Milky Way Galaxy: Sector 11
[Planet coordinates: Molda]
[Planet diameter: 12,500 kilometers]
[Intelligent Creature: Mordans]
Total population: 49.85 million
[Planet's Speciality: Medat No.7 Alloy]
[Military Strength: Low]
[Civilization Type: Technology Civilization]
[Civilization Level: 1.7]
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[Planet Lord: Fang Ze]
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Looking down from space.
At least 70% of Molda's land was covered by desert.
There were very few life plates.
The largest green land was located in the eastern part of Molda.
This was the core area of the Molda civilization, where the administrative city was located.
At this moment, on the top floor of the main city's administrative building.
A young man in his early twenties stood by the window.
His gaze was fixed on the city shrouded in black smoke outside the window.
The young man's name was Fang Ze.
Half a month ago, he and 300,000 humans from Earth had transmigrated to the Milky Way System and were scattered across 30 interstellar sectors.
Every Earthling became a Planet Lord and ruled over a planet.
Fang Ze was also a Planet Lord.
Molda was his starting planet.
There were nearly 50 million Moldans serving him.
This was supposed to be a good thing, but Fang Ze was not happy.
This was because there was an entire team of Interstellar Pirates stationed in the largest Kuangqu north of Molda.
Hundreds of lizardmen pirates from the Black Lizard Interstellar Pirates were wearing mechas and holding laser guns. They were enslaving their people, the Molda people, to mine the special metal veins of Molda.
In the eyes of the Lizardmen pirates, the Moldans were slaves.
The lord of a slave was still a slave.
How could Fang Ze be happy?
"We have to kill those Interstellar Pirates!”
Fang Ze's face was dark. He did not want to use the title of Planet Lord to serve the Interstellar Pirates who were like street rats.
If the Earth's feudal lords in the Milky Way Galaxy knew about this, how could he still have the face to enter the primal black hole space and exchange his experience as a planet's feudal lord with his compatriots?
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"My lord!"
A Molda woman in a standard combat uniform appeared at the office door.
The Moldans were also humans.
They all had purple eyes and were physically strong. They were natural land combat units.
"Come in!"
Fang Ze waved at her.
This Molda woman was called Orsa, and she was his bodyguard.
According to the aesthetic standards of Earth, Orsa was also extremely beautiful.
Especially her figure, it was perfect.
" My lord," said Orsa respectfully," we searched the entire administrative city according to your orders."
In total, they had collected nearly 100,000 tons of Medart No. 7 alloy and 7,000 standard units of energy blocks. These items had already been delivered to the warehouse of the Red Dragon mech production line.”
"I got it. Follow me to the warehouse!”
Fang Ze nodded and walked out of the office.
Orsa quickly followed.
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Not long after.
Dozens of helicopters flew out from the administration building, escorting Fang Ze's Feudal Lord No. 1 special helicopter as it flew towards the Red Dragon mech production line storage warehouse.
Two hours later…
The helicopter formation arrived at their destination.
Fang Ze walked out of the Feudal Lord No.1.
Orsa was closely guarded by the side, followed by a large group of Mordans who were also wearing standard combat uniforms. They were the most elite troops around Fang Ze.
"My lord!"
In the warehouse of the mecha production line, an old Molda walked out in a hurry.
The old man's name was Faulkner. He was the only surviving mecha scientist on Molda and the chief engineer of the Red Dragon mech production line maintenance department.
"Faulkner, is the Red Dragon mech production line operational?" Fang Ze asked directly.”
"My lord, the production line has been repaired and can be operated!”
Old Faulkner's clothes were tattered, and his body was covered in black oil stains. He looked extremely miserable.
However, his eyes were burning with passion.
That was the light of hope!
Ever since Fang Ze appeared, the Moldans had received hope.
"Faulkner, you've made a great contribution!”
A smile finally appeared on Fang Ze's serious face. He said to Orsa,""Pass on my order. Put all the alloys into the mech production line to produce the Red Dragon mech!”
"Yes, my lord!"
Orsa quickly relayed Fang Ze's order.
Soon, batch after batch of Medart 7 alloy was put into the Red Dragon mech production line.
The mecha production line, which occupied an area of nearly 10,000 mu, also began to operate.
" My lord," Old Faulkner said excitedly," according to the production speed of this production line, we can produce about 100 Red Dragon mechs every day. It won't be long before we have enough power to eliminate the lizardmen space pirates in the Kuangqu.”
"It doesn't need that long!"
"Bring me to the exit of the mecha production line!" Fang Ze said to Old Faulkner.”
Old Faulkner was a little puzzled, but he still respectfully accepted the order and led the way.
Fang Ze tapped his left wrist lightly.
There, there was the mark of his planet lord civilization.
With the help of the overlord civilization imprint, he could see his overlord information template.
[Planet Lord: Fang Ze]
[Owned Planet: Molda Star (located in the 11th sector of the Milky Way System)]
[Planet diameter: 12,500 kilometers]
[Intelligent Creature: Mordans]
[Planet's total population: 49.85 million]
[Planet's Speciality: Medat No.7 Alloy]
[Military Strength: Low]
[Civilization Type: Technology Civilization]
[Civilization Level: 1.7]
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[Overlord Civilization Imprint: Level 1]
[Unlocked technology: Red Dragon mech production line, aerospace fighter jet production line, laser gun turret, small military satellite production line…]
[Lord Talent: No time consumption for construction/production]
[Civilization Imprint upgrade progress: 15%]
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[Initial Black Hole Space: Connected]
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They arrived at the exit of the Red Dragon mech production line.
Old Faulkner was instantly dazed.
This was because the warehouse was filled with brand new Red Dragon mechs.
There were roughly a thousand of them.
The smell of oil from the body told him that it had just been produced.
Old Faulkner turned pale with fright.”
"You're not seeing things!"
Fang Ze shook his head.
Each of the Earth's feudal lords who descended to the Heavenly River System had a talent.
His talent was that construction/production had no time consumption.
Generally speaking, manufacturing a mecha required the production of the various parts of the mecha step by step and then assembling them into a complete mecha. This process required a lot of time.
As for him, he only needed to put the raw materials into the production line, and the mecha would be produced in the next instant.
This was no time consumption!
"Not only mechas, but also interstellar warships!”
Fang Ze thought to himself, As long as I have enough raw materials, I can quickly pull up a huge interstellar fleet to attack and occupy the nearby civilized planets!”
Conquering the sea of stars was his dream.
It was also the dream of all Earth's feudal lords.
Fang Ze looked at the brand new Red Dragon mechs in the warehouse and thought,""Thousands of Red Dragon Mechs are enough to take care of the lizardmen space pirates occupying the Kuangqu!”
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