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Raymond looked down at the trouser leg that Baron was holding, then at the wrecked cart.

"While you were hiding behind the car, you didn't forget to pick something up?"

Barron quickly let go and patted the dust off his chest.

"Commander, this isn't called picking up."

"According to the principle that whoever works should benefit, it should naturally belong to us."

Herman walked over, clutching his chest.

"Where did you learn your principles?"

Barron gestured toward the ruins of the hearing room.

"Made on the spot."

Raymond paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"That's interesting."

He swipes his hand across the military terminal, and a battle damage takeover document is quickly generated.

"The First Hearing Room illegally activated the Heavy Pressure Cage, and fifty law enforcement mechs participated in the siege of the Imperial Viscount. They are now all destroyed."

"The debris at the scene, including the ruins of the hearing room, mecha parts, array materials, and the escape pod, has been collectively identified as Lin Feng's personal spoils."

The golden military seal fell.

Ownership transfer complete.

Barron stared at the text on the terminal, his breath catching in his throat.

"The entire ruins?"

"entire."

"Does the underground array base count?"

"Calculate."

"What about the power lines inside the wall?"

Raymond glanced at him.

"Take it if you can."

Barron turned and lunged at the handcart, pulled out a wrench, and ran toward the hearing room.

"Don't just stand there!"

"Legal demolition! They'll remove the energy pipes first, or the power will be cut off!"

Several investigators, who were preparing to cordon off the scene, stopped what they were doing upon hearing this.

One of them looked at Raymond.

"Commander, this..."

Raymond waved his hand and shook his head helplessly.

"Let him be."

The investigator's face twitched a few times before he turned and left.

Herman watched as a group of Seventh Fleet soldiers rushed into the ruins and began helping Barron move the wreckage, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to sit down, Lin Feng handed him the broken gun.

"Take it."

Herman caught it instinctively.

The gun barrel was covered in cracks, and a piece was missing from the tip.

This weapon has reached its limit.

"Why are you giving me this weapon?"

My hands are sore.

Herman almost threw the gun back.

"I'm an inspector, after all!"

"I shielded you from so much trouble just now, and now I'm taking a bullet for you?"

Lin Feng raised his injured right arm.

"It's broken."

"OK."

"I'll carry it."

Raymond stood to the side, watched the two exchange, and then opened a large spatial passage.

At the other end of the passage, a fleet of silver ships stood in the spaceport, with the Seventh Fleet's insignia hanging above the base.

"Come back to our base with me first."

"Since the Seventh Fleet recommended you, they won't let you work with scrap metal."

Barron was directing his soldiers to move the last two mechs when he heard this, and he almost dropped his wrench.

"Commander, wait a minute!"

"The goods aren't all loaded yet!"

Raymond grabbed with his palm.

Large sections of mech wreckage, along with handcarts, floated up and were all crammed into a transport ship.

Barron rushed over and counted twice.

Only after confirming that all fifty power cores were present did he enter the space tunnel.

"The Seventh Fleet is reliable!"

"If there's anything you can't dismantle in the future, just come to my older brother."

Herman, who was following behind, couldn't help but kick him.

"Could you please stop taking on jobs for Raymond Lam?"

"cannot."

"The legion commander just delivered such a large shipment; we have to show our gratitude."

Lin Feng passed through the spatial passage.

The moment the foot touched the ground, the sounds inside the base immediately ceased.

On both sides of the training grounds, tens of thousands of Seventh Fleet soldiers turned their heads in unison.

Some people were still in the action of swinging their knives, while others had just come out of the gravity chamber and hadn't even had time to tidy up their combat suits.

On the large screen in the center of the base, the battle record from the first hearing room is still playing.

Lin Feng smashed the mecha with his bare hands and shattered the heavy cage with one foot.

They rushed up the star ring and forcibly deflected the star destroyer cannon.

The final shot stops at the moment Raymond Lam stomps Claude to death.

"Is it him?"

"A nineteen-year-old at the cosmic realm?"

"Did he really break open the Star Destroyer cannon?"

As soon as the discussion began, an officer in the front row suddenly stood at attention.

Snapped!

"Seventh Fleet, Third Division, greetings to Viscount Lin Feng!"

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the training area stood at attention.

The actions of tens of thousands of people came together.

"Greetings, Viscount Lin Feng!"

The sound was deafening.

Herman straightened his back and smiled.

"See that?"

"This is the Seventh Fleet!"

"I don't care where you come from, I only care if you're strong enough!"

Lin Feng glanced at the soldiers on both sides without saying a word.

Herman waited for a long time.

"That's it?"

"What else is there to say?"

"At a time like this, shouldn't you say something?"

Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed to the screen.

"Play the last paragraph again."

"Claude's face wasn't captured clearly in the photo."

Several officers nearby couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Raymond didn't bother with formalities and walked toward the core area of ​​the base.

"Everyone's gone."

"Lin Feng, come with me."

The group rode a lift through seven layers of security barriers.

The further down you go, the more guards there are.

Before the final gate, twelve officers from the Cosmic Realm simultaneously verified Raymond's identity. After confirming that everything was correct, the gate slowly opened.

White, cold air seeped out from under the door.

Raymond removed the Legion Commander's Authority Badge from his waist and inserted it into the control slot.

"Since its establishment, the Seventh Fleet has stored most of the high-level weapons, martial arts techniques, and cosmic artifacts it has captured here."

"Under normal circumstances, only those who have earned merit in battle can enter the treasure vault to select an item."

"I'll make an exception for you today."

Thousands of rows of metal racks extend into the depths.

Star beast cores, cosmic alloys, sealed battle armor, and high-level potions were neatly arranged. Various weapons were also suspended inside the independent protective platform.

As soon as Lin Feng stepped through the gate, he sensed hundreds of different energy fluctuations.

The aura emanating from several of the weapons sent a chill down one's spine.

Raymond raised the authority sign.

The protective barriers within the treasure vault were dismantled one by one.

"Weapons and martial arts techniques."

"You choose."

"As long as you can carry it, you can take it with you today."

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