When faced with a warp craft or starship with an unknown serial number, the standard procedure is to first send a communication warning, then clarify the situation, and finally decide whether to allow passage depending on Hugh Yu’s judgment.
Whitebird Administrative Star—Hugh Yu, whose skin was blue, stood as the highest commanding officer of the docking zone.
"Find out as soon as possible."
Even orbital railguns can barely target Starlight-tier beings... The three pink-skinned humans grew more cautious, realizing that only Starlight-tier beings could truly act with impunity on Whitebird.
Clearly.
He paid no attention to the cyan warp craft at the center of the screen.
"If it were a starship with an unknown serial number, it would trigger a level two alert and even activate the entire docking zone's defense and weapon systems."
Hugh Yu shook his head. "But a warp craft is too small to pose any real threat."
Warp craft use curvature navigation technology.
Warp craft are not large enough to carry interstellar weapons.
Rumor has it that beyond curvature warp, there are subspace flight and wormhole jump technologies. But these are only legends within the Chenriver Empire—no one has ever seen them and their existence cannot be verified.
"Sigh."
Green Mountain warp craft hovered in midair; inside, Andrew Han was communicating with Bailey.
Andrew Han frowned and looked ahead, "What's going on?"
In the cabin, three pink-skinned humans chatted cheerfully. Through the cabin screen, they could see the motionless cyan warp craft behind them.
But Hugh Yu is not content with this; he still feels somewhat dissatisfied. "The cultivation of individual life is the true path—what is mere political power worth? My talent is lacking, so I am destined to remain at the Fusion Tier for life."
If only I could advance to the Starlight Tier, I could roam the planetary systems!
Some carefree Starlight-tier wanderers travel the Chenriver Empire and beyond; with just a warp craft, they can explore the boundless universe.
Strength, true power—these are the highest dreams pursued by countless lives.
That is why Hugh Yu has been unhappy lately.
“Master, don’t worry.” Bailey patted its fluffy white belly. “Because the Green Mountain warp craft was gifted to you by Monica Whitehorn, and your identity hasn’t been registered yet, so Green Mountain temporarily has no serial number.”
Bailey grinned, showing its teeth. “Actually, it’s simple. Just tell them—you’re Starlight-tier! Starlight-tier beings are highly respected in the Chenriver Empire; no one dares to intercept you.”
“Lord Andrew Han.” Hugh Yu greeted him with a broad smile and utmost respect. “Whitebird warmly welcomes your arrival. If you need anything, I can introduce you to our world’s facilities.”
Andrew Han nodded. “I wish to join the Chenriver Empire.”
Inside, three pink-skinned humans chatted cheerfully. Through the cabin screen, they could see the motionless cyan warp craft behind them.
The Green Mountain warp craft settled, powered down, and its hatch slowly opened. Out stepped a young human man in unusual green robes.