In the Model Galaxy…
There was a planet called Planet Helka.
This was a planet covered in snow.
It was cold.
It was desolate.
There were basically no buildings on land.
Instead, there were many caves underground where the Helkans lived.
In a cave under the snow, Brian was checking the data of his planet.
[Planet Overlord: Brian]
[Planet Name: Planet Helka]
[Planet Radius: 7122 kilometers]
[Planet Population: 98,990,000]
[Intelligent Creatures: Helkans]
[Planet Resource: Obsidian]
[Military Force: Low-leveled]
[Civilization Type: Technological Civilization]
[Civilization Level: 1.1]
Brian looked at the data and sighed.
"Obsidian is the key energy source for space battleships. It's been a month since I arrived here from the black hole, but I haven't found any."
As soon as he said that, a muscular man crawled out of the narrow tunnel.
"Divine Lord, we've found the obsidian."
Brian turned to face the visitor.
The visitor had strong muscles and thick hair.
This was the standard image of a man from Planet Helka. He looked like a bodybuilder.
"It's Bob. Where is the obsidian?"
"There was an earthquake in Mining Area No. 3. Obsidian was found deep in the cracks on the ground."
When Brian listened to Bob's answer, his face muscles quivered.
"So there was an earthquake. How many casualties were there?"
"The hypocenter is in the center of the mining area. There are 20 million casualties."
"Alright, take me there."
Brian led the way to the exit of the cave. His steps were steady and he didn't appear flustered.
Bob followed him. Then, he suddenly pulled out a short silver knife.
The blade flashed.
However, the sharp blade was stuck on Brian's clothes and did not pierce through.
"That's impossible. This is a knife that can cut through iron like mud. How can it not pierce through an ordinary fiber protective suit?"
Bob froze.
"What's impossible? The Divine Lord has long noticed that something is wrong with you and has been on guard against you."
A woman's voice sounded from behind Bob.
She was a female Helkan with a sexy figure.
Bob looked back and saw the woman staring at him darkly.
Meanwhile, Brian didn't look back. Instead, he took a step forward and decisively issued an order.
"Number One, I'll leave this traitor to you."
This woman, "Number One", acted decisively upon hearing the order.
Her movements were skilled and she quickly subdued Bob.
A moment later, inside a compartment in the cave…
There was a man and a woman.
They were Brian and Number One.
Number One was fiddling with the hem of her shirt. Meanwhile, Brian was looking down, deep in thought.
Seeing that Brian did not seem to be grateful to her, Number One took the initiative to talk to him.
"Divine Lord, how did you tell that he was a planted agent?"
"It's very simple. The total population hasn't changed, but he said that there were 20 million casualties. Previously, he also kept asking about the location of the underground military factory. All these signs show that there's a big problem with him. Also, call me Lord. I'm not a god."
"As expected of the Divine God. Your eyes are like torches and no lies can deceive you. I worship you too much. After all, you picked me up from the wilderness and nurtured me. Furthermore, you don't mind my ugly figure, so you are my god…"
Brian didn't react to Number One's words.
"In the future, don't say such flattering nonsense. I chose you only because you are useful to me. Anyway, I asked you to investigate the obsidian. Do you have any news about it now?"
"Yes, it was indeed found in Mining Area No. 3. There was an ore that was extremely hard. I personally went to investigate and found that the ore matched the characteristics of the obsidian you mentioned. Thus, I took a small piece. Please take a look."
Then, Number One took a pitch-black ore from her shirt and handed it to Brian.
Brian took the stone and linked up with the Interstellar Overlord System.
[Test complete. This ore is 99% similar to obsidian.]
"Not bad, it's a high-quality ore. Go notify Number 2 and Number 3. Tell them to organise the miners to mine at Mining Area No. 3."
"As you command." After Number One left, Brian began to ponder while looking at the walls of the cave.
A month ago, Brian and 300,000 other Earthlings were sucked into a spatial hyperdrive.
By the time they regained their senses, they had already been informed by the system that each person possessed a planet with intelligent life.
Everyone had been randomly assigned a civilization, and Brian received a technological civilization.
He had his own super technological system. As long as he had the resources, he could instantly start the production and construction of facilities without needing to cool down the equipment.
Therefore, in just a month, Brian had turned Planet Helka from a poor, primitive civilization to a technological civilization.
Then, Brian used his wisdom and strong construction skills to secretly subdue some smart Helkans. After training them for a while, he named them "the Sweepers" and differentiated them with codenames from "Number One" to "Number Ten".
After thinking for a while, Brian walked into the technologically-advanced underground prison.
Inside an electronic prison, Bob's entire body was stuck to the torture equipment, and his clothes were covered with many bloody spots. He was in a state of near-death.
It was obvious that Number One had "handled" him seriously.
Brian asked, "So, have you thought it through?"
"There's nothing to think about, you despicable foreigner. Don't think that you can bewitch everyone with your witchcraft."
"I can give you double whatever the Bhutlerians give you."
"Bah."
"Not only did you betray me, you also betrayed your wife and parents. I haven't announced this matter to the public yet. Otherwise, your reputation will be ruined. I'll give you one last chance — why do the Bhutlerians want to gather obsidian so wantonly?"
Bob hesitated for a long time before he slowly spoke.
"The Bhutlerians are studying spatial hyperdrive."
…
Inside the ore warehouse, Brian looked at the ore-filled warehouse and asked Number One.
"Is this all the obsidian ores?"
"Yes, Number Two and Number Three have already sealed off the information. The workers involved in the mining are all on our side."
"Well done."
"Divine Lord, I would like a reward."
"I'll reward you with a mission. Gather the Sweepers."
A few minutes later, Brian and the ten Sweepers gathered in a huge underground space.
There were a lot of construction materials on the ground.
There was wood, boulders, and minerals…
The atmosphere was heavy. Then, Number One spoke first. "Divine Lord, can you really build a spaceship that can fly?"
"I can build space battleships that can fly."
Brian answered simply. Then, he reached for a stack of blueprints in front of him.
His fingers touched the blueprints lightly.
Then, a dazzling light flashed in the underground space.
After everyone regained their vision, the blueprints and ores had disappeared.
Instead, all kinds of spaceships were left in the empty space. Most of the Sweepers were elites of Planet Helka. However, even though they were experienced and knowledgeable, they still gasped at this moment.
They had seen Brian perform many times.
Even then, they had not been this surprised even when Brian built an underground smelting field to smelt ores or used thin alloys to create armor for their soldiers.
"Oh, my God, this is a miracle. The revival of Planet Helka is imminent."
Sweeper Number Three asked, "My lord, can Planet Helka take revenge on the Bhutlerians?"
Brian patted Number Three's shoulder and said, "There's no need to rush. Let's get rid of the spies planted by the Bhutlerians first. Our current strength is only enough to protect ourselves. We still need to develop some powerful weapons."
The ten members all nodded in agreement.
…
At the headquarters of Planet Bhutler, the upper echelons were having a meeting to discuss the strength distribution of the various forces in the Model Galaxy. Suddenly, a man in military uniform barged into the meeting room. "Not good, we lost contact with a dark spot on Planet Helka."
"Helka is just a mining planet. What's the big deal? Guard, drive him away."