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"The company is here to collect debts."

Although he is the head of the market development department, debt collection is the job of the strategic investment department. However, the local resources are an important strategic resource, and whoever can grab them first will have the upper hand in the departmental competition.

As for the individual who is close to the envoy, he is indeed a relatively strong being in the universe, but he is still far from enough to make him give in.

Even if the girl were the real messenger, Oswaldo would not be afraid in the slightest.

If he were afraid of Ling Shi, he wouldn't have competed with Diamond for a board seat.

"Since the unreasonable natives are unwilling to cooperate with the market development department, then we will use force to bring the company's civilization to that world."

He had done this kind of thing countless times, but this was the first time he had encountered someone who dared to challenge the company's authority.

I remember a long time ago, a group of wild and unruly cowboys rebelled and tried to stop the market development department, and then...

The planet's black minerals, as rare metals, are used extensively in the manufacture of high-powered weapons and are transported to more planets by the company's cargo ships.

process?

He couldn't remember anymore.

All high-value minerals within the galaxy should belong to the company!

"All is dedicated to the King of Amber!"

Oswaldo placed his hand on his chest and let out a sincere and fervent shout.

……

Belleburg, Cripperburg.

The holographic interface went dark, ending the communication with his superior. Bryce regained some of his ease, just as he had felt when he first stepped into the High Warden's palace.

"As you all wished, I have reported to my supervisor, and the enforcement procedure has been authorized by headquarters and will be initiated immediately."

"The company's fleet will soon arrive at Arillow VI to blockade near-Earth orbit, gentlemen..."

"I need a bean bag!"

Suddenly, Qiong raised his arm high in front of Bryce, cutting off the words that were rolling between the senior executive's lips. He was startled almost imperceptibly.

The synesthetic beacon failed to translate the four syllables, but managed to convey their meaning.

"Once the program starts, it's irreversible, Mr. Qiong. It's too late to regret it now."

Bryce tapped his palm lightly with the edge of the data pad.

"What do you regret? I'm asking—"

Qiong raised her finger:

"Are all the starships you've brought the same model as those outside? How many credits does one cost? Do you have any star destroyers? Have your boss bring more, since I don't know how many starships it will take to offset Belloberg's maintenance costs."

Qiong scratched his head, revealing an embarrassed smile like a sunny, cheerful young man, and rubbed his hands together:

"What if we damage a few ships during the enforcement process, and we don't have enough remaining warships to compensate for them?"

"You're right, aren't you, Xingbao?"

Qiong gently nudged Xing beside her with her elbow.

"Yes, yes! That's right!"

Xing crossed her arms over her chest, nodding her head repeatedly like a little robot that had been switched on, looking quite serious.

So that's why~

Qiong casually put her arm around Xing's shoulder, her tone light and cheerful:

"You need to be prepared to send all the goods over at once, so you don't have to make two trips back and forth, which is too much trouble."

"That's it!"

Xing echoed her words like a broken record.

"..."

Bryce's lips moved slightly as he looked at the two of them as if he were witnessing two madmen dancing on the edge of a cliff.

To be honest, he had been observing the nameless guests ever since he entered the palace, and had long suspected that the gray-haired pair had mental problems!

The gray-haired girl was jumping in and out of the trash can, even putting it on her head and using the lid as a shield, like a child who had found a sword-shaped icicle in winter, having a great time.

The company fleet is coming!

Instead of preparing for the worst, they're provoking the company to send more starships?

Is this an attempt to help the civilization of this planet, or to put them to death?

Bryce looked at Bronya, the leader of Belloborg and the High Guardian.

The silver-haired girl unconsciously gripped the edge of the Great Guardian's cloak. Bryce could easily tell that this was a sign of nervousness, but when she noticed his gaze, she actually revealed a stern smile.

"I trust Qiong's judgment."

Bronya's words carried weight, after all, Sora was her fiancé!

Bryce shook his head; he couldn't understand the thought process of these people.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Qiong shouting at the top of her lungs to the outside:

"Brownie, how's it going? Can you crack the operating systems of those starships?"

Bryce paused, startled. Had he cracked the starship's operating system?

His lips twitched uncontrollably; it was as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the entire universe.

That's the company's starship, with a triple encryption operating system—entangled keys, a biological neural lock, and a dynamic chaotic algorithm—a firewall that has thwarted countless hackers in the galaxy.

These people actually want to crack it?

Are you kidding me?

"Mr. Qiong, don't waste your energy. Do you know how many times our firewall checks every second..."

