Chris's heart was bleeding.
It was just building a house and paving a road. Did they really need to use Erlo Metal?
Moreover, the most ridiculous thing was that the material used for the outer shell of the Langdon Empire's battleship was actually ordinary material.
This made Chris speechless.
To put it simply, the nobles of the Langdon Empire used ultra-high standard Erlo Metal for the basic construction of the planet and used other materials for the interstellar battleships that required high standards.
Could you imagine that the walls of a residential house were harder and stronger than the outer shell of a battleship?
Was there something wrong with the Langdon Empire?
However, the bad news was not the only thing.
The good news was that after detailed exploration of this star system, it was found that the reserves of Erlo Metal were more than expected, even more than ten times.
If the Weiss Star System was like this, then the Weiss Star System alone could satisfy the Federation's demand for Erlo Metal for the next few thousand years.
Thinking of this, Chris's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Now that he was also a B-grade dark energy manipulator, he naturally knew the importance of Erlo Metal and how powerful the Nether Class Battleship was.
"Commander, the commander of the fleet that Commander Liang Dong just captured wants to meet with you. He also calls himself the leader of the Langdon Empire's civilian faction."
"Civilian faction leader?"
Hearing the report, Chris raised an eyebrow.
Nobles, civilians …
Now there was a civilian faction leader …
Speaking of which, no matter which civilization it was, the nobles and civilians seemed to be the opposite of each other.
Did they see our strength and want to use our strength to fight against the nobles?
This was getting more and more interesting. Maybe there would be unexpected gains if he met with them.
"Tell Liang Dong that I agree to meet with them and bring them to the Adam."
"Yes, Commander!"
Ten minutes later, a shuttle brought Lance to the Adam's spaceport.
Unlike Liang Dong's Titan-class flagship, as the commander of the Federation's core area, Chris's flagship was a planet-level battleship.
Apart from the four Dark Star class warships they had captured, the Federation had only built three of these warships. The owners were the Federation's Marshal Lin Fan, five-star general Chris, and five-star general Lin Tian.
Other than Lin Fan, one of the other two was the commander-in-chief of the core fleet, while the other was the commander-in-chief of the Fearless fleet. Both of them were at the top of the pyramid.
Seeing a battleship of this level for the first time, Lance was shocked.
Originally, the largest warship he knew of was only the Titan-class warship.
But now, looking at the Adam in front of him, Lance suddenly realized that the Titan-class battleship was nothing compared to it.
Then, what level was the civilization that could build such a powerful warship?
Level Seven?
Or perhaps … Level Eight?
Would such a civilization really help him?
At this moment, Lance's mind was in a mess. He began to doubt his bold idea.
Yes, Lance, the leader of this generation of the Langdon Empire's commoner faction.
This was an organization that had been hidden in the empire for tens of thousands of years. They only had one goal, and that was to overthrow the rule of the nobles and achieve equality for everyone. They would no longer differentiate people based on their levels.
Well, their ideals were great, but … it was said that this organization had been established for tens of thousands of years. What did that mean?
It meant that after tens of thousands of years, they were still nothing but rats in the gutter. They had achieved nothing!
Perhaps the nobles were stupid, but not all of them were as stupid as Kelvin.
If one really wanted to say it, the lower-level nobles were indeed stupid, but the upper-level nobles might not be much better, but they were definitely not that stupid.
Moreover, perhaps they were stupid when it came to commoners and military affairs, but when it came to how to control the commoners, these people were absolute professionals. After all, they had been studying this for tens of thousands of years.
Through the light teleportation device in the Adam, Lance was teleported from the spaceport to the central city in an instant.
Then, under the guidance of the guard, he came to the central building, Chris' office.
As for Chris, he was already waiting for him inside.
"Commander, I've brought him here!"
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. You may leave first!"
"Yes, Commander!"
As the guard left, Chris sized up Lance in front of him.
Compared to humans, the people of the Langdon Empire were about 60% similar. The biggest difference was that they had six fingers on each hand and a pair of short horns on their heads.
In short, to the aesthetic standards of humans, it was still acceptable. It was not considered an ugly race.
While Chris was sizing up Lance, Lance was also sizing up Chris.
And Lance's first impression was …
The aura emitted from his body was too familiar to Lance. This was definitely a famous general, not a fake like Kelvin.
"I'm the commander of this fleet. If you have anything to say, just say it."
After sizing up Lance for a moment, Chris gestured for him to sit down and led him to the sofa in front of him.
"Before I say anything, I want to confirm something. Are you … here to destroy or enslave us?"
This was the most important thing for Lance.
If the other party came to the Weiss Star System with the intention to destroy or enslave, then there was no need to say anything else. It would be meaningless …
"Destroy or enslave?"
"Speaking of which, we have indeed destroyed many civilizations!"
Chris raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
However, this made Lance's heart twitch violently. Clearly, he was frightened by Chris' words of "destroying many civilizations".
"Don't be nervous. Although the Federation has destroyed many civilizations, they are all hostile civilizations of the Federation. Are you … enemies of the Federation?"
"As for the enslavement you mentioned, there are clear laws in the Federation that prohibit any form of enslavement and trading!"
"I wonder if this answer is to your liking?"
With a faint smile, Chris looked at Lance and said.
Although there was no evidence to prove it, Lance instinctively told himself that the other party was not lying and could be trusted!
"Sorry for the strange question, but my identity is a bit special. Only after confirming this can I be honest with you."
"My name is Lance Werther, the descendant of the Blue Shield Empire's greatest marshal, Richard Werther. At the same time, I am the leader of this generation's commoner faction."
"And what I want to discuss with you will have to start from thirty thousand years ago. At that time, the empire had just become a level 6 civilization, and …"