Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Number One handed Brian an electronic storage device.
Brian was lying on a chair in the underground command center, his legs casually resting on the office table.
After browsing through the storage device…
Brian exclaimed.
“So that’s how it is. This is a huge conspiracy. Otherwise, how could there be such a transmigration from Earth…”
“Divine Lord, what is Earth?”
“It’s nothing. I was born there. Number One, you look like an Earthling. That’s what I like about you. You must know that you’re actually very beautiful and sexy. Number One, gather the Sweepers and the Mecha Production Team. It’s time to build a mecha army that belongs to Planet Helka.”
Number One blushed slightly at Brian’s compliment.
Then, she wriggled her slender waist and voluptuous hips before walking away happily.
Meanwhile, Brian held the electronic storage device in his hand and whispered.
“Planet Bhutler, it’s time to pay for your brutal actions. The complete destruction of the S Battleship is just the beginning.”
Brian had been waiting a long time for this day.
After more than a year on Planet Helka, he had heard a lot about the atrocities that Planet Bhutler had committed in the past.
They were cruel colonisers who suppressed them with an iron hand.
The most detestable thing was that some of the soldiers of Planet Bhutler would slaughter Helkans for no reason.
Most of the people who arrived in the Model Galaxy through the black hole were allocated to a planet with rich resources and a beautiful environment.
Furthermore, the status of intelligent creatures in the galaxy was very high.
However, Brian had been given a colonized planet, and that made him feel ashamed.
A slave lord was equivalent to a slave leader.
He had to destroy those brutal interstellar pirates!
If the other lords who had travelled through the black hole with him knew that his planet was a colonised planet, how could he exchange experiences with other interstellar lords?
…
“Divine Lord, they have all arrived.”
A female Helkan, who had changed into her standard combat uniform, appeared at the office door.
She was Sweeper Number One, the closest person to Brian in the team of Sweepers.
“Divine Lord, according to your orders, all the people in charge of production are to gather at warehouse No. 18. They are waiting for you to go over for your inspection.”
“Well done. Let’s go.”
Half an hour later, Brian and the entire team of Sweepers arrived at warehouse No. 18 on the latest model of the Rising Spaceship.
Brian stepped out of the hatch first.
Number One followed closely behind him.
The ten Sweepers stood around Brian. They were in charge of ensuring Brian’s safety.
Outside Warehouse No. 18 were many pieces of interstellar equipment, such as space battleships and railguns.
There were also rows of mechas.
This was the result of Planet Helka’s latest skills.
They had uniform platinum outer shells. From afar, they seemed as if they blended into the white snow. Upon closer inspection, one could feel its strong metallic texture and witness its rich technological style.
This type of mecha was designed by Harris according to Brian’s requests. It could improve the individual combat ability while also taking into account firepower coverage and mobility. The only drawback was that it had a long production period and was difficult to mass produce.
“Overlord, all the production materials are ready. These are the samples we made last month.”
An old man with oil stains on his body walked out of the mecha warehouse.
The old man’s name was Harris. He was the most famous mecha manufacturing engineer on Planet Helka and was also very familiar with the manufacturing of battleships and weapons. He was one of the few scientific talents on Planet Helka.
Brian often interacted with Harris when making battleships and weapons.
Most of the design blueprints had been provided by this old man.
They had a good relationship in private.
“Harris, how are the obsidian and the materials for the destruction-grade battleship?”
“Overlord, all of the materials have been prepared. It’s just that we are lacking in professionals. The detestable Bhutlerians once searched and massacred the mecha manufacturing personnel on Planet Helka. This directly caused a shortage of talent here…”
At this, Harris seemed to recall some painful memories.
Even the rational old man shed tears of sorrow.
The production management team behind him was infected by the old man’s sadness and also started to cry softly.
Brian looked at them and felt bad too. He comforted them.
“You’ve done a great service this past year, Harris. You’ve greatly improved our military armaments. You don’t have to blame yourself.”
Then, Brian communicated through the Interstellar Overlord Seal and announced loudly.
“From today onwards, the days of the Helkans being enslaved by the bandits of Planet Bhutler will be gone forever. I promise that I will punish those filthy animals ruthlessly!”
As an interstellar overlord, Brian’s words could reach the ears of all Helkans by using his seal.
The entire Planet Helka was in an uproar at these words.
“Our Overlord is too great.”
“I see the hope of Planet Helka.”
“Our Overlord will definitely lead us to take revenge on the Bhutlerians!”
“Our Overlord has heard our prayers.”
…
Harris felt better after hearing Brian’s words.
However, he was still worried.
“Overlord, I have carefully considered the current strength of the battleships and armaments. I’m afraid that they won’t be able to support our attack on Planet Bhutler. Planet Bhutler’s military and technological strength are among the top ten in the Model Galaxy.”
Brian smiled slightly. Then, he spoke confidently.
“None of that is a problem.”
“Harris, get me the mecha samples and design drawings.”
Harris didn’t understand Brian’s intentions, but he still followed his orders.
“Yes.”
Brian linked up with the Interstellar Overlord Seal in his mind.
Then, he could instantly see his Overload Information Panel.
[Planet Overlord: Brian]
[Planet Name: Planet Helka]
[Planet Radius: 7122 kilometers]
[Planet Population: 100,230,000]
[Intelligent Creatures: Helkans]
[Planet Resource: Obsidian]
[Military Force: Upper Low-leveled]
[Civilization Type: Technological Civilization]
[Civilization Level: 1.2]
[Overlord’s Talent: Construction Specialization (Instant building and production)]
[Unlocked Technology: Rising Spaceship production line, railgun production line, Snow Eagle mecha production line…]
[Interstellar Overlord Seal Level: Level 1 (Upgrade progress: 50%)]
[Spatial Black Hole: Connected]
[???]
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…
There was a lot of information Brian still couldn’t see.
However, he understood that the higher the level of the data, the better it was.
In particular, the level of his Interstellar Overlord Seal must have greatly increased his strength.