Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1230: Arrival at Planet Omicron

Chapter 1230: Arrival at Planet Omicron

She had no intention of taking the two battleships with her anyway.

As the Draconis Battleships approached Planet Omicron, they halted at a safe distance.

Moments later, a fleet of small spacecraft launched from their hangars.

Miralles also refrained from landing his battleship on Planet Omicron.

Instead, the small ships took the lead, guiding the way forward.

"What do you think?" Amalia stood by the window of the spaceship, gazing at the Planet Omicron before her.

It bore a striking resemblance to Earth, about seventy to eighty percent similar.

This was also her first time visiting the distant Pleiades Star System.

Along the way, they had witnessed its immense power.

In the Erythar Star System, many planets they passed had been ravaged by alien artillery, leaving the terrain riddled with craters, making for an unsightly view.

The Pleiades Star System, however, had far fewer such cases.

Its advanced technology and formidable strength explained why it could stand against higher-dimensional beings.

"The universe is truly unfathomable," Kenny Lin sighed in awe.

An hour later, they successfully landed on a vast plaza on Planet Omicron.

The plaza was filled with various spacecraft and airships, each marked with unique insignias—some even bore the direct emblem of their respective nations.

These ships belonged to envoys from different star systems.

Because the Erythar Star System was so far away, and they had been delayed on the journey, so they were the last one to arrive.

"Welcome to Planet Omicron," Miralles said proudly, now back on his home turf.

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride as he saw the amazed expressions on the newcomers’ faces.

However, those people who are disembarking from the ship showed little reaction.

While they acknowledged Planet Omicron’s sheer size, that was about it.

General Rafiq had brought his personal guards, who were highly disciplined and would never display any inappropriate expressions.

The rest were people like Rafael, along with a hundred recruited cultivators and patriots—most of whom had seen enough of the world to remain unimpressed.

Miralles’s pride didn’t last long.

Seeing their lackluster reactions, he quickly lost interest.

"Come with me, everyone," he said, abandoning his attempt to show off.

There would be plenty of opportunities for that later.

They boarded large-capacity vehicles parked in the plaza, traveling a hundred kilometers before reaching the plaza’s edge—also the entrance.

A massive net served as a barrier, with heavy security guarding the area.

They saw numerous soldiers in uniform, each holding a heavy-duty energy rifle, their sharp eyes scanning those entering and exiting the building.

At the plaza’s entry point stood a massive structure, spanning at least ten thousand square meters.

Following Miralles inside, they encountered an even more imposing military presence.

Behind them, a series of inspection machines stood ready.

"Mr. Envoy, what is the meaning of this?" General Rafiq’s face darkened immediately—he instantly recognized the purpose of these machines.

"General Rafiq, please don’t misunderstand. These machines are simply for detecting high-powered weapons. If any are found, they won’t be allowed inside. This is for the safety and peace of Planet Omicron, so I must ask for your understanding," Miralles explained.

He had anticipated their resistance.

"Interesting," Minister Sharif said with a smile. "Planet Omicron allows itself to have powerful weapons but forbids others from carrying them? What if one of your own people attacking us first? And what if that person is of the royals? How would you handle it? If you wish to confiscate our weapons, you should at least provide a clear and just explanation. Or does your law abide by the principle that even the emperor is subject to punishment like a commoner?"

Miralles had no way to provide a definite answer.

Planet Omicron was full of people even more arrogant than him, with personalities akin to Jaime.

"If you can’t give us an answer, then I believe we shouldn’t have to go through this inspection. Otherwise, we’d have to constantly worry about our safety—what if we were suddenly attacked while simply walking down the street? Wouldn’t you agree?"

Cold sweat broke out on Miralles’s forehead.

If he agreed, he would be slapping himself in the face—he had just claimed Planet Omicron was a peaceful place.

At that moment, a notification flashed on Miralles’s wrist terminal.

After reading the message, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Minister Sharif, I can assure you that if any of our people attack yours without cause, they will not be spared. We will punish them severely."

Before Sharif could respond, a lazy voice sounded from behind.

"Minister Sharif, just let them run their scan. If there really are powerful weapons, they wouldn’t be able to detect them anyway."

The moment the words fell, the entire hall fell silent.

Miralles’s face had gone rigid, making it impossible for him to show any expression.

When he saw that the speaker was Kenny Lin, he was even more at a loss for words.

"Is this the same cultivator Miralles warned us about in his intelligence report? The one who severely injured Jaime with just his aura?"

In a hidden conference room unseen by those in the grand hall, a group of people had gathered.

Before them was a massive screen displaying a live feed of Amalia and her companions inside the security checkpoint hall.

They had been monitoring them ever since they entered the checkpoint.

The empire’s high-ranking officials, who had initially dismissed the Erythar Star System, had been drawn to this gathering because of the captured alien Battleships and Kenny Lin’s reputation.

They wanted to see for themselves what kind of people had managed to seize those formidable vessels.

General Rafiq’s dissatisfaction with the scanning procedure had also been within their expectations.

It wasn’t just the Erythar Star System—envoys from other star systems had to go through the same process as well.

Of course, the real reason wasn’t what Miralles had said about Planet Omicron being a peaceful place.

This was merely the first test imposed on foreign star systems.

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