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The roar pierced through the clouds.

The enormous shadow that had been pressing down on Star Harbour Plaza fell rapidly.

An interstellar shuttle bursts out of the clouds, its thrusters spewing air currents downwards.

The shuttle landed.

The hatches bounced to both sides.

"Damn it! Which blind bastard dares to run wild on my turf!"

A fat man with a large belly stepped out of the cabin.

He had a mouthful of gold teeth, and only two buttons on his coat were fastened, the fat on his abdomen making the fabric feel tight.

The peak-level Star Lord's blood and energy suddenly dispersed, creating a sonic boom cloud above the flying shuttle.

Governor of Grey Crystal Star, Taylor.

He had just received news at the Governor's Mansion that someone had broken into the Starport and dismantled twelve Star Core-class mechs with their bare hands.

Taylor didn't even have time to change his clothes before summoning his guards, ready to personally suppress the rioters.

"Kneel down, all of you..."

Taylor stopped mid-sentence.

Hermann stood in front of the wreckage.

White military dress uniform, silver pointed ears, and a double-star spire badge pinned to the chest.

The number of the Imperial Seventh Border Fleet is clearly visible.

Inspector!

Taylor's legs immediately lost their strength.

thump!

His body crashed to the ground.

Using the momentum of his forward motion, he slid his knees for more than ten meters before finally stopping at Hermann's feet.

"Your humble servant is Governor Taylor of Gray Crystal Star!"

"Greetings, Your Excellency the Inspector!"

The senior guards behind them froze in place, unsure whether to raise or lower their pulse guns.

They usually followed Taylor and ran rampant on Gray Crystal Star, not even putting the governors of the various districts of the starport in their eyes.

Now, Taylor pressed his head firmly to the ground, not daring to straighten his back.

Herman glanced down at him, then raised his hand to straighten his collar, which had been disheveled by Lin Feng.

The anger that had been building up along the way finally found an outlet.

"Governor Taylor."

Herman lifted his foot and stepped on Taylor's shoulder.

"Your Gray Crystal Star has quite the rules."

The oppressive force of the cosmic realm then descended.

The floor tiles beneath Taylor shattered with a crackling sound, and he was forced to lie face down on the ground, his belly fat spreading out to both sides.

"You dared to bomb even my mothership, how do you plan to explain this?"

Taylor's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He turned around and pointed to the guard captain not far away.

"You bastard!"

"Who gave you the audacity to fire on the Inspector General's mothership?!"

The captain of the guard turned pale and was about to explain when Taylor got up from the ground and kicked him in the chest.

Click!

The captain of the guard suffered a broken sternum and coughed up a large amount of blood.

"Your Excellency, it's you...!"

"fart!"

Taylor rushed up and kicked him again.

"I ordered you to maintain order at the starport, not to attack Imperial warships!"

"Drag him away! Put him in the heavy prison and wait for the Inspector to deal with him personally!"

Several guards quickly put away their weapons and dragged the captain of the guard away.

Taylor then turned around, bent over, and moved closer to Herman.

"Sir, it's a misunderstanding, absolutely a misunderstanding!"

"These low-ranking guards have never seen an Imperial warship before, and they're not very bright. If I had known you were coming, I would have led the entire Governor's Mansion to greet you outside the atmosphere!"

Herman kicked him in the stomach.

Taylor rolled twice, and as soon as she stopped, she immediately got up, not even daring to brush the dust off her body.

Don't give me that.

Herman pointed to the mothership docked in the square.

"This inspector was on a secret imperial mission when he was attacked during the jump, and the warship's hull and propulsion system were damaged."

"The warships are now anchored in your jurisdiction. What do you suggest we do?"

"build!"

Taylor answered without hesitation.

"Your humble servant will immediately assemble the best engineering team from Gray Crystal Star!"

"The Governor's Office will provide all the necessary materials. We will ensure your warships are back on track within three days!"

Hermann withdrew his foot, his anger subsiding considerably.

Lin Feng didn't participate in the two's performance at all.

He tossed the last piece of the mech core to Barron and pointed to the gold-lacquered shuttle that Taylor had brought.

"Barron, go check out that shuttle."

"The outer layer of gold paint is a flow-guiding gold, so we scraped it off first. There were valuable parts inside, so we removed those as well."

"Alright, bro!"

Barron stuffed the mech core into his storage equipment, grabbed a wrench, and headed straight for the shuttle.

He climbed up using the landing gear, inserted a wrench into the gap in the outer shell, and pried it outwards with force.

Crunch!

A metal plate on the side of the shuttle was forcibly ripped off.

Taylor's face twitched twice.

That was his personal flying shuttle.

The outer layer of gold was bought at a high price from the black market; the painting alone cost him over 800,000 star coins.

"Who is this...?"

Taylor had barely opened his mouth when he noticed Herman standing still, not even trying to stop him.

Even when Barron was removing the second metal plate, Hermann took two steps to the side.

Taylor immediately shut up.

The reason he was able to sit in the position of Governor of Gray Crystal Star is that he is best at judging who should not be messed with.

Herman didn't dare to interfere, let alone speak up.

Taylor turned around and took out his communicator.

"Bring all the heavy construction machinery in Xinggang over here!"

