"Rest assured."
Kavise replied with a smile.
...
Star Ring City·east side of the central area.
A towering giant factory was situated here.
At the entrance of the factory, two V Generation Pure chanical cha·Star ssengers stood motionless guarding it.
At this mont, Icaroya, wearing a blue long dress, with silver hair and an indifferent expression, walked over.
Crock followed closely behind.
The two V Generation cha at the entrance imdiately knelt on one knee, lowering their heads, showing utmost respect.
Icaroya walked into the factory with a cold deanor.
Entering the interior of the factory, an incredibly breathtaking scene appeared as a row of giant Star Diamond Heads, shining like stars, stood upright inside.
Each Star Diamond Head reached heights of over ten thousand ters.
The texture on the body of each Star Diamond Head was polished to an exceptionally beautiful degree, like pieces of artwork.
A large number of workers were busily inspecting these giant Star Diamond Heads.
At this mont, the person in charge of the factory, a slightly plump middle-aged man with small eyes, saw Icaroya co in and rushed over imdiately. His short legs burst with unprecedented speed, and he hurried to Icaroya, greeting her with a face full of fear.
"Why have you co, Lord City Lord?"
"Feige, has the progress of the production I requested been completed?"
Icaroya stared at Feige, directly getting to the point.
Feige’s forehead was drenched in cold sweat, he didn’t dare to breathe and quickly replied, "Rest assured, Lord City Lord, the progress you requested has been absolutely completed."
After hearing this, Icaroya randomly walked toward one of the standing giant Star Diamond Heads.
Feige followed behind with trembling legs, cold sweat continuously pouring down his forehead.
Crock glanced at the trembling Feige but said nothing.
By this ti, Icaroya had already walked up to one of the giant diamond heads. She slowly raised her right hand, stretching out her slender fingers, and directly pointed at the towering giant Star Diamond Head.
At this mont, Feige was almost scared out of his pants, internally praying for everything to be flawless.
Seconds ticked by.
In reality, it was only about seven or eight seconds before Icaroya withdrew her fingers.
But for Feige, it felt like an eternity, extraordinarily tornting.
"Barely qualified. I hope there will be no shoddy work, or you know the consequences."
Icaroya coldly glanced at Feige.
"Yes, yes, Lord Icaroya, rest assured, that kind of situation absolutely won’t happen, I swear on my head!"
Upon hearing Icaroya’s words, Feige felt as if he had just returned from the gates of hell.
Icaroya turned away indifferently and left with Crock.
"Take care, Lord Icaroya."
Feige hurriedly gave a ninety-degree bow toward Icaroya’s departing figure.
Once Icaroya was far away, Feige’s legs went soft, and he collapsed directly to the ground, with subordinates quickly running over.
"Director, are you alright?"
"I’m fine, you all go back to work, don’t worry about ..."
Feige said with lingering fear.
...
On the other side, after Icaroya left the factory, she proceeded directly to the Star-Picking Tower.
Crock followed silently behind.
When Icaroya reached the top floor of the Star-Picking Tower, she stopped and turned her head to Crock, saying,
"Crock, you don’t need to follow ."
"Yes!"
Crock responded without the slightest hesitation.
At this mont, Icaroya lifted her hand and swung it in the air. Imdiately, the entire Star-Picking Tower emitted radiant light, and then a small Star Gate appeared in front of Icaroya.
Icaroya walked directly into the small Star Gate.
Crock respectfully bowed, sending off Icaroya.
As Icaroya’s figure disappeared into the Star Gate, the small Star Gate vanished.
chanical Empire·chanical Corpse Imperial Palace·Star Platform.
An old man with half of his body chanically modified, wearing a black dragon-patterned robe, exuding a powerful aura, led a group of subordinates, waiting silently.
This leading old man was none other than Emperor Isaac of the chanical Empire.
The small Star Gate erected on the Star Platform was now emitting brilliant light.
Seeing this scene, Isaac’s old face twitched slightly, feeling a bit tense.
In the next second, Icaroya erged calmly from the Star Gate.
"Welco, Lord Icaroya."
Isaac, abandoning his usual pride and dominance, led everyone in bowing their heads humbly to welco her.
"Mm, to the laboratory, everyone else should disperse."
Icaroya responded coldly.
"Yes, Lord City Lord, please follow ."
Isaac imdiately replied, leading Icaroya toward the very core laboratory of the chanical Empire.
At this ti, apart from a small number of core personnel of the chanical Empire who followed, the vast majority of people stopped in their tracks, not daring to follow.
...
Shortly after, Isaac led Icaroya to a giant underground laboratory base.
The place was heavily guarded.
At the entrance, two V Generation Pure chanical cha·Slaughterers stood on guard.
Walking inside, they encountered more than thirty-six Fake V Generation chas, patrolling constantly.
The corridors were lined with various isolating tal gates and countless weapons.
When they took the elevator to the deepest point and the elevator doors opened, they were imdiately faced with a daunting ch towering over a hundred ters tall. The entire ch was covered in layers of black heavy armor, with black spikes protruding and a grotesque alien head with crimson eyes, bared sharp fangs, and claws emitting a cold gleam, the entire ch exuding an intimidating aura.
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