In the next few months, Martin tried his best to digest everything about the Matrix Galaxy, but it was still very difficult. The Matrix Galaxy was a technological force and their education level was very high.
Some planes are easy, but some planes are playing tricks. Martin has to transfer the management and legions trained in the Gods' Plane to various planes to maintain the status quo.
However, there are still a few planes making trouble in secret.
When Martin heard the news, his knuckles turned white from exerting force, and his eyes were filled with the anger that had been suppressed for a long time.
Those planes that were secretly causing trouble were like leeches, testing his bottom line again and again, and finally exhausted his last bit of patience.
"Since you are shameless even if I give you face."
After enduring for a long time, he launched an indiscriminate massacre against those small planes.
And in the end, those small planes were directly destroyed.
During this period, Martin contracted a large number of elite management of the Matrix Galaxy and disrupted them.
Directly sent to various planes to take up various positions, so that the matrix galaxy can calm down,
The calm did not last long.
As the dust from the destroyed planes gradually settled in the starry sky, Martin stood at the porthole of the command ship, looking at the dark spots marked as "abandoned" on the holographic star map.
His fingertips unconsciously stroked the window sill. Eric beside him hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but speak.
"Your Majesty, we've recently received petitions from many planes, saying...that our methods are too harsh."
Martin turned around, and the hostility in his eyes had mostly disappeared, leaving only a bottomless fatigue.
"Fierce? Wait until half of the mine is blown up by a secretly planted energy bomb like what happened to the Seventh Star Ring, and the management sent there is kidnapped as a hostage, then you can talk to me about the word 'fierce'."
He paused and pulled up an encrypted file.
"Look at this—this was pulled out from the core of a destroyed plane. They secretly connected with the backchannel of the higher plane and wanted to sell the defense map of the Matrix Galaxy."
Eric looked at the transaction records in the file and his face instantly darkened.
"I'm not bloodthirsty, I just have to kill."
Martin walked to the newly drawn management distribution map and pointed his finger at the new nodes composed of elites.
"These people are the cornerstone of stabilizing the situation, but the rat holes beneath the cornerstone must be cleared out."
He changed the subject.
"Let the propaganda departments take action. Don't just report on peace and stability. Release those smashed conspiracies and intercepted secret letters bit by bit. Let everyone know that peace doesn't come out of thin air."
After the order was issued, a series of decrypted images began to be broadcast on the public channel of Matrix Galaxy.
There were dismantled time bombs, intercepted secret letters of rebellion, and even images of a laboratory where biological weapons were secretly cultivated in a certain dimension.
At first there were some questioning voices, but as more and more evidence emerged, they gradually turned into silence, and later, they accepted the new order as it was.
At this moment, the Golden Behemoth's thick hooves stepped on the alloy floor, making a dull echo. Its huge body almost touched the dome of the command room, and the smell of dust and smoke from a distant country still lingered around it.
"Your Majesty, after investigation, there are no living creatures in the distant country."
Its sound was like the friction between rocks, with a hint of hoarseness after a battle.
"The follow-up fleet has arrived as planned. The starport foundation has been laid, and the energy anchor is being calibrated. It is expected to be operational in three months."
Martin turned away from the star map and his eyes fell on the Golden Behemoth. He nodded slightly and tapped the console with his fingertips. An order marked "Special Supply" was immediately issued.
"Thank you for your hard work. Let all the soldiers who participated in the expedition go to the recuperation cabin to rest. The new equipment in the armory will be replaced with you first."
The Golden Behemoth lowered its head, and a hint of heat flashed in its golden vertical pupils.
Then he bent his hind legs slightly and gave a simple military salute: "As you command, Your Majesty."
After saying that, it turned and left, and the heavy footsteps gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The command room fell silent again, and Martin looked out the window at the deep sea of stars.
Martin had also heard about the things in the distant country, but he didn't expect that the ancient plane could actually do it and directly destroy a superior force.
The cost of war is always hidden behind victory.
He sighed softly and brought his thoughts back to the current situation: the threat from the four superior forces has not been eliminated, the defense of the Matrix Galaxy still needs to be strengthened, and the establishment of a starport in a distant country will be an important fulcrum for future confrontations with foreign enemies.
"Eric," he said into the communicator, "install three layers of anti-space jump barriers at the starport in the distant kingdom, and station a team of time knights there."
Eric's voice came through the communicator with a crackling sound of electricity.
"Your Majesty, the core components of the anti-space jump barrier need to be transferred from the Light Column Plane. They have just experienced fierce fighting there, and the inventory is probably insufficient."
Martin's fingertips slid across the star map, his gaze landing on the armory symbol on the Matrix's main planet. "Remove the spare 'Astral Anchors' from the main plane and prioritize supplying them to distant realms."
"Over in the Gods' Plane, have Del Luna's Time Knight use the power of retrospection to repair the inventory production line. The shortfall must be filled within three days."
"Yes." Eric paused and added, "Also, news has come from a distant country that abnormal energy fluctuations have been detected beneath the starport's foundation."
"It looks like the remains of some dormant ancient battlefield. Its energy signature doesn't match any civilization we know of."
Martin frowned slightly. "Tell the exploration team to be careful and not to disturb it rashly. First, establish an isolation zone. Once the main part of the starport is completed, I'll go and take a look myself."
At this moment, Del Luna's communication request suddenly came in, and his voice carried the smell of gunpowder on the battlefield.
"Your Majesty, the main gods at the edge of the gods' plane have been eliminated, but we found this in the wreckage of the enemy ship."
In the holographic projection, a dark purple crystal was flickering, and the patterns flowing on its surface were surprisingly similar to the energy fluctuations detected in a distant country.
"This is..." Martin's pupils shrank slightly, "How could there be such a thing in the fleet of the superior power?"
Del Luna's image moved closer. "When the Knights' power of time touches the crystal, a star map will emerge, pointing in the direction of the Matrix Galaxy."
The atmosphere in the command room suddenly grew heavy. Martin looked at the line connecting the distant land and the Matrix Galaxy on the star map and suddenly understood something.
He suddenly stood up, golden energy surging around him. "Eric, immediately inform the follow-up fleet of the distant country to abandon the starport construction and put all personnel on alert!"
"Druna, bring your Time Dragon Knight team to the rescue immediately. No need to take a detour, break through the space barrier directly."
In the holographic projection, Del Luna's armor reflected a cold light. He raised his hand to press on his helmet and saluted: "As you command, Your Majesty."
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