The sudden roar of engines drowned out his words. Bryce's expression froze instantly as he stared wide-eyed at the starship that had been hacked and was hovering in the sky, as if he had seen a ghost.

impossible!

how can that be!

While the company's Starship firewall is not foolproof, the number of people in the universe who could hack into the system in such a short time is extremely small, and each one is a renowned hacker.

How could Yalilo be... no, is he an anonymous guest?

Even if it were an anonymous visitor, that wouldn't be possible.

"It's alright, a bit difficult, but not too high."

The hatch slid open, and the blue light of the lingering quantum data stream still danced on Brownie's fingertips. She clapped her hands, performed a leap of faith, and landed on the outer platform of the palace.

"I was a bit stuck on the last floor, but since you said we were in a hurry, I didn't try to figure it out myself and asked that android."

Haha Rabbit's hacking skills have grown at a rocket-like speed after absorbing the knowledge of this world, easily surpassing 100 versions of himself before he came to this world.

Learn a few more tricks from Screw Gumm, and you'll be a cosmic-level hacker in no time!

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Qiong and Miss Haitu gave each other a cool, fancy high five, then belatedly looked at Bryce.

"By the way, Mr. Bryce, what were you trying to say just now?"

"..."

Bryce's expression shifted dramatically.

The facts are right in front of him, and no matter how much he doesn't believe it, he has to believe it.

This unnamed guest with pigtails and a bunny-ear hood is a super hacker capable of breaking into company firewalls!

Wait, why does this look so familiar?

Bryce felt like he'd seen that face somewhere before...

At the same time, a bad feeling rose in his heart. Would the boss mess things up this time?

……

The Yallo Galaxy.

Because its space had been sealed off by the star core for over seven hundred years, no interstellar routes had ever passed through this remote and dangerous sealed-off star region, and no one knew about it after the seal was lifted.

In this vast star system, only the stars are quietly rotating.

However, today, this desolate galaxy welcomes a new visitor.

Unfortunately, they were uninvited guests.

At the edge of a desolate star system, accompanied by a twisted and continuous gravitational collapse, steel warships gleaming with a cold, hard metallic luster entered this world as the star's core disappeared and its galactic orbits returned to normal.

The silver ship was still covered with a layer of imaginary energy that had not completely dissipated, which was enough to prove how far away its world was.

"Successfully arrived at the target world. This place is really backward."

On the command module of a starship, a company employee dressed in a standard black suit sneered.

"I heard that this place has been a tourist planet for hundreds of years."

"Who told these unlucky bastards to run into the cancer of all realms?"

"The fact that civilization has survived is pure luck."

"Hey, I heard this civilization wants to ask the company for trillions of dollars in maintenance fees? Hahaha! That's hilarious."

"Hey, wanna bet? I bet they won't even survive the first round of orbital bombardment."

"Attention everyone! The enemy has activated their ultimate weapon—the Snowfield Cavalry Charge! Hahaha!"

On the starship, the company employees were laughing and joking.

The company works like this: the natives just need to pack their bags and leave to work as laborers in the mines, leaving their descendants to bear the debt. But the company has many more things to consider.

For example, they need to use their brains to think about how to squeeze as much profit as possible out of this project!

"Fleet, advance! Target—Arilo!"

After a brief adjustment to adapt to the space environment of this world, the fleet set sail again, traversing the desolate and empty space to reach a fairly close distance to Arilo.

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Belleburg, Cripperburg.

"...Okay, I understand."

"Thank you, I will be careful."

Slender fingers gently pressed on the Bluetooth-like communicator on the side of her ear. Topaz's clear blue eyes flickered, and her eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks.

The blue light on the communicator went out, and Toppa let out a soft breath. He subconsciously wanted to rub Zhang Zhang, but found that his good friend was not beside him at all.

"Accounts? Uh..."

Shouting and looking around, Topa's gaze fell on the long table in the distance.

"...Hmph?"

The chubby little paws, paw-pads spread out on the table with a thud, and the bow behind it trembled.

"Hmph."

Xing sat upright at the end of the long table, his ten fingers interlaced and resting on his chin, his elbows propped on the table in the standard posture of Commander Ikari.

"Snoring, humming!"

Zhang Zhang shook her head vigorously, and the frequency of her slamming the table increased sharply.

"Hmph...snoring, humming, hmph!"

Xing sat up straight, adopting a posture as if he were conducting business negotiations.

Toppa watched this scene with a rather surprised expression: