vitality in this pile of fragments.

At least not even the most sophisticated instruments in existence, nor the most accomplished psykers, can sense it.

It is slowly floating towards the green planet that seems to hang at the end of the sky.

At this moment, on that distant green planet, in the only modern city on the planet, the young worker leader, a Lumina youth named Babalu, had just woken up from his sleep.

Babalu closed his eyes for a few minutes in the small room, and then got up carefully. He was two and a half meters tall, which was considered a big man among the Rumina people. If he was not careful, his head would easily hit the ceiling.

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In the room, there is only a single bed that can only be slept on when curled up, a set of iron seats, and a cabinet, with a total area of ​​only three or four square meters. This is the most influential hotel in this city.

The whole life space of powerful young leaders.

He walked out of the room, stood on the solid metal corridor floor, and breathed in the air that was mixed with metal rust, sweat, and even heat waves. On both sides of the corridor, there were doors exactly like his own, extending all the way to the end.

It connects corridors leading to rail transit stations and shopping streets.

When you are here, you feel like you are in a huge fortress that seems to be built with steel.

This is actually the workers' dormitory of the Red Maple Factory, housing three thousand people. There are eight other dormitories of this size in the city.

Of course, they are all prepared for single workers.

Babalu greeted everyone he met warmly while striding towards the transportation station in the distance.

No one noticed that his smile was actually a little stiff.

He has a lot of work to deal with today. The tribes on the eastern plains jointly sent envoys to exchange food for industrial products; the city of Mel in the southern Great Lakes sent their velvet cloth and asked for help in selling it;

The headquarters also has military representatives, hoping to provide finished metals needed by the front line.
Chapter completed!