radicalducati Chapter 21: The Harvest
Chapter 21: The Harvest
"Now it's much quieter."
Hong stood in front of a pile of immobile metal lumps and muttered to himself.
He reached out and put all nine priceless Wuyi metal robots into his storage space.
After doing all this, he didn't linger in the same spot.
Based on his vague memories from the original work, the command center of the Black Dragon Mountain X81 spaceship should be located not far from this area.
His domain unfolded silently, like the most sophisticated radar, scanning everything around him. Soon, he "saw" a wider corridor.
That's it.
Hong's figure blurred into a streak, rapidly flying along the corridor.
Before long, a large door, carved with ornate patterns and cast entirely from some kind of silver metal, appeared before him. At the very center of the door was a complex identity verification system.
Unlike the previous heavy gate that required brute force to lift, this gate, though more refined, was not completely locked.
Hong reached out and gave it a gentle push.
With a soft "hum," the command room door, which had been sealed for countless millennia, slid open easily inward.
The sight behind the door made even Hong, who was mentally prepared, hold his breath.
The command center is extremely spacious, shaped like a giant fan. Countless control panels, precision instruments, and holographic projection equipment suspended in mid-air are all remarkably well-preserved.
Most of the screens were off, with only a few instrument indicator lights still flashing a faint glow.
The air was thick with the smell of dust, but thanks to the life support system remaining inside the spaceship, it wasn't completely overwhelmed by the stench of decay like other places.
However, what's most eye-catching isn't these futuristic devices.
Instead, it was the figure sitting in the huge captain's chair in the very center of the command room.
He was a tall soldier, and even though he had been dead for a long time, his posture remained upright, as if he had never relinquished his duty until the very last moment of his life.
Around his chair stood three identical guards in black uniforms. Like the most loyal statues, they stood motionless, protecting their master, day in and day out, for tens of thousands of years.
"Silver Guardians!"
Hong's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart skipped a beat for a moment.
He clearly remembered that in the original work, this thing was a top-tier bodyguard that even cosmic-level powerhouses would find troublesome!
Each Silver Guardian is composed of a special memory metal called "Silver." This metal not only possesses terrifying defensive capabilities, but even more frighteningly, it also has a variety of abnormal abilities, including self-repair, energy absorption, and form simulation!
Hong strode forward and carefully examined the "works of art" in front of him.
He reached out and gently touched the arm of one of the guards.
The energy cores within the guardians have long been depleted, leaving them as empty shells. But as long as a matching energy source is found for them, they can be instantly "resurrected" and become their most loyal guardians!
This is an even more precious and enormous gain than all nine of those Wuyi Metal Robots combined!
Without further hesitation, he waved his hand, ready to take the three humanoid guards into his possession.
His gaze then fell upon the dead soldier.
Hong walked to the captain's chair and gave a slight bow to the unknown soldier.
"Senior, please forgive me. I will ensure that your belongings shine brightly on this planet once again."
After saying that, he carefully removed the soldier's weapons and equipment, as well as a spatial ring on his finger.
After doing all this, Hong looked around the futuristic command center and finally shook his head helplessly.
"What a pity. This spaceship is like a huge treasure trove. Without a professional 'key' like Babata's, I alone simply cannot start it up and drive it away intact."
He secretly thought.
"Alright, let's leave these things here for now. When Luo Feng grows up and brings Babata here, this place will naturally become his greatest asset in his ascent to the top. As the eldest brother, I can't take all the benefits for myself."
With that thought in mind, he stopped lingering and turned to leave the command room.
Because his ultimate and most important goal for this trip was still quietly waiting for him in another part of the spaceship.
B6-level laser cannon!
Hong took a deep breath, focused intently, and began searching for the weapons bay inside the massive spaceship.
With his previous experience, he navigated the area much more smoothly this time. Relying on the intuition of a Star-level expert and the wide-range scanning of his domain, he quickly broke through layers of obstacles and arrived at an area even more heavily guarded than the previous laser tunnel.
Main gun compartment.
In the entire space, there was only one huge alloy base, standing quietly in the center.
On the base, a grotesque cannon with a design full of science fiction and violent beauty floated quietly, with a faint aura of energy slowly flowing around the cannon.
Its entire body is a deep and mysterious dark gold color, and the cannon is engraved with countless intricate and exquisite patterns. Those patterns seem to have a life of their own, constantly drawing energy from the surrounding space.
Despite being a cold, metallic object, it gives the illusion that it is breathing.
Its cannon muzzle was so deep it seemed to swallow all light; just a glance from afar was enough to send an indescribable chill down one's spine.
It was like a colossal cosmic beast that had been asleep for millennia. Even though it had not yet awakened, its terrifying aura, powerful enough to destroy stars, already filled the entire space.
This is the standard weapon of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire fleet, the ultimate model of the individual laser cannon, the B6-class laser cannon!
It is a super weapon capable of posing a deadly threat to the Golden Horned Beast, the sword of Damocles hanging over the Earth!
"call……"
Hong let out a long breath. All the fatigue, regret, and faint anxiety he had felt before vanished the moment he saw the main gun.
A long-lost, genuine smile appeared on his face.
He slowly walked forward, reached out, and gently stroked the cold, smooth body of the laser cannon, feeling the profound power contained in those mysterious patterns.
He thought of Thor, who was still worrying about "firewood sticks," and of the shadow looming over the entire civilization of Earth. The curve of his lips involuntarily became more flamboyant and confident.
He exclaimed in heartfelt praise, his voice echoing clearly in the empty and desolate main gun room.
"What a... 'beautiful' weapon!"