Star Fleet: Age of Lords

Then he swayed and almost fell to the ground.

Finally it was done, the next step was the sea trial test.

Feng Mo picked up the food beside him in the main control room, not caring about his dirty hands, and started eating directly.

God knows how he spent the past two months.

He didn't sleep well for a day during this period. Fortunately, the medical technology in the interstellar era is advanced, and it is also equipped with nutrient solution, otherwise Feng Mo would not know how many times he died suddenly.

Hard work pays off. In nearly two months, he finally completed the construction of this T3 Storm-class interstellar battleship.

After eating, he threw the lunch box casually, walked out of the main control room, and came to the starship door.

Entering the starship, what came into view was the starship corridor.

Walking along the corridor to the end, Feng Mo came to the bridge, which is the main control room of this battleship, equivalent to the position of the starship's brain, and the only weakness of all starships.

The bridge is not big, about 200 square meters. Because the starship has not been officially launched, the main control room is dark.

Feng Mo walked to the captain's chair alone. As soon as he sat down, he was swept up and down by a red beam, and then a mechanical sound came from the main control console.

"The highest authority has been detected, and identity recognition has begun!"

"Recognition is successful. The T3 Storm-class interstellar battleship welcomes Captain Feng Mo home!"

Then a suspended black crystal control console rose in front of Feng Mo.

"The Storm is starting. The main control system is starting."

"The energy system is starting"

As Feng Mo officially started the starship, the lighting system in the main control room started, and the entire starship instantly became bright. Then, this behemoth began to revive!

"The starship self-test system is starting. The starship weapon system is starting."

"Testing is complete, running well."

As mechanical sounds rang in the central control room, the starship officially revived!

Feng Mo waved his arms happily. Although there were drawings and systems, it was the first time to build a T3 starship after all.

He was still under a lot of pressure, but fortunately this construction was very successful.

The hull, main gun, secondary gun, armor, engine, radar, star shield and other parts of a battleship have all been self-checked successfully, and then it can sail in the universe.

It's time to recruit crew members. This behemoth is not something he can handle alone.

There are generally three sources of crew members. One is the students of other majors in the college who are approaching their senior year, but they only have theory and lack practice, and need time to train.

The second is to recruit veterans who have retired from the imperial military. This kind of veterans are strong in both theory and practice, but it is very expensive to support these veterans, and they have to pay their wages monthly. If they dare to default, the empire will come forward to sanction.

The third is some crew members who are not from regular channels, such as interstellar pirates and slaves who were previously engaged in the gray industry.

Regarding crew recruitment, the college also has channels. Feng Mo prefers to recruit slaves, which are easier to manage and don't have too many thoughts.

The most important thing is a one-time payment, and there is no need to pay wages in the future. As long as food and accommodation are provided, the cost performance is very high!

Feng Mo turned on the smart terminal on his arm, connected to the college network, and selected the slave market in the crew recruitment channel.

Looking at the long list, Feng Mo was not impatient at all, but checked it carefully.

On the first page of the list was a group of beautiful women, of all races. There was nothing that the slave market would not sell, except what you could not think of.

Among these slaves, there were those with furry tails, cat ears, snake bodies, or those who looked very similar to humans. Each of them would have been stunning in the previous life.

And it was very cheap, 5,000 to 10,000 Yunshan coins per person, and there were discounts for large purchases.

It was obvious that this slave market understood the psychology of these lsps very well. To be honest, Feng Mo was also a little envious. The war had not yet been fought, and it was obviously not the time to enjoy it.

After scanning around, Feng Mo suddenly stared at the slave list, as if he had found some treasure!

"I want her, the deputy captain is in my hands!"

Feng Mo muttered to himself, and then quickly checked the slaves with both hands, and finished after checking 150 people in a row.

When paying, he looked at the bill. Since he had no credits, he could only pay with Yunshan coins. A total of 151 people spent more than 3 million Yunshan coins.

He didn't have that much money for the time being, so he borrowed 10 million Yunshan coins from the internal loan platform of the college by mortgaging a resource planet at home at an annual interest rate of 1%, and he could return it within ten years after graduation.

Among them, the deputy captain alone spent 1 million Yunshan coins, which is equivalent to the price of a T1 starship.

It's expensive! But Feng Mo thinks it's worth it!

After paying the deposit, it was prompted that it would be delivered in an hour, and Feng Mo took the opportunity to take a nap.

After the alarm sounded, he took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Feng Mo walked out of the interstellar dock and his slaves arrived.

"Hello, student Feng Mo, these are the 151 slaves you ordered."

A young man with a professional smile appeared in front of the door of Feng Mo's dock, followed by a carrier.

Then, more than a dozen soldiers in combat uniforms and holding electromagnetic pulse guns got off the carrier and took off the black cloth on the carrier. A huge cage came into view.

The slaves knelt in the cage. They were all wearing brand new clothes. They looked haggard and a little scared.

These slaves were mainly interstellar orcs, with more women than men.

These orcs were also pitiful people. Because the Star Sea Human Federation was at war with the interstellar orcs, they were not welcomed in the Human Federation.

Female slaves are mostly cat girls and fox girls, while male slaves are mostly bear people and tiger people.

These slaves were captured by the empire when it conquered foreign galaxies, and were bought by Feng Mo in the trading market.

Each of them has at least one year of experience in starship driving, and the best of them have served as soldiers for at least ten years.

Among these 150 people, there are 130 people who are equivalent to human first-level gene warriors, and 20 people who are equivalent to second-level gene warriors.

The cage was opened, and the staff drove the slaves out of the car and stood in 15 rows in front of the dock, with 10 people in each row.

The leader was a tall woman with fair skin, charming face, and similar appearance to humans. She had two sharp horns on her head and a long tail behind her.

This is an interstellar succubus! A special race, their physical strength may not be strong, only equivalent to human second-level gene warriors.

But their mental strength is quite strong. The succubus in front of them has a mental strength equivalent to a third-level gene warrior, and has telekinesis, which is a natural captain.

This one million is worth it. This is the channel through which the academy buys slaves from the market. Other channels cannot see such slaves without a certain status.

After waiting for all the slaves to stand, the middle-aged man pressed a few times on the smart terminal, and in an instant, the eyes of all the slaves suddenly became dull.

Then the smart terminal emitted a red light, scanning Feng Mo's whole body, and gradually, the slaves' eyes regained their vitality.

"Master!"

In an instant, 151 slaves from different races bowed in unison and made extremely respectful voices.

"It's done, student Feng Mo. Each of these 151 slaves has a micro-control chip inserted into their brains. It cannot be broken by the mental power of non-level 5 gene warriors. I have transferred the control terminal system of 151 slaves to your smart terminal. Now they belong to you!"

Feng Mo nodded, and then paid the balance on the smart terminal, which meant that the transaction was completed. The face-to-face inspection was correct, and no later accounts could be asked for.