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Above the planet Esperan, a massive light cruiser, suitable for both military and commercial use, was slowly orbiting the planet, its entire flagship densely covered with ship shield generators and conventional macro gun arrays.

This is the core of the Vandrick dynasty's fleet, the palace of the traveling merchants. However, with the decline of the Vandrick dynasty, the once magnificent fleet is now reduced to just this one lonely flagship still serving the dynasty.

Rhodes piloted the shuttle he had taken from the Governor's Mansion launch port, slowly approaching his flagship.

With the Overlord serving as a relay station for the Zerg's psionic sensing and command, even outside the atmosphere, Rhodes could clearly perceive the information of the Zerg on the surface and command them.

Although the rebels around the launch port discovered the Ohmu, before they could figure out what these creatures were, the Ohmu had already drifted to a deserted place using psionic energy and air sacs.

This area was originally a corn-producing region in Esperan. The huge clumps of genetically modified corn perfectly concealed the alien insects, acting as a natural camouflage.

Rhodes gave his Zerg only two simple orders: gather available resources and kill any rebels who might discover the Zerg hive, and then he became a hands-off manager.

I felt a little guilty, like when you're playing a game and you're telling your in-game base, "You're a mature base now, you need to learn to expand and develop on your own."

However, it was also full of the joy of being a hands-off manager.

After all, in games published by a company whose name starts with P, he has to make every decision personally most of the time.

A communication from the spaceship interrupted Rhodes's perception of the Zerg hive.

"This is the flagship of the esteemed Vandreich dynasty. Unauthorized visitors are forbidden from taking another step forward, otherwise..."

The communications crew member's tone was full of warning: if the shuttle continued to move forward for even a few more seconds without explanation, the gun emplacements on the merchant ronin flagship would immediately open fire and blast the aircraft to pieces.

But before he could finish his sentence, when the screen lit up and he saw Rhodes' face, his tone took a complete 180-degree turn.

"A wandering merchant? Is that really you?"

"Please transfer me to Steward Alia."

"yes!"

The communication screen on the shuttle flashed briefly, then switched to the bridge of the cruiser.

The woman in the picture is wearing a long black coat, with a brown coat with gold trim casually draped over her back. Her long golden hair is neatly tied back in a ponytail.

At this moment, the woman was facing away from the communications projection, with rows of fully armed soldiers standing tall and proud. Rhodes immediately recognized that almost all the senior officers and combat forces on the flagship were gathered behind her.

Upon hearing the communication from the spaceship behind them, the other party turned around deftly.

When she saw Rhodes' figure in the communication image, her tense shoulders instantly relaxed, and after a breath, she readjusted her posture, stood tall and straight.

"Your Excellency, the esteemed merchant ronin, I am glad that the rebellion on this planet has not caused the Vandrick dynasty to lose its last bloodline."

Aliya waved her hand, signaling the soldiers behind her to retreat.

In Rhodes's memory, this female steward should be considered one of the few outstanding talents in the dynasty.

Although she herself was not from the Imperial Navy, her father, who was from the Imperial Navy, was strict and calm, and his meticulous family education made up for this. Therefore, after her father's death, she naturally took over his position as the head of the merchant ronin.

Rhodes had a headache. Although he had absorbed the memories of the wandering merchant Rhodes from this world, he couldn't be sure that his words and actions would be exactly the same as the original wandering merchant.

Fortunately, the original owner was only concerned with enjoying the remaining privileges of this merchant ronin dynasty, and apart from leaving the affairs to Aliya, the original owner did not have much contact with Aliya.

Hopefully, the other party won't notice the changes in the traveling merchant Rhodes.

"Let's discuss the specifics once I'm on board."

Several tens of minutes later, aboard the flagship of the Vandrick dynasty, the Luna-class cruiser Christina.

Rhodes inserted his finger into the Thinker's socket on the bridge, and with a slight piercing sensation, a drop of blood dripped from Rhodes' fingertip into the socket.

[Direct bloodline of the Vandrick dynasty detected. Access granted. Current ship status: Normal]

"Aliya, what's the situation on this planet right now?" Rhode glanced at the crew members standing below him. The two people he had brought back from the planet's surface were also standing on the bridge, making it easier for him to ask for information. In addition to the usual crew members on the bridge, the ship's state priest had also come.

It seems the people on the ship also knew that what was breaking out below was no ordinary rebellion.

"Of course, Lord Merchant Ronin, this rebellion started about a week ago." Aliya bowed to Rhodes with a family salute and began to report the situation, "but the local planetary governor thought it was just an ordinary riot and then concealed it from the public."

As she finished speaking, Aliya merely glanced at Governor Pavi, who was trembling in the crowd, and he immediately started shaking like a leaf.

"By the time the governor realized this was no ordinary riot, the situation had spiraled out of control. About three days ago, we lost contact with the ground, and it wasn't until late yesterday that the crew who went to the planet to scout returned, and we learned that a heretical rebellion had broken out on the ground."

"I'm so sorry our information was so outdated that you've ended up in such a dangerous situation," the ship's naval commander chimed in.

"I only wanted to make a good impression on you!" Governor Pavie, his face drained of color, knelt directly on the ground. "My heart has always been loyal to the Emperor and to you, the wandering merchant!"

"Staying loyal? Who brought those rebels who sided with Chaos to my doorstep?"

Rhodes sneered. "I think the guard I brought back knows better than anyone else."

A single sentence, like a boulder, shattered Governor Pawi's last shred of hope.

"Throw him into the decompression chamber."

One sentence sealed Pawi's fate.

Even if he is an unapproachable governor on a planet, even if the dynasty has almost completely declined, he is nothing more than a pawn that can be discarded at will in front of the traveling merchants above him.

No, it's not even a chess piece; it's more like a pebble.

Pavie frantically tried to pounce on the merchant ronin, but was firmly restrained by the soldiers beside him. Perhaps knowing that there was no hope of survival, Governor Pavie disregarded his last bit of dignity and shouted at the top of his lungs directly on the bridge.

"That wandering merchant has been corrupted by heresy and is even colluding with inhuman aliens!"