In space.

In orbit about 5,000 kilometers from the surface of Blue Mercury.

The "Dreadnought Bank" did not continue to lower its altitude, but simply turned on the ship's observation equipment to observe the ground.

At the same time, the signal officer was also collecting and organizing various types of radio information received, and had preliminarily deciphered the graphic and text information comparison data packets sent by certain countries. In fact, he could already start a dialogue with this inferior civilization under his feet.

but……

The Dreadnought Bank chose to remain silent for the time being and did not respond.

"If we were an A-class battleship, we could immediately order this low-level planet to surrender. If they refused, we could conduct a few main gun test firing drills to destroy several small islands on the planet, thus breaking their will to resist and forcing them to surrender."

"If we were a B- or C-class secondary battleship, we could establish diplomatic relations with several of the most powerful nations on the planet, ask them to provide assistance in finding the Emperor, and then provide them with a certain amount of compensation after the mission is accomplished."

"If we were a D- or E-class cannon fodder battleship, we might have to lower our stance and gather enough intelligence information, then cooperate with other countries that might be worthy of cooperation to find His Majesty the Emperor."

"But... we're just a logistics transport ship, armed with only a few low-power laser cannons. Our combat effectiveness is not as good as that of the Empire's F-class armed patrol boats. A single space fighter could easily destroy us."

"Even the less intelligent civilizations on the planets below have many ways to inflict a fatal blow on us. Even a fission-powered nuclear weapon with the most primitive technology could cause us severe damage."

"We who came to this planet on behalf of the Empire are simply a disgrace to the Empire."

The words of the black armored man, Captain Bank, made many armored men present lower their heads, and the photonic quantum chips in their brains produced emotional signals of shame.

"Captain, I've actually wanted to serve on a battleship for a long time, but my application has been submitted for fifty years and has never been approved."

"Yes, I've been applying for this report for over a hundred years, but the main battleships haven't suffered any damage, so we haven't been given any chances for promotion."

"I don't want to be on this ship either, but we're the lowest-ranking, pure robot cannon fodder in the empire. We're not even qualified to be high-level cannon fodder on a main battleship."

Perhaps it touched a sore spot, and for a moment, complaints and grumblings were heard everywhere in the bridge control room.

“That’s enough!”

Captain Bank growled, and if he had a carbon-based biological face, his face would have turned ashen by now.

He also didn't expect that his subordinates, who were usually considered "dedicated to their work", disliked this spaceship so much. Not a single one of them even liked to stay here... This made him very angry. It was simply an insult to him as the captain... He remembered that usually these subordinates would flatter him one by one and say they were willing to follow him forever.

Of course, Bank would not tell his subordinates that he had been the captain of the "Dreadnought Bank" for thousands of years and had written countless application reports, but later he gave up and no longer had that idea. He just wanted to do his job diligently in this ordinary position and play the role of an inconspicuous screw.

"The issue we should discuss now is how to rescue His Majesty the Emperor, not listen to your complaints!"

"It's true that the Dreadnought Bank's armament is very weak, but don't forget, we still have 50 units (1 unit = 1 kilogram) of antimatter fuel left on board. This amount of antimatter fuel alone can destroy thousands of cities. Our strength should not be underestimated!"

"Furthermore, if we can recover the Emperor, we will have accomplished a great feat. His Majesty will not forget our service and will surely reward us generously. In the future, the 'Dreadnought Bank' you will serve on will even be a 'Hell-Class' battleship."

"So, quickly come up with a better plan to find our Emperor!"

Captain Bank's words made his subordinates nod their heads and stop complaining. They all began to run the optical quantum chips in their brains at high speed, thinking about how to find His Majesty the Emperor.

After a period of discussion, they reached a few consensuses:

One, His Majesty the Emperor must still be on this planet, but in a less than ideal living situation.

Second, since His Majesty the Emperor has a way to send a signal into space and send out a summoning signal, it means that His Majesty the Emperor still has certain abilities and has basically integrated into the local area.

Third, they read the message sent by His Majesty the Emperor dozens of times, which mentioned the two keywords "Xia Kingdom" and "Tianhai City", which allowed them to greatly narrow the search scope.

In addition, the signal content also contains the phrase "I am waiting for a reply", indicating that His Majesty the Emperor hopes to get their response information and then establish contact.

So, the next step is very easy.

"We'll first find the Xia Kingdom, a place called 'Tianhai City'. Then, we'll send a high-powered radio signal for His Majesty the Emperor to receive. We'll then specify a coordinate with few people around and have His Majesty wait there. As long as we can confirm that he's our Emperor, we'll have accomplished a great feat!"

"Signal officer, increase your efforts to decipher the target planet's written language. As quickly as possible, determine the location of 'Xia Country, Tianhai City'!"

Captain Bank gave the order.

"yes!"

…

However, two days passed.

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