Star Fleet: Age of Lords.

Chapter 161 White Hole Harvest
At Feng Mo's command, Han Peipei entered the code to disable the engine on the main console, and the Orca shot towards the northern space station at high speed like an arrow.

"Report, everything is normal on the Orca. The hull structure is stable, the weapons are complete, the corridor structure is intact, the navigation is stable, and there are no abnormalities!"

As all the data were summarized, Feng Mo breathed a sigh of relief. The work of dozens of starship engineers and hundreds of starship builders over half a year had finally come to fruition.

In the past six months, Feng Mo has been working day and night, unable to sleep, and has devoted himself to the construction of the Orca, requiring the necessary spiritual nutrient solution every day. Not only him, but all the staff are obsessed with it. Now they have finally succeeded. This is a historic moment. It is a solid step for the entire territory to move from T4 to T5!

The next step was to conduct various tests. The results showed that all of them were successful. Feng Mo stood up and said to everyone in the main control room:
"Everyone, let's go back. Everyone will get a promotion and a raise. And our hero, Alyssa, will get plenty of snacks!"

A round of cheers rang out, and the Orca returned safely. When Feng Mo was about to return to the base to rest, Alyssa grabbed the corner of Feng Mo's clothes and said timidly:

"Commander, Alisa doesn't need as many snacks as she wants. Can you agree to one of Alisa's requests?"

Feng Mo raised his eyebrows. This was the first time that Alyssa asked him for help. It must be an important matter. He suppressed his joy and said seriously:
"Tell me what you want to hear. As long as it's not too much, I'll agree to everything, including plenty of snacks!"

After hearing this, Alyssa smiled and said, "I knew that you, the commander, are the best. You established the highest-level military academy in the university. Alyssa wants to let a few of her people go in to study. Is that okay?"

Feng Mo nodded after hearing this. This was not an excessive request, but Feng Mo had high hopes for this university, and even named it after the Storm Fleet. Moreover, the admissions to this university were very strict, and political review was a must, as well as a series of assessments.

Feng Mo has a population of nearly 20 billion under his command, including the main star of Xianyun. This university only enrolls 1,000 students every year, and only the best of the best can enter. This is the first time that Alyssa has asked him for help, and he cannot dampen the interest of this great contributor.

"I'll give you three places. You can designate any candidate you want. How about that? Are you satisfied?"

Feng Mo said with a smile while pinching Elisa's round little face. Elisa smiled sweetly after hearing that. She was not a greedy person. Three places were enough. As a member of the interstellar dwarf tribe and the confidant of the lord, she was in a high position and she had to give something back to her people.

As for the number of places, the lord has said how many places there are. If there are not enough, let them earn them themselves. How can they know how to cherish these hard-earned places if they don’t earn them?

There are only a thousand people every year out of a population of 20 billion. Do you really think it's that easy to get in? It's a fierce battle between dragons and tigers, with thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge. Whoever can get in will be guaranteed to be a crew member of the Storm Fleet after graduation.

Being able to personally build or drive a T4 or even a T5 starship may be the biggest dream of all military academy students in their lifetime.

After Feng Mo sent the happy Elisa away, he returned to the bedroom alone. He was exhausted and collapsed on the big bed. Soon he began to snore softly. He was really tired.

In the past six months, he only slept two or three hours a day, relying entirely on this spiritual nutrient solution. Even though he is a level three genetic warrior, his body cannot bear it. But there is no way. Now is not the time to enjoy. Especially for Feng Mo who has just been stimulated by the new technologies of the Federation.

When Feng Mo woke up, it was already two days later. He put on his combat uniform, put the smart terminal on his arm, sent a message to Han Peipei, and went to the cafeteria alone to eat.

Along the way, Feng Mo met a large number of starship engineers who were building the Orca together. He smiled and greeted them, and occasionally pulled one over to chat. These people were rare talents under his command, and Feng Mo had high hopes for all of them. March 7497, 3, Federal Calendar

Feng Mo boarded the Orca and the Hurricane to officially return to the Hurricane main star. After getting off the starship, he and Han Peipei took the interstellar vehicle directly to the base building.

At this time, Al was sorting out the harvest from the white hole in the storage room. Feng Mo pushed the door and entered the storage room. This was where treasures were stored. It was built on the 33rd floor underground of the base building.

The entire thirty-third floor covers a total area of ​​over ten thousand square meters, but only a handful of treasures are placed in it. Feng Mo said when the storage room was completed that one day it must be filled with treasures, and he believed that this day would not be too far away.

When Al saw Feng Mo coming, he was the first to report: "Sir, this time the white hole eruption yielded a lot of gains. The dark matter raw materials and dark energy crystals alone are enough to build five T5 starships. The remaining treasures that erupted are all here."

Feng Mo looked at the row of shelves in front of him. On them were two lead boxes and a huge crystal box. Inside lay a small insect about a dozen centimeters long, shaped like an earthworm.

"Sir, there are a total of eight star seeds in this white hole eruption, one of which is T5, two are T4, one is T3, and four are T2."

"But after testing, we found that the energy in the T2, T3, and one T4 star seeds was completely consumed."

"The culprit is this little bug. The information that the Lord gave me last time described it as an interstellar worm in its growth stage. When we found it, it was just gnawing on the last T4 interstellar seed, and a small piece had been bitten off."

"Although this little thing has powerful teeth, it still can't bite through the special crystal of the Crystal Skeleton Clan."

Feng Mo had heard of this special crystal a long time ago. In fact, it is a substance that has been compressed and filtered, and it has a special flavor. It is based on the same principle as cat poop coffee.

Feng Mo did not feel distressed after hearing this, but rather excited. He had just dozed off when a pillow came hitting him. Moreover, this little thing had eaten one of his interstellar seeds last time, and this time it had eaten six of his interstellar seeds. He must enslave it severely.

Moreover, the T5-level slave chip has just been produced and can be officially used after testing. However, its production process is too complicated and the raw materials used are very precious, so it cannot be mass-produced.

Only ten were produced in this batch. Feng Mo brought them all back and dealt with all the follow-up matters clearly, ensuring that the news would not leak out before returning to the main star of Hurricane.

This young interstellar worm in front of us is just right for testing the strength of the T5-level slavery chip. The design drawings record that it can enslave all creatures including T5-level creatures, but once the enslaved object breaks through to the T6 level, the slavery chip will automatically explode and destroy its brain.

This can be considered an alarm measure. Feng Mo also agrees with this measure. If it cannot be used by me, then I will be prepared to die.

(End of this chapter)