The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Clearly, Evelyn couldn't remain completely calm upon hearing this news; her eyes suddenly sharpened.

Since the matter has already involved the old powers, every second of delay could plunge the entire Star Sea into an abyss of no return.

Thinking of this, she immediately turned around and gave an order to Hopper, who was standing to the side, sweating profusely with fear.

"Hopper! Don't delay any longer!"

"Immediately retrieve the latest star map! Confirm our current location, how far we are from the nearest outpost, and how far we are from Ashmerkrin!"

"Regardless of the energy reserves consumed, immediately plan the optimal flight path and prepare to initiate an emergency warp jump!"

"Yes, young lady!"

Uncle Huo dared not be negligent in the slightest. He didn't even have time to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead before turning around and rushing towards the control panel like a whirlwind.

Seeing the Ark Merchant Guild's decisive action, Lorian finally felt half relieved.

He struggled to sit up and bowed deeply to Evelyn: "Miss Evelyn, this kindness, I, Lorian..."

"Let's save the thanks for later; we're just mutually benefiting."

Evelyn waved her hand, interrupting Lorian's thanks. She straightened her skirt and resumed her aloof and unapproachable demeanor.

"You've just recovered and are still very weak. Be patient and wait here for the jump preparations to begin."

"The medics on this ship will keep an eye on you at all times."

After saying that, she glanced at Mina, who was still lying nervously by the bedside, and softly called out, "Mina, come to the office with me."

"The situation we are about to face is very difficult. The business group must make emergency adjustments immediately. I need your assistance."

"Oh... okay, sister."

Mina nodded obediently, and before leaving, she waved her little fist at Lorian: "Get some rest, Uncle Ranger! We'll make sure you get there safely!"

With Evelyn and Mina gone, the bridge once again returned to its usual busy, orderly, and solemn atmosphere.

The beeping of various instruments and the reports from the helmsmen checking coordinates mingled together, signaling that the behemoth, the Golden Olive, was about to embark on a race against time.

Lorian lay back down on the hospital bed, his gaze drifting through the bridge window to the deep and vast starry sky outside.

For some reason, he felt that the once peaceful and beautiful Star Realm now seemed to be lurking with countless enormous shadows that would devour people.

"call……"

After a long while, Lorian let out a long sigh, his voice full of weariness and worry.

He muttered to himself, "I hope... this catastrophe can come a little later. Even just one more day would be good..."

……

Meanwhile, in the Asnard Galaxy, which is separated from the Proxima Centauri Galaxy by an unknown number of dimensional layers.

This is the holy land of Star Hunters.

It is also a lawless place where countless wanted criminals and outlaws gather, known as the Withered Leaf Court.

The star field is shrouded in a strange dark red nebula all year round. There is no starlight, only meteorite belts that emit a faint red light slowly float in the darkness.

The headquarters of the Fallen Leaf Court is located inside a giant dead star that has been completely hollowed out.

At this moment, the shipyard of this dead star is bustling with activity.

A dozen or so massive Starships, their surfaces scarred by impacts and covered in jagged barbs, slowly detached from their berths, like steel behemoths just emerging from the abyss.

Without exception, flags embroidered with leaf patterns were hung from the masts of these aircraft.

It is the symbol of the Fallen Leaf Garden, representing absolute plunder and slaughter.

It was clearly visible that the halls of every Starship were now filled with all sorts of Starship Hunters.

Some were wiping their equipment, some were counting their newly acquired supplies, and others were spouting off dirty jokes.

For a moment, unrestrained laughter and vulgar curses mingled together on the communication channel.

On the flagship of this fleet, a giant man, as big as a small mountain, was sitting on a seat carved from the skull of some kind of cosmic beast!

Half of his face was replaced by a mechanical prosthetic, and his only remaining eye was filled with a fierce glint.

This person is none other than Richard, one of the ten inspectors of Starsea Hunters, a level 132 legendary class [Star Destroyer Mechanic].

Since learning about the emergence of the Sun God Kingdom's secret realm from the Ashmerkton high command, he hasn't had a good night's sleep for several days.

After all, this kind of deal is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Looking at the entire era, it's estimated that you won't find a business bigger than this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have immediately sent the message to Vera, urging her to rush to the vicinity of the Rift to check the situation.

The problem is that Vera has been out of contact ever since.

No further news came back.

No one knows whether that woman really encountered some danger or simply took the secret realm she had cleared and ran away with the priceless Heart of the Blazing Sun inside.

In order to find out the situation as soon as possible, and also to prevent the business from being taken away by someone else.

He had no choice but to ask his superior for permission to take his men to the Rift Abyss.

"Vera, you'd better actually be in real danger and die, rather than trying to monopolize all the benefits!"

"Otherwise, I'll make you understand what it means to be more terrifying than death!"

Thinking of this, Richard murmured softly, the red light in his mechanical eyes flickering uncertainly.

"Boss, all ships have completed charging, and the coordinates have been locked."

"We're just waiting for your command to set off!"

Just then, a skinny henchman strode up to the seat and gave a fawning report.

"very good."

Upon hearing this, Richard grinned, revealing a set of jagged alloy fangs: "Tell the brothers, what we're going to do this time is enough to make our entire Fallen Leaf Court a fortune for several epochs!"

"Get your act together! Keep your eyes peeled, anyone who messes up now, I'll skin them alive!"

"Yes, yes, boss! Don't worry, the brothers know what's going on!"

"Alright! Pass down the order! Let's go!"

"roar!"

Soon, with Richard's order, the hulls of every Starship began to shake violently, visible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

The next moment, accompanied by a mechanical roar that shook the universe, more than a dozen starships bearing the flag of the Fallen Leaf Court spewed out of the harbor with blinding blue tail flames.

In an instant, these starships, teeming with star hunters, ruthlessly smashed through the meteorites along their path, transforming in the blink of an eye into more than a dozen streaks of light filled with murderous intent.

It roared towards the coordinates of the Rift Abyss.