"Gentlen, long ti no see." Li Ming glanced around the room, his gaze lingering a little on the three tear-streaked faces, his expression a bit odd.
"Lord Azure Dragon..."
"Chairman..."
Various titles were heard, and everyone had a strange sense of conflict facing Li Ming, rooted in Li Ming and Azure Dragon’s dual identities.
To so extent, it also diminished Li Ming’s youthful aura. As long as nobody directly addressed him as "Li Ming," they could naturally use many honorifics.
Li Ming walked up straightaway, "I made you all worry, actually, I wanted to reassure you a while ago, but to make it once and for all, I didn’t inform you that I had succeeded in the race."
The crowd naturally didn’t bla him but rather praised him for his foresight; without it, they couldn’t have captured that group all at once.
After a bit of small talk, Malcolm couldn’t help but voice the question in everyone’s hearts, "What’s the situation over there in the Eternal Abyss, is the crisis resolved?"
"Hmm, not yet..." Li Ming shook his head, "The Abyss Lord is in the Eternal Abyss, equipped with an infinite perpetual motion machine, making it hard to kill."
Abyss Lord?
They exchanged glances; was this a euphemism for the consciousness of the Eternal Abyss?
They were montarily speechless. Li Ming seed helpless, yet it also conveyed a ssage: that’s the ho ground of the Abyss Lord, yet the opponent couldn’t do anything to Li Ming.
"So now..." Malcolm asked tentatively.
"The problem isn’t that huge, and coincidentally, I have sothing I’d like your help with," Li Ming said.
Help?
Everyone froze slightly, but imdiately responded--
"Your matters are our matters, please feel free to ask."
Li Ming said leisurely, "It’s not complicated, just collecting tal materials."
Ten trillion tal energy is sothing that would take a long ti to accumulate even before interstellar civilizations started their wandering.
Moreover, now that wandering has begun, many tal ore sites have been swallowed by the Abyss Fog, and without a constant source of tal energy, it’s nearly impossible to gather such amounts from existing resources without mobilizing these guys.
tal Materials?
Everyone was surprised and glanced at each other; they imagined it would be sothing more significant.
Collecting tal materials was sothing Li Ming had been doing all along, and they knew about it, but they didn’t expect he needed it now.
No matter how much alloy material they had piled up, it probably couldn’t do much harm to the Eternal Abyss, could it?
Everyone was quite curious, and as they listened to Li Ming continue, "This ti, the number of tal materials I need is vast, so..."
"Rest assured, we will do our best to prepare," Malcolm solemnly nodded.
Antigo sighed, "It’s a pity many high-level civilizations have long parted ways with us; they should have plenty of stockpile."
Compared to the Empire and Federation, the Star Alliance suffered the most severe losses; the Star Alliance was born due to the geographic positioning’s convergence.
Now in a mass exodus, who would still gather to be oppressed by advanced civilizations? The situation was not completely fragnted, but almost.
"Parted ways?" Malcolm gave a deep look at Mikhail in the corner, "Sir, you must still have the coordinates, right?"
Antigo’s eyelids twitched, "You kept a backup?"
Mikhail nodded, "Among those people, none had a higher technical level than Reynolds and ; I have all the trajectory coordinates of leaving civilizations."
Only then did Malcolm explain, "Better safe than sorry; I thought in case any civilization encountered an accident, we could help, but now it serves an unexpected purpose."
Everyone shot peculiar looks at the Federation President; one of the three old rogues of the Interstellar, with Adam gone and Gutierrez retired, everything rested on Malcolm.
What accident, what help; it’s about finding a good spot and occupying it through usurpation.
"If that’s the case, let’s each set off." Alves smiled proactively, "I believe other civilizations will also be happy to hear there’s hope of returning ho."
Li Ming nodded in satisfaction, "If that’s the case, then I’m counting on you all."
......
In the fourth year of the Wandering Era, enemies from the Deep Dinsion World caught up with the Wandering Fleet, intending to erase the wandering interstellar civilization completely, but Azure Dragon erged from nowhere and intercepted the enemy with overwhelming strength.
In the sa year, the Wandering Fleet issued a tal requisition decree, requiring all tal materials, except those necessary for life, to be submitted.
This was public news, but behind the scenes, rumors circulated that Lord Azure Dragon was the primary user of the materials.
He had thought of a way to deal with the disaster known as Abyss Fog but required a vast amount of tal material for it.
So believed it, thinking there was hope; others didn’t, doubting it was a way to cut off their last ans of resistance by taking away even the last bit of tal materials from their hands.
A month later, in a certain fortress space of the Wandering Fleet, the crisscrossing corridors had been dismantled, and only a giant tree spanning the entire space could be seen.
"Sigh, sigh, I still have this..." Klin stopped the confiscation team leaving the living quarters, cautiously drawing a tal chanical blade from under the bed and handing it to the confiscator.
"Where did you get such a big knife?" The man, a forr Inspector Guard mber of the fortress, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "What are you planning?"
However, Klin didn’t care and instead grinned, "Don’t worry about what I was planning; now, it’s about making a contribution to Lord Azure Dragon."
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