Surrender! Unlock the Starship Production Line!

Morda Star.

Airborne Fighter Command.

As the communication was connected, the Air Warrior fleet also stopped attacking and surrounded the Lizardman transports and the two remaining frigates from all sides.

Like a swarm, it surrounded the enemy.

The scene was extremely spectacular!

Fang Ze looked at the lizardman captain that appeared on the big screen and said, "Introduce yourself, my name is Fang Ze, the planet lord of Morda Star!"

The lizardman captain's eyes widened.

Planet Lord?

He had never heard of a lord appearing on Morda!

The lizardman captain retorted, "Planet Morda is the colony of our Black Lizard Interstellar Pirates, not a masterless planet! According to the interstellar treaty of the Tianhe Galaxy, you have no right to take it away!"

He finally realized where the dense array of airborne fighters and cluster laser turrets had come from.

It must be related to this alien human named Fang Ze.

Fang Ze said, ''I am not discussing with you about the ownership of Morda Star, I am informing you that your fleet now has only two choices. Either, be destroyed by my legion of war machines, or extinguish your engines and surrender!"

"Surrender? No way!"

The Lizardman captain shouted angrily.

The Black Lizard Interstellar Pirates' fleet had swept through the surrounding star fields, occupying nearly a dozen living planets and mineral resource stars, and had even fought with other civilizations' fleets.

Although there were victories and defeats, no member had ever surrendered.

Lizardmen also had dignity and pride.

Fang Ze ignored the roaring Lizardman captain and only said, "Since you are unwilling to surrender, you will become dust in the universe along with the fleet!"

"Wait!"

A lizardman officer said, "How are we supposed to trust that the angry Mordae won't kill us to vent their hatred after surrendering?"

Fonzie glanced at Orza and the others around him.

In their eyes and expressions, they were indeed filled with hatred and killing intent.

However, under Fang Ze's gaze, Orza and the others still lowered their heads and stood obediently.

Fang Ze said to the group of lizardmen, "I am the leader of the Morda civilization and the lord of the planet, they will not disobey my orders."

"Captain!"

The lizardman officer hurriedly looked at the captain.

It wasn't up to him to say whether or not to surrender, it was up to the lizardman captain.

After a moment of silence, the lizardman captain asked, "What will you do to us after surrendering?"

Fang Ze skimmed him twice and said, "Of course, we will concentrate you in custody and wait for the Black Lizard Star Pirates to come over and pay the ransom. After paying the ransom, you will be able to leave Planet Morda alive."

"..."

The group of lizardmen blackened their faces.

Who the hell were the intergalactic pirates?

Fang Ze pretended to be impatient and said, "My time is limited, I'll give you ten seconds to think about it! Surