The Last Sentinel

"【Human Alliance News】This station reports that the Supreme Council Tribunal today conducted a retrial of Case 0851 at the Moonside Base. The Tribunal discovered several flaws in the case and retried the individuals involved. The criminal group headed by Hughes' nephew, Jon Trey, was completely dismantled. 5751 key culprits, including Jon Trey, were executed. One accomplice was stripped of his Human Alliance status, had his memory erased, and was exiled to ordinary human society."

"[Human Alliance News] Cabinet Speaker Zhao Donglai signed a special appointment letter, appointing a group of elite Great Xia soldiers as temporary Human Alliance warriors to be responsible for security work at the Alliance's surface and lunar bases. Previously, all Human Alliance combat personnel had gone on leave and undergone inspection."

"[Human Alliance News] The Supreme Council delivered a speech, stating that for the sake of the Human Alliance and Earth, no sacrifice is too great to bear, and no betrayal too small to tolerate!"

Inside the Crimson Destroyer mech cabin, news reports reached Ye Feng's ears. As he watched the once high-and-mighty second-generation rich kids being lined up and shot on the screen, he felt a surge of satisfaction!

Previously, Ye Feng had asked King Arthur if the far side of the moon was a scientific research paradise, since there was no atmosphere to interfere with the observation of interstellar space.

King Arthur just chuckled and said he was too naive. That place, beyond the reach of the Human Alliance and not even on Earth, was the real criminal paradise. They did whatever they wanted, breaking the law. Whatever the Human Alliance forbade, they did. On Earth, there was just one Charlie, and Ye Feng was already broken. But behind the moon, there was a whole bunch of Charlies. They not only desecrated the bloodline of Homo sapiens, but also their ideals. If there were ten people on the moon, all ten of them would be executed without any injustice.

Ding--

As the fat rabbit's mechanical spirit flashed, a synthesized AI voice announced, "Master, we have arrived at the coordinates of the small satellite orbiting the far side of the moon!"

Outside the mech's cabin, an inconspicuous small, black satellite floats between the moon and the earth.

These are the docking coordinates for the Red Fist given by Jerry.

Ye Feng said, "Enter!"

"yes!"

With a roar, the Crimson Destroyer plunged into the small satellite.

After passing through a small satellite ring of gravel, the Red Fist came into view.

Ye Feng's first impression of it was that it was big!

Yes, it's huge!

It floats on a simple meteorite dock where stardust and dark matter intertwine, like an ancient medieval ironclad warship.

With just one glance, Ye Feng determined that its size far exceeded one million tons, and that it was a three-thousand-meter-long space carrier called the Kunpeng!

Its length is at least 10,000 meters! Its volume exceeds five million tons, or even more!

But upon closer reflection, this is actually quite normal.

There are countless cargo ships on land that are larger than aircraft carriers! Some cargo ships are even said to be able to fit an aircraft carrier inside!

As they drew closer, the horrific damage to the ship's hull became clearly visible: massive, tear-like dents were deeply embedded in the sides, their edges curled up like solidified lava; several deep scratches ran along the hull, as if swept by the claws of some cosmic behemoth, with exposed pipes and twisted skeletons faintly visible deep within the scratches; the engine array was in even worse shape, with half of the nozzles crudely welded shut by twisted metal plates, and the remaining nozzles surrounded by thick, carbonized deposits resembling black coral reefs.

At this moment, all Ye Feng wanted to say was, "Damn it, Jerry, you bastard! Are you sure this thing can even get to our destination? It's not going to fall apart halfway there, is it?!"

"Boss!"

"Sir Sentinel! We're here!"

Following the sound, Ye Feng looked up and was greeted by a breathtakingly magnificent sight—a solar sail.

The ship's solar sail is slowly rising!

This solar sail is not a typical solar panel, but rather composed of countless enormous, translucent, dark red crystalline scales. Each scale is as large as a banner on an ancient battlefield, or perhaps the wings of some kind of red dragon. The blades of the solar sail are not intact; their edges are covered with serrated cracks. But it is precisely this riddled sail that is now greedily sucking up the thin and violent solar wind, devouring the wandering energy streams.

At this moment, under the sun sail, Hua Xiaobai, Eighty Brother, the Tiger Generals, and the three brothers of Taoyuan were all lined up, each wearing a black warlord uniform, standing on the ship's railing with a smile on their face.

Ye Feng leaped aboard, and a thin, transparent film, too faint to be seen with the naked eye, appeared around the ship's side. Once inside, the oxygen content of the air was just right.

Hua Xiaobai and the others were utterly astonished to see Ye Feng jump directly from the mecha onto the ship's side.

"Boss, don't you need to wear an oxygen mask?"

"Boss, you're already S-rank? Only S-rank can stay in the vacuum for a short time!"

"That's right! Only S-rank individuals can use the oxygen stored in their cells to enter a low-energy-consumption state, which can last for several days!"

Ye Feng smiled but didn't reply.

Ye Feng's current state is very mysterious. Although he still looks like he has a physical body, he has actually merged with the original will and broken away from the carbon-based life level. He is more like a stone, a real-life version of "the living Monkey King".

To put it simply, Ye Feng is a rock that fell from the Perfect Continent. His physical body is the Perfect Continent, and the Perfect Continent is me. The Perfect Continent is a meteorite in the starry sky. Meteorites don't need to breathe, so naturally I don't need to breathe either.

Brother Eighty hurriedly said, "Boss, you've come at the right time! Jerry, that rat, is absolutely despicable!"

Ye Feng was taken aback. "Hateful? What do you mean? Didn't Jerry prepare the principal for us?"

"They've prepared the principal!" Brother Eighty said. "But the principal he gave us... sigh, you should take a look for yourself!"

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat. The Great Wall Watchers had told him to be careful of Jerry, and Ye Feng had been on guard, but he never expected that Jerry would cause trouble for him before he even set off!

The group strode into a warehouse. The iron gate opened, revealing an empty cabin, so deserted that even rats would turn away in despair.

Ye Feng searched around and found an iron box with a note on the lid.

Jerry's handwriting gleamed on the note: "My dear Ye, by the time you read this message, I will have already left the solar system. I'm going to Hercules to deal with some trouble. I'm sorry I can't see you off! By the way, do you hate me now, thinking I broke my promise and didn't prepare the principal for you?"

"No, my friend, I have prepared it for you! It's just that this initial capital is currently in someone else's hands."

"The planet you're going to this time is Libra in the Corona Borealis. On this planet, I have an old friend who owes me a lot of money—enough to buy at least one brand-new 'Red Iron Fist' starship!"

"I've already put all his debt notes in this box. When we get to Libra Borealis, we can exchange them directly for the same amount of gold. That's the principal I'm giving you!"

"Oh, and don't forget, you promised me you'd return my principal regardless of the success or failure of this trade. Don't go back on your word!"

"Your beloved family and friends, your brother Jerry Liu."

Peng!

Ye Feng slammed his fist on the iron box, his eyes hardening with murderous intent.

Son of a bitch!

That rat Jerry is such a jerk!

I haven't even made any money yet, and you want me to collect debts for him first!

Anyone with a brain knows that anyone who can swindle money from Jerry must be a native of Libra in the Corona Borealis!

Do you think I can beat them?

I'm here to do trade, not to go and die!