Refusing nature isn’t a friend, not a friend, so why let you linger here?
This would of course antagonize this great Mechanic, but Bryrim didn’t care; long-term interests are something to be considered by civilizations.
For people like them, the next time they meet is unknown, and benefits must naturally be taken on the spot.
Li Ming looked deeply at him, the location of the trade was already locked, and temporarily it couldn’t be changed.
He nodded and said, "No problem, I can help you craft, but I have one question, how did you find us?"
"Ha ha, I knew Lord Azure Dragon was a friend." Bryrim laughed heartily, then said, "Your spaceship, although docked far away, my probes had long covered that area."
"The Collector’s spaceship, it’s too conspicuous."
He seemed proud, and with a threatening air, he displayed a screen image, which was indeed Ulrich’s spaceship.
Li Ming glanced at Ulrich, who appeared somewhat embarrassed, this matter wasn’t his own, so it didn’t weigh on his heart as heavily.
"Come, keep a good watch on this spaceship, make sure nothing goes wrong." Bryrim instructed his subordinates to tightly guard the small spaceship, inside and out.
Li Ming’s expression was dark. Tiago was still inside.
Bryrim personally led the way to the upper levels of this gigantic warship.
"What civilization’s warship is this?" As Li Ming approached, he increasingly felt the enormity of the warship, he couldn’t help but speculate that the warship’s main cannon could probably directly blast a planet to smithereens.
"Who knows." Bryrim was also unsure, shaking his head, "Things found in the Red River Star Stream, nobody’s really certain."
The uppermost deck of the warship stretched as far as the eye could see, clearly observing the deep red star stream that seemed to pierce through the universe, with all other stars appearing utterly insignificant before it.
It was like a red curtain, concealing the mysteries of the universe.
"Hmm?" Li Ming suddenly felt that the Red River Star Stream seemed to have brightened some, its dark red hue turning toward bright red,
The scattered star mist, like startled fish, suddenly dispersed in the distance, and the red star stream appeared to pulse, like tide-like ripples slowly emerging.
Li Ming’s eyes widened. This seemed... not an illusion?
"The tide is coming..." Ulrich’s voice sounded.
Li Ming suddenly understood. The tide of the Red River Star Stream signified a window period during which one could delve deeper into it.
Ulrich was somewhat nostalgic, he would venture into the Red River Stream during past tides.
Whereas Li Ming was reminded of something Monroe had mentioned before, he was using the Land of Stars to draw certain things from it.
"Don’t worry, we’re at a distance from the Red River Star Stream, the tide won’t affect us." Bryrim didn’t mind and led everyone into a hall to set up a welcoming banquet.
Throughout the conversation, he also kept probing, asking why they had come.
"We’re preparing to go somewhere, had planned to stop for resupply," Ulrich explained expressionlessly.
"Resupply?" Bryrim smirked, though he did not expose them.
Li Ming glanced at him, this guy didn’t believe they were on the run, not even suspecting Theo and Sandro’s presence.
It made sense, after all, no other whispers had come out.
After quite a bit of beating around the bush, Bryrim didn’t gain anything, and the banquet was also ready.
Bryrim’s welcoming banquet had a certain flair, with a multitude of slave girls dancing gracefully and various colored drinks continuously poured.
Li Ming didn’t have much interest in this banquet and midway, Bryrim took out weapon blueprints for him to look over.
He wanted to craft a bladed metal cold weapon.
"I’ve prepared the materials nearly completely, Nova Storm Alloy, Dark Matter Alloy, and even a Super Giant Star Core. I was thinking it’d best be foldable..." Bryrim detailed his requirements.
"Um, what’s your power level approximately?" Li Ming looked at the blueprints and casually asked.
"This..." Bryrim was surprised, "What does this have to do with the weapon?"
"Of course, it’s related. It’s complicated but I need to adjust weapon data based on your strength," Li Ming frowned and said.
Bryrim pondered, "I’m not from a conventional Evolution System, but if I have to compare, it should be about the same as an A-class Genetic Evolution Body with about 60% development progress."
"My Burst Level can exceed 100A."
"Oh." Li Ming nodded thoughtfully and looked at the materials this guy had prepared, shaking his head, "This seems only enough for one weapon."
Bryrim was slightly stunned and pretended to be confused, "Otherwise?"
"Nothing." Li Ming chuckled lightly.
"Then what do you think, when can it be crafted? I’ve prepared a quiet place for you," Bryrim pressed on while the iron was hot.
Ulrich glanced over, sneering secretly.
"No rush." Li Ming put down the blueprints.
Bryrim was inwardly anxious and hesitated to speak further, not good to pressure anymore.
While the banquet proceeded, within Ulrich’s steel castle, bodies littered the floor, blood flowed freely, and the smell of gore wafted in the air.
Brown trembled all over, kneeling on the ground, his face filled with panic.
Around him, the surviving Guard Soldiers were also covered with wounds, detained collectively, kneeling on the ground, behind them stood fully armed Double-tailed Scorpion soldiers, exuding an iron-blooded aura.
"Ah, ah, Princess Asimara... I..." Brown looked at the shapely woman before him, with large eyes filled with fear.
By the side of Asimara stood Prince Bai Jiang, who with hands behind his back surveyed the hall, his gaze falling upon the nails in the wall, slightly nostalgic: