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After listening to the communication, Song Chen did not reply and directly drove the spaceship towards the central square of the royal city.

When he arrived at the square, he looked down and paused for a moment.

The central square is a giant circular plaza with a diameter of over 100 kilometers, and its ground is covered with finely polished silver stone slabs engraved with intricate lightning patterns.

In the very center of the square stands a lightning elemental statue hundreds of meters tall, depicting the legendary Thunder God, the progenitor of the Thunder Clan, with outstretched wings and a lightning spear in his hand, exuding a powerful aura.

But what stunned Song Chen was not the square itself, but the people in the square.

The entire square was filled with the kneelings of the Thunder Clan.

Looking down from a height of 300 meters, the square was densely packed with people, their silvery-white hair swaying gently in the breeze of the electric storm, like a surging metallic ocean.

They knelt in perfect unison, foreheads touching the ground, hands flat on the ground with palms facing upwards—the gesture of supreme submission from the Thunder Clan.

It is said that this action originated from exposing one's most vulnerable parts to superiors in order to show that one will never resist.

There were at least tens of millions of Thunder Clan members in the square, stretching from the center of the square to its edge, and even the surrounding main roads were filled with kneeling people.

The entire royal city was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. No one spoke, no one looked up, only the incessant thunder in the sky spoke for them.

Song Chen's spaceship slowly landed on the landing platform in the center of the square. He stood up and straightened his collar.

The moment his feet touched the ground of Thunder Star, he felt a very peculiar sensation.

The gravity on Thunder Star is five times higher than that on Blue Star, but it is still within the tolerance range for a seventh-order body.

What's truly special is the planet's surface itself; every inch of soil continuously emits a faint electric current, giving a tingling, numb sensation when you step on it, like walking barefoot on an electrified carpet.

The charge density in the atmosphere is ridiculously high. With each breath, you can feel the charged particles in the air being drawn into your lungs and then automatically filtered out by psionic energy.

In this environment, the power of lightning-based combat techniques will be naturally amplified, and the efficiency of psionic energy transmission will also be greatly improved.

Song Chen stood on the ship's railing, looking down at the Lei Ming clan members kneeling all over the square.

The breaths of millions of people merged into a deep hum, mixed with the thunder overhead, like an ancient sacrificial song.

Then, the group of people kneeling in the front row stood up at the same time.

The leader was an old man, nearly 2.5 meters tall, with long, silvery-white hair that reached his waist, and his face covered with deep, knife-like wrinkles.

He wore a robe woven from lightning-struck wood and psionic metal wire, embroidered with an image of the Thunder God, the progenitor of the Thunder Clan, slaying a colossal abyss beast.

Song Chen also noticed that the old man's eyes had no pupils, only two pulsating blue-white electric lights, a unique physiological characteristic formed after the lightning plasma replaced the fluid inside the eyeball.

The Thunder Clan's heart is a psionic electric core, and their blood is lightning plasma. The longer they live, the higher the degree of lightning elementalization in their bodies.

The old man looked like a bolt of lightning forcibly molded into a human shape.

He is Lei Yuan, the Lord of Leiming Star, a peak seventh-tier expert, and the oldest existing seventh-tier expert in the Leiming Clan.

Song Chen could feel the corona of the star core inside his body slowly rotating, but the color of the corona was already very dim, like a lamp that was about to run out of oil.

Behind Lei Yuan stood two rows of people, all important officials of the Leiming Clan.

The row on the left consists of civil officials, wearing official robes embroidered with different patterns.

The row on the right consists of military officers, dressed in armor made of psionic metal, with crackling arcs of electricity swirling around each of their suits.

There were about forty civil and military officials in total, each of whom was at the seventh rank.

Millions of Thunder Clan members knelt in the square waiting for him alone, forty seventh-rank ministers lined up on both sides, and a seventh-rank peak star lord personally greeted him at the bottom of the gangway.

This kind of spectacle has probably only been seen in the history of Thunderstar when high-ranking officials from the Alliance Investment Department visit.

Song Chen felt that as a trainee disciplinary officer, he didn't deserve such treatment, but then he realized it.

In the eyes of the Thunder Clan, anyone from the Punishment Department is an imperial envoy. They would kneel down even if it were a clerk from the Logistics Department, let alone an intern.

He stepped down the gangway, and Lei Yuan took a step forward, bending over at a ninety-degree angle, the hem of his robe trailing on the ground.

"Thunder Star Lord Lei Yuan, leading the civil and military officials of Thunder Continent, respectfully welcomes the Heavenly Punishment Envoy of the Punishment Department."

The civil and military officials behind him bowed simultaneously, their movements perfectly synchronized, clearly indicating that they had rehearsed.

The angle at which the foreheads of the millions of Thunder Clan members touched the ground in the square deepened, their silver-white hair spread out on the silver stone slabs, looking from high above like a metallic velvet carpet covering the entire square.

Lei Yuan straightened up and said, "The arrival of the envoy on Thunder Star is an honor that the Thunder Clan has earned through countless generations."

"The Thunder Clan has been united and loyal to the Alliance for twelve thousand years, and has never been disloyal."

"With Your Excellency's personal presence, the Thunder Clan will fully cooperate and will not slacken our efforts."

Song Chen looked around, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed kneeling Lei Ming clansmen in the square before returning to Lei Yuan.

"You're too kind, Star Lord."

"My name is Song Chen. Stop kneeling and get up."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency." Lei Yuan straightened up and drew an arc in the air with his right hand.

The Thunder Clan members in the square rose simultaneously, their movements still perfectly synchronized, the sound of millions of people standing up merging into a deep, muffled thud.

Lei Yuan turned to the side and made a gesture to guide the way.

"My lord, I have prepared a banquet at the Star Lord's mansion to welcome you and wash away the dust of your journey. Please follow me."

The Star Lord's Palace is located directly north of the central square. It is a giant palace built on a three-tiered, progressive platform.

The palace's outer walls were entirely constructed from lightning-struck wood, a unique species found only on Thunder Star. This wood is made from trees that have survived being struck by lightning hundreds of times, resulting in extremely high density and a hardness exceeding that of most alloys.

The wood has a naturally formed carbonized conductive layer on its surface, and electric arcs jump between the wood at any time, making the entire palace look like a castle shrouded in lightning.

Upon entering the main gate of the palace, one finds a long corridor wide enough for a hundred people to walk side by side.

Statues of the Thunder Clan's successive Star Lords stand on both sides of the corridor, from the first generation to the seventh generation, Thunder Abyss. Each statue holds a lightning artifact that symbolizes power.

At the end of the corridor is the Star Lord's Hall, with doors a hundred meters high and carved with scenes from the Thunder Clan's interactions with the Alliance over the past ten thousand years.

Sign a treaty, pay off debts, and send envoys to pay tribute to Liuguang Star.

The final scene is when an investment envoy from the Alliance visits Thunder Star, and Lei Yuan personally kneels to welcome him in the square.