The Last Sentinel

"Boss, should I continue the pursuit?"

"Go ahead and chase them! Treat it like you're back home. Kill and destroy as you please. Tokyo is your backyard!"

"Then, I'll kill them all, little one!"

"Go! Give it your all; that's the greatest respect you can show your opponent!"

The Crimson Destroyer roared away, directly entering the Tokyo metropolitan area, and a one-sided, massive purge began in earnest.

On the other side, the Red Iron Fist slowly sailed out of the dark matter world. On its magnificent golden-red solar sails, visible solar wind energy waves slowly extinguished. The terrifying warship, which was 50,000 meters long, made the 3,000-meter-long Kunpeng next to it look like a little chick.

Almost all the members of the Human Alliance were breathless as they looked at the magnificent crimson warship with the orcish style in front of them. The jagged metal armor scales, the black and red main colors, and the unconventional, rugged, and oppressive feel, the entire cosmic behemoth was flowing with terrifying flames, like a cosmic warship that had sailed out of the divine prison!

Jerry stared at the Red Fist before him and muttered, "By the Emperor, this thing actually advanced! Unbelievable! What an appetite this guy has! How many warships did it devour to complete its advancement?! It must have taken Ye Feng destroying a thousand, no, at least three thousand ships in the Grand Line!"

"What are you babbling about!" Zhao Donglai glanced at Jerry. "Don't try anything funny, or I'll get rough with you."

Jerry, his face full of flattery, said, "Don't worry, Speaker, let's entertain the Sentinel first and see how many surprises he has brought to the Alliance!"

Amidst the roar of the engines and the spreading red light, Ye Feng, clad in a matte black and red metallic armor, stepped out of the Kunpeng.

"This armor!" King Arthur looked up at his boss's armor, frowning. "Don't you guys think this armor looks familiar?"

The knight under his command said, "The Saint Cloth armor from Saint Seiya!"

King Arthur's eyes lit up. "That's right! And it's the Pegasus Cloth! This Cloth is so cool, matte and deep, exquisitely tailored, just one look and I can feel the powerful energy within this armor!"

The subordinate said, "Boss, you're a collector of battle armor, you can't miss this!"

King Arthur said, "No rush, the boss isn't the stingy type!"

As the [Red Iron Fist] and [Kunpeng] sailed side by side, Ye Feng leaped up and landed on the [Kunpeng], proclaiming, "Human Alliance Sentinel, you have lived up to expectations and returned from the Dark Matter Universe Trade Exchange!"

Zhao Donglai and the others greeted them with beaming smiles.

"It's good that you're back safe and sound!"

"How was the trip?"

"How was the harvest?"

Ye Feng didn't hesitate and waved his hand in response.

The Red Iron Fist behind them hissed, and the next moment the ship's centerline armor began to crack, slowly revealing the huge cabin that was a thousand meters high and fifty thousand meters long!

Inside the cabin, there lay rows of elemental mountains, all sorts of rare elements, neatly arranged in the shape of mountains!

Seeing this enormous amount of interstellar resources, Zhao Donglai's face turned as red as silk. He patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and exclaimed, "Well done! Absolutely fantastic! How many resources is this?"

Ye Feng recited with great familiarity, "The global reserves of iridium (Ir) are 1,000 tons, of which about 100 tons are mineable by humans, with an annual production capacity of about 200 kg. I have 10,000 tons of 10-15% concentrated iridium on this ship."

"Iridium (Ir) is the most expensive element in the platinum group, with an abundance of 0.0002 ppm in the Earth's crust. The Human Alliance has an annual production capacity of about 20000 kilograms. It is a major material for the transmission structure of mechs. My production here is a so-so 2000 million tons!"

"Rhenium (Re) is a key material in the core engines of mechs, rockets, and spaceships. It has a melting point of 3500℃, and the global reserves are 2000 tons. I have 10,000 tons here!"

"I haven't even calculated the remaining common metals like titanium, zirconium, hafnium, vanadium, niobium, tantalum, tungsten, and molybdenum, but it's at least tens of millions of tons!"

"The total mass of all the elements combined exceeds one hundred million!"

Every word Ye Feng uttered turned into a huge surprise in the ears of these bigwigs.

