I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

The golden orb lay quietly in Wang Wei's palm.

The surface of the energy sphere pulsated continuously, trying to break free.

Dark golden arcs of electricity exploded between Wang Wei's fingers, crackling and ionizing the surrounding air, giving off a burnt smell.

Fine cracks began to appear in the space around the sphere of light, a sign that the energy was on the verge of spiraling out of control.

If it were to explode here, the entire commercial street would evaporate in a fraction of a second.

But Wang Wei's hand remained completely still.

He stared expressionlessly at the ball of light in his palm.

Then, gently squeeze.

"Crack—" The sound of shattering.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The energy that was enough to destroy half of the Imperial Star City transformed into countless tiny golden particles in Wang Wei's hand, drifting away between his fingers.

Nothing was left behind.

Only Wang Wei stood on the rooftop, hands behind his back, the morning light casting a long shadow on him.

Imperial Star City was utterly silent.

Those who were fleeing were frozen in place.

After a moment, everyone recovered from their shock.

Inside the city, an old man knelt on the ground, looking up at the figure on the rooftop, his turbid tears streaming down his wrinkles.

He has lived for nearly two hundred years, witnessed the Imperial Legion's expeditions, seen the Source Lords' battles, and seen footage of planetary destruction.

But he had never seen anyone crush the main cannon of a star-destroying warship with their bare hands.

A young woman was holding her child tightly on the street. The child asked her, "Mommy, is that uncle the Emperor?"

The woman opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

Inside the city defense command center, the commander's hand hovered in mid-air, the communicator slipping from his palm and slamming onto the control panel with a dull thud.

His mouth was agape, his eyes fixed intently on the monitor.

"He...he crushed it..." the adjutant's voice came through the communication channel, broken and intermittent. "The main gun of the star-destroying warship...he crushed it with his bare hands..."

Everyone was watching that figure.

The virtual world has exploded at this moment.

Different angles, same scene—the man reached out, caught the ball of light, and then gently squeezed it, shattering it.

The store that claims to "not cheat the poor" was already at the top of the popularity charts, and now it's exploded in popularity.

Comments flooded in.

"Wait... what did I just see? That's the main cannon of a star-destroying warship!"

"The Imperial military's top-tier firepower can obliterate an asteroid with a single shot, and you're telling me someone caught it with their bare hands?"

"He didn't catch it, he crushed it. He crushed it."

"The main gun of a star-destroying warship, is that for real?"

The hype is still soaring.

The virtual space network of major cities, imperial capitals, and even border star regions is forwarding this image.

Inside that hundred-story building on Purple Emperor Star.

The image was playing on a loop on the huge screen.

From different angles and distances, again and again.

The expressions on the faces of those present changed completely.

They stared at the recurring image on the screen, their pupils filled with terror.

"He...he's not human..." A voice trembled, and lips quivered.

"What...what do we do?" someone asked, their voice filled with despair.

No one answered. Because no one knew the answer.

The man sitting at the head of the table suddenly stood up, causing his chair to tip over and crash to the ground.

His mind was filled with that image—a hand crushing the main cannon of a star-destroying warship.

"Cancel...cancel the liquidation..." His voice was hoarse. "Ten times...no, a hundred times...a thousand times...give him however much he wants..."

"His complaint..."

"Then deal with it now!" He turned abruptly. "Send over ten million vials of energy liquid—no, one hundred million! Immediately! Right now!"

On the commercial street of Imperial Star City, Wang Wei looked up at the warship in the sky and stepped onto it.

The space around the star-destroying warship trembled violently. It tried to leave through the spatial passage, but was imprisoned by a force.

Wang Wei ignored the warship's own protective shields and walked straight inside.

The protective shield was like a thin sheet of paper in front of him, without even a ripple. He strolled leisurely through the energy layer and stepped into the ship's cabin.

Inside the ship's cabin, four people stared in horror at Wang Wei as he walked in.

Wang Wei scanned the four people, discerning their information.

These people come from an organization called the Tribunal.

Wang Wei looked at the leader.

[Name]: Zhan Qi

Age: 178

[Strength]: Origin Lord

[Affiliation]: The penalty organization, and a top-notch penalty enforcer.

[Note]: The Punishment is an assassination organization formed by multiple races in the starry sky. It operates outside the law and is driven by money.

Wang Wei's lips curled up slightly.

An assassination organization, top-tier enforcers? Interesting.

Zhan Qi looked at Wang Wei and said with difficulty, his voice trembling, "We can cancel this order."

Wang Wei smiled upon hearing this, "That doesn't matter, let's talk about compensation."

Wang Wei walked straight to the control panel and sat down, smiling at the four people. "It's only right to punish those who carry out bounty missions, but you almost destroyed my little shop and my Imperial Star City. Shouldn't you do something about it?"

Zhan Qi was taken aback and exchanged a glance with his companion.

"You're not going to kill us?"

"I'm a businessman," Wang Wei sighed, "and I hate fighting and killing the most."

"How much... compensation do you need?" Zhan Qi asked cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Wang Wei held up one finger.

"One hundred million?" Zhan Qi asked cautiously.

This is the number he can think of, and also the upper limit he can mobilize.

Wang Wei shook his head.

Zhan Qi's pupils contracted slightly: "Ten billion?"

Wang Wei continued to shake his head.

"One...one hundred billion units?" Zhan Qi's voice changed.

Wang Wei shook his head again.

Zhan Qi's face turned completely pale. He dared not guess anymore.

.......

A moment later, Wang Wei stepped out of the warship.

Behind them, the engines of the star-destroying warship restarted, the spatial channel slowly opened, the ship's hull disappeared into the crack, and vanished into the sky.

They let the star-destroying warship leave?

Everyone in Emperor Star City stared blankly at Wang Wei.

I don't know what exactly happened.

Wang Wei ignored those stares and appeared in front of the store.

At this moment, Bai Lu was still standing there dumbfounded outside the store.

She watched Wang Wei walk towards her, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly before finally managing to squeeze out, "You...you just now..."

Wang Wei looked down at the breakfast on the ground.

Bai Lu followed his gaze, suddenly snapped back to reality, and bent down to pick up the breakfast bag.

"Still...still want some more..." Her voice was still trembling.

Wang Wei laughed, "Eat it. It's not like it fell into a cesspool."

"Come in." He turned and walked into the shop.

Bai Lu paused for a few seconds, then subconsciously followed.

The crowds had not yet dispersed from the streets outside.

Meanwhile, the virtual world is buzzing with excitement, and the buzz continues to soar.

Meanwhile, at some unknown coordinate deep within the stars, the Punishment Organization issued a top-level command via its encrypted channel:

"The penalty is that, effective today, you are prohibited from accepting any bounties related to the shop owner."

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