Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1133: The Heist of the Mechas

Chapter 1133: The Heist of the Mechas

Amalia had found the warehouse for the Cosmorite Mechas.

It wasn’t very large, with shelves embedded in the walls.

In the center, there was a five-story circular rack, on which lay large badges, each threaded with golden chains.

These badges were space badges created by the aliens, equivalent to storage spaces.

However, the space wasn’t very large, just enough to hold one Cosmorite Mecha.

Once a mecha was placed inside, nothing else could fit.

This was a technology from the higher-dimensional universe.

If the Andromeda Universe could possess such technology, they wouldn’t be losing to the aliens in mecha development.

The mechas produced by the aliens were stored in these space badges.

Amalia took a rough look around and estimated that there were about 10,000 Cosmorite Mechas in the warehouse.

The small square boxes in the cockpits hadn’t had the Emberion Core placed in them yet.

These were freshly produced and still needed to be transported to the mecha square for the final step—equipping them with Emberion Core.

Amalia waved her hand, and the thousands of space badges were instantly stored in her other storage space.

At that moment, the door opened.

A large cargo rack moved in, and its tall shelves blocked the view of the unloading alien, who didn’t immediately notice Amalia.

"Who are you? How did you get here?" The alien walked out from behind the cargo rack and saw Amalia.

Amalia turned around, flicking her wrist.

A blade of air instantly pierced through the alien’s head.

The next second, she was behind the alien and stored the lifeless body in her small world.

In the small world, the sudden appearance of an alien corpse startled everyone.

They initially thought an alien had somehow entered this isolated world, but after a while, they realized it was just a corpse.

When Khalil received the news, he guessed it was likely an alien killed by Amalia.

Having witnessed her skills before, he knew that no outsider could enter without her permission.

He asked everyone to stay calm and explained the origin of the alien’s body.

Meanwhile, the residents of the small world were finding their own ways to vent their frustrations on the alien corpse.

Amalia noticed that the cargo rack was filled with space badges and didn’t hesitate to take them.

Even if they didn’t contain mechas, these space badges could hold a considerable amount of supplies, which would be beneficial to humanity in this universe.

Not to mention, some of them still contained freshly manufactured Cosmorite Mechas.

When she exited the warehouse, the aliens outside who had been working were already mostly dealt with by Kenny Lin.

Just as Amalia was finishing off the alien near the warehouse door, he made his move.

Amalia walked up to Kenny Lin, who was gripping an alien by the neck.

Hearing her footsteps, he turned to her and asked, "How did it go? Any gains?"

Amalia noticed the alien’s eyes had changed color and replied, "I collected over ten thousand Cosmorite Mechas."

Kenny Lin casually tossed the alien’s lifeless body aside. "This alien seemed to be planning to destroy the machines here."

"They’re certainly vigilant," Amalia remarked, observing that this alien appeared to be a key figure in the manufacturing plant, as the insignia on its shoulder was different.

"You should head to the Emberion Core storage next. Gather as many as you can, and we’ll meet at the control room."

"What about you?" Kenny Lin asked.

Amalia gestured toward the manufacturing plant’s machinery. "I’m going to set up an array here to prevent the aliens from finding and sabotaging it."

Although Amalia could create puppets that was more powerful than Cosmorite Mechas, she was just one person.

It wasn’t feasible for her to endlessly create weapons to help humanity win the war.

It was more practical to let humans refine and improve upon the Cosmorite Mechas themselves.

Once Kenny Lin left, Amalia walked through the manufacturing facility.

Before long, she had created a simple but massive array.

Before leaving, she added a small restriction to the smart system at the facility’s entrance.

It wouldn’t trigger any alarms, but it would block entry from outside.

Even if someone suspected something was amiss, they wouldn’t be able to immediately determine what had happened inside.

This precaution turned out to be essential.

The Mecha manufacturing facility was a military facility and subject to regular inspections.

Meanwhile, Kenny Lin was similarly busy, sweeping up all the Emberion Core and equipment and filling two storage spaces to the brim.

By the time the two met again, there were only 20 minutes left before the battle was set to begin.

One headed to the battleship control room, while the other sought out General Zorik.

"General, a technician named Walker claims to have urgent information to report to you."

Zorik paused and frowning slightly as he realized he didn’t recognize anyone named Walker. "Did he mention what kind of critical situation it is?"

"Yes, he said it concerns General Aelra," the subordinate replied.

Zorik’s eyes narrowed instantly.

He set down his crossed leg and said, "Let him in."

Amalia knew Zorik would be intrigued by anything involving General Aelra.

Without hesitation, she walked in.

"General, I have critical information about General Aelra. I believe it’s something you’d find highly interesting," Amalia stated directly as soon as she entered.

Zorik scrutinized her for a moment. "I don’t recall seeing you before. You’re not one of Aelra’s close associates, are you? What important intel could you possibly bring me?"

"There are plenty of people who want to bring General Aelra down, General. You are far from the only one," Amalia replied calmly.

Zorik’s eyes narrowed further as he tried to guess this person allegiance.

Could this person be from the Monarch faction?

"Alright then, let’s hear it. What’s this important information?"

Amalia glanced at the guard who are standing by the door.

"They are my men," Zorik assured her.

Amalia shook her head. "This matter is too critical. Only you and I can know."

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