While most elements are measured in kilograms, Ye Feng measures them in tons.

He brought in four- or five-digit numbers instead of three-digit ones!

Especially the last sentence, I haven't calculated the mass of those common metallic elements either...

Is that a common element? That's a rare common element ore!

Haotian stared at Ye Feng with bloodshot eyes, "Do you have calcite (CF)? Elemental calcite (CF)! A crucial material for building nuclear fusion reactors!"

Ye Feng smiled and spread his arms wide. "The amount of natural calcite (Cf) on Blue Star is only a few micrograms. Looking at the Human Alliance's laboratory and factory, it's only a few hundred micrograms a year. I didn't bring back much this time, just this amount."

Haotian exclaimed in astonishment, "Ten grams? That much?"

Ye Feng shook his head. "That's not right."

Haotian asked, "One hundred grams?"

Ye Feng shook his head again.

Haotian said, "It can't be one kilogram! That's too exaggerated!"

Wu Budu, standing to the side, couldn't stand it any longer. "Ye Feng, stop teasing Haotian. This old guy has never seen so many resources in his life. Give me a straight answer: how many 'Cf' did you bring back?"

Ye Feng sighed, "Only ten kilograms."

Kilogram?

Ten kilograms?

That's 10000 grams!

I freaking...

Haotian spun around, then collapsed to the ground, motionless.

"Someone come here!"

"Lord Haotian has fainted! Get him to the emergency room immediately!"

Watching Haotian's departing figure, Zhao Donglai sighed, "When you're used to being poor, suddenly becoming rich can cause stress-related mental illness. It'll pass in time."

Wu Budu patted Ye Feng's armor and said, "Damn, where did you get this armor?"

King Arthur leaned closer and said, "It's just like the Bronze Cloth of the Saint Seiya! Boss, that's so cool!"

Ye Feng raised his hand and gently tapped his armor, saying, "This armor isn't just cool; it's a super armor that can change the way the Human Alliance wages! It's called the Star Armor Saint Garment!"

Wu Budu said, "Keep bragging, you're really that good!"

Ye Feng said, "Let me put it this way, this Star Spirit Armor has one ability that will leave you speechless."

Wu Budu asked, "What ability?"

Ye Feng glanced at the crowd that had gathered around him and said mysteriously, "Once you put on the armor, you gain the protection of the Celestial Spirits, making you immune to all physical and technological weapons! In other words, bomb guns, energy weapons, and even planet-destroying cannons won't have any effect on me. Only the raw damage from melee weapons will work on me!"

Wu Budu gritted his teeth and said, "You're lying! How could this be! This is ridiculous!"

Feng Lang Juxu shook his head repeatedly, "That's ridiculous, Ye Feng. I can't understand your reasoning."

King Arthur, however, rested his chin on his hand and said, "If it works as you say, wouldn't Prophet's Blessing and Red Alert's Iron Curtain be the same?"

"No!" Ye Feng corrected, "The Iron Curtain only targets tanks and armored units, while my Star Armor can target carbon-based life forms. Furthermore, when we pilot the mechs, this Protoss Blessing can spread throughout the entire mech, granting the mech absolute immunity to physical damage, just like us. We can ignore enemy artillery and planet-destroying cannons, directly shatter their energy shields, and then slice them apart with our chainsaw swords and ship-slaying blades!"

Kuafu murmured, "Is this...is this real?"

"Of course it's true," Ye Feng said. "On my way back, I exchanged fire with many ships. I stood in front of their planet-destroying cannons and let them fire, and I wasn't hurt at all! If you don't believe me, let the Kunpeng's planet-destroying cannons fire. Give me a shot. Although the Kunpeng's main cannon isn't as powerful as the firepower inside the Dark Matter Channel, it's enough to prove that I'm immune to physical damage!"

"Come on, let's fire a shot!"

Everyone saw that Ye Feng was about to commit suicide by cannon fire and hurriedly stopped him.

"Ye Feng, calm down. We don't mean we don't believe you!"

"Yes, yes, Ye Feng, you must be tired from your journey. Don't rush to work, take a rest first!"

"You must be tired from the journey. We need to take stock of the resources. You should go back to Perfect World and rest for a few days!"

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