Black Stone Trade Headquarters, top-floor secret chamber.
Three high-level executives sat around a table, their expressions grim and their presence cold and piercing.
"We can't wait any longer. Our intelligence lines have found nothing; we must take action ourselves."
The president tapped his fingers on the table, his voice as cold as ice:
"Transmit my orders, launch three heavy star warships, deploy private military-grade mechs, and head straight to Mining Star 109."
"Whatever the cost, we must find the Star God's source!"
"The president's words are absolutely correct."
The three reached a consensus in an instant without any hesitation and headed directly to the warship dock.
A moment later.
The engines of the three massive warships roared, shattering the atmosphere, and sped fiercely towards Mining Star 109.