"All senior engineers, assemble immediately! Anyone who fails to arrive within ten minutes will be dismissed!"

Before long, hundreds of construction vehicles drove into the square.

The maintenance platform surrounded the mothership, and hundreds of engineers wearing radiation protection suits boarded the ship to begin scanning the armor and engine room.

Lin Feng sat on the landing gear of the shuttle, with his spear lying horizontally in front of him.

On the other side, Barron had already scraped off half of the guide gold from the shuttle and was preparing to disassemble the thruster.

Taylor stood to the side, wanting to speak several times, but ultimately held back.

Twenty minutes later, the chief engineer jumped off the maintenance platform.

He took off his helmet, quickly walked over to Taylor, and whispered a few words in Taylor's ear.

After listening, Taylor first wiped the sweat from his forehead, then bent over and walked up to Herman.

"Sir, there are no major problems with the outer armor and conventional power system."

"There are ready-made materials in the Governor's warehouse; it can be repaired within a day."

Herman raised his chin.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Taylor didn't move.

"There's one more problem."

"explain."

"The flow core of the jump engine has burned out."

Taylor lowered his voice.

"To complete the repair, at least thirty kilograms of high-purity Zijin source ore are needed. Ordinary purity is insufficient for the jump, and forcibly starting it will cause the engine to explode."

Hermann's impatience deepened.

"Then let's go to the warehouse and get it."

"You're in charge of a mineral-rich planet, and you can't even produce thirty kilograms of Purple Gold Ore?"

"My lord, Gray Crystal Star does indeed produce Purple Gold Source Ore, but it is a strategic resource of the Empire, and its annual output is less than a thousand kilograms."

Taylor spread his hands.

"The most troublesome thing is that the mining rights for this type of mine do not belong to the Governor's Office."

"The entire purple-gold mining area on Gray Crystal Star is controlled by the Bloodthorn Conglomerate."

Herman turned his head.

"Could a local tycoon bypass the governor's office and monopolize strategic mineral resources?"

Taylor was waiting for this very sentence.

"The Bloodthorn Conglomerate has powerful backers."

"They have a very close relationship with a big shot in the military in the capital. The contracts, approvals, and transportation permits are all in order. I've tried to deal with them several times, but they simply don't acknowledge it."

"The underground black market on Gray Crystal Star is also under their control."

"They only care about money there. Without money, you can't even get a single ore sample."

Taylor bent down even lower as he spoke.

"My lord, I have served as an official for many years and have never been honest and upright. The Governor's Office still needs to keep Gray Crystal Star running, and we simply cannot come up with tens of millions of star coins."

Herman was eager to return to the capital and had no interest in getting entangled with local forces.

"They dare to withhold the supplies needed by the Imperial regular fleet?"

Hermann snorted coldly.

"lead the way!"

"Let's go to the underground black market!"

Taylor was overjoyed and quickly turned to the side.

"Please, sir, I will personally lead the way for you!"

Herman raised his hand and reached for the interstellar storage buckle at his waist.

He stopped when his palm touched the storage lock.

The money in my private account was all spent in the last star sector.

To promote a newly debuted female celebrity, he booked more than a dozen shows and bought the entire set of luxury goods she endorsed.

The mothership's bottom compartment originally contained a batch of munitions, energy blocks, and spare materials.

A few hours ago, all those items were put into Lin Feng's storage equipment.

Barron even removed the circuit boards from the bulkhead.

Herman can't even afford a bottle of high-grade nutrient solution now, except for his military uniform and inspector's badge.

Taylor waited for a long time, bending over.

Hermann's hand was still on the storage lock, and he hesitated to make a further move.

"grown ups?"

Taylor spoke cautiously.

"Your Star Coins..."

Herman coughed twice and slowly lowered his hand.

"This inspector set off in a hurry and did not bring any cash with him."

Taylor was stunned.

Dozens of guards also lowered their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.

A dignified imperial inspector, he wanted to buy strategic minerals on the black market, but he didn't have any money on him.

Herman turned to Lin Feng, his tone softening considerably.

"Sir, all the supplies on the warship have been given to you."

"I'm really short on cash."

Lin Feng jumped off the landing gear.

The spear landed on the ground, its butt smashing a hole in the floor tiles.

He walked up to Herman and patted him on the shoulder.

Hermann's body swayed twice.

"You should have said you didn't have the money earlier."

Lin Feng walked past Herman and stood in front of Taylor.

Taylor instinctively took a half step back.

The gun barrel rose, pressed against Taylor's thick chin, and pushed his head up.

Where is the underground black market?

"The main urban area has three underground levels."

"Is the Bloodthorn Corporation's main treasury also located there?"

"It's inside, at the very back."

Taylor quickly added.

"However, there are many guards there, including retired military experts. Without a transaction certificate, outsiders cannot get in."

Lin Feng sheathed his spear and carried it on his shoulder.

"If you don't have money, don't pretend to be rich."

Herman was embarrassed, but dared not refute.

Lin Feng took two steps toward the plaza exit, then stopped.

"Taylor".

"exist!"

"lead the way."

Taylor tentatively began to speak:

"About the star coins..."

Raymond Lam gave a wicked smile.

"Who said it would cost money?"

"Your Excellency, the Inspector, go buy something for free."

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