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Morgan's face twitched violently as he roared hoarsely, "You dare! Bloodthorn Corporation..."

Click!

Bring your five fingers together.

The explosion-proof glass cover shattered with a crash, and the high-energy nutrient solution spilled all over the ground.

Lin Feng pressed his palm down.

boom!

Blood, flesh, and bone fragments flew everywhere. The headless corpse slumped back onto the wheelchair, blue and white liquid mixed with blood flowing all over the ground.

[Ding! Killed a half-step Cosmic Realm alien, gained 300,000 Star Points!]

The hall was deathly silent.

The guests covered their heads and clung tightly to the wall, while the thugs scrambled and crawled towards the gate, not even daring to pick up the weapons lying on the ground.

Lin Feng shook off the crumbs from his hands and kicked the wheelchair away.

"Barron, get to work."

"Big brother's here!"

Barron was so excited he was shaking.

He darted to the main warehouse's composite tungsten steel door, stuck the chip to the identification area, and quickly connected the universal decryptor in his hand.

"The Imperial military's backdoor is really useful!"

Barron's ten fingers left afterimages as he typed on the keyboard.

drop!

With the sound of machinery turning, the vault door, which was said to be able to withstand the bombardment of a cosmic-level main cannon, slowly slid open to both sides.

As soon as the door opened a crack, a rich purple light spilled out.

Lin Feng stepped inside.

The total warehouse is about half the size of a football field.

In the very center, a small hill of high-purity Zijinyuan ore was piled up.

The purple light illuminated the entire warehouse as bright as day.

On the left, boxes of unopened weapons specially made by the Mechanicus were stacked.

The high-frequency cutting blade, the individual antimatter shoulder cannon, and the self-propelled energy shield are all rare, discontinued models.

On the right side, a whole wall of temperature-controlled display cases held hundreds of vials of high-level star beast serum in sealed tubes.

Inside, there was a half-open safe, with dozens of Empire Anonymous Star Coins neatly stacked inside. A quick scan revealed at least several hundred million in value.

"I've struck gold! I've struck gold! I've struck gold!"

Barron let out a roar and pounced straight in.

He activated all of his dozen or so storage devices, initiating a ruthless bandit procurement mode.

Purple gold mine? We'll scrape the land off the ground too!

Weapons? Stuff them in along with the alloy crates!

Star Coin Crystal Card? He frantically shoved it into his crotch!

The adjutant followed Lin Feng through the door, and upon seeing this scene, his legs went weak.

"Sir, this... thirty kilograms of Purple Gold Ore is enough to repair the engine."

The adjutant swallowed hard and whispered a reminder.

Strategic resources that the empire strictly controls are now being dumped into sacks by this dwarf like potatoes.

Lin Feng glanced at him sideways.

"You think you can give me thirty kilograms like that to a beggar? Do you think all the people on my ship will stay put?"

The adjutant immediately shut his mouth and obediently stepped aside.

Lin Feng walked to the constant-temperature wall and casually pulled out a vial of serum.

[Ding! High-level Star Beast Serum detected. Can be exchanged for 10,000 Star Points!]

The Bloodthorn conglomerate is indeed rolling in money.

Lin Feng exerted force with his thumb.

Click.

The sealed tube shattered, and as soon as the serum flowed out, the blood and qi in Lin Feng's palm surged up and forcibly enveloped and devoured it.

boom!

The moment the serum entered his body, a muffled roar erupted from Lin Feng's body.

Before the star beast's genes could even tear through its meridians, they were crushed and forcibly fused by the system on the spot.

A visible ripple spread out from beneath Lin Feng's feet, and his aura rose once again, his blood and qi becoming increasingly solid and robust.

The adjutant's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he watched.

Swallow the high-level star beast serum whole!

Without any neutralization treatment, the genes didn't collapse or explode! What kind of structure does this indigenous group have?!

Over there, Barron had already emptied all the shelves.

He pulled a large universal wrench from his waist, squatted down, and aimed it at the temperature-controlled floor of the warehouse.

Huff!

He pried a black and gold floor tile off and casually stuffed it into a storage lock.

The adjutant pointed at the crater in the ground, finally losing his temper: "Why did you pry up the floorboards?!"

Barron didn't even look up, his wrench flashing in the air: "You know nothing! These floor tiles are mixed with magic-conducting metal! Melt them up, we can use them to pave the decks of warships! You spendthrift, you don't know how to manage money at all!"

Huff! Huff!

In less than two minutes, a large section of the floor in the middle of the main warehouse was pried off by Barron, revealing the intricate wiring underneath.

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction and pointed to the wall.

"Hurry up, dismantle that row of titanium alloy shelves too. And that wall light, the wick is made of high-purity energy stone, don't forget it."

"Alright, bro!" Baron jumped three feet high, stepping on the empty box to pry open the lampshade on the wall.

The adjutant leaned numbly against the door frame.

He had accompanied Herman on inspections of dozens of star sectors, and had seen black-on-black spies and space pirate raids, but he had never seen anything like this locust swarm that would scrape three layers of plaster off the walls.

This isn't robbery, this is demolition!

......

Outside the Chamber of Commerce gate.

Morrie covered his left eye, which had been blinded by the shock, and took advantage of the chaos inside to scramble and crawl out along the wall.

He fled into a dark alley, looked back to make sure no one was chasing him, and then shakily pulled out his encrypted communicator.

"Governor! Something terrible has happened!"

The top-floor office of the Governor's Mansion on Gray Crystal Star.

Taylor was holding a glass of Star Beast Blood Wine, his entire obese body sinking into the leather armchair.

Judging by the time, those ignorant natives should have been chopped up and fed to the Starhounds by Morgan by now.

After connecting the call, Taylor spoke slowly, "What's the rush? Has the body been properly disposed of?"

"What corpse! Manager Morgan is dead!" Morrie roared through the communicator, his voice trembling with sobs.

puff!

Taylor spat a mouthful of bloody wine all over the screen, then suddenly stood up, his belly fat jiggling violently.

"What did you say! Morgan is dead? He was a half-step into the Universe Realm!"

"They're really dead! Their heads were crushed with a single slap! The Heavenly Palace Chamber of Commerce's gate has been torn down, and the thugs are all dead. That guy surnamed Lin is currently leading his men to loot the main warehouse! They're even prying up the floor tiles!"

Taylor's legs went weak, and he slumped back into the chair, cold sweat pouring down his back.

To use someone else to do one's dirty work.

The knife broke, but the person was still in the warehouse getting supplies!

They can even kill Morgan, who is at the half-step Cosmic Realm, instantly. Where did these living Yama come from?

"Governor, what do we do now? Herman's men are inside too. Should we send the Starport Guard to surround them?"

"Screw you!"

Taylor cursed wildly, spitting all over the table, "You want me to die even faster?! That's a damn distinguished guest of the Imperial Inspector!"

Taylor smashed the communicator, his fat hands trembling as he wiped the cold sweat from his face.

This matter could no longer be suppressed.

The Tiangong Chamber of Commerce raided its premises, and Morgan was strangled to death in public.

If the Bloodthorn Consortium holds him accountable, he, as the governor, will be the first to be burned at the stake.

He can't afford to mess with Hermann, and he can't afford to mess with the Bloodthorn conglomerate even more.

Taylor gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on a red button.

That was an emergency interstellar channel directly connecting to the Bloodthorn Conglomerate headquarters.

Taylor slapped the red button.

The highest-level alarm instantly shattered the deathly silence of the Governor's Mansion.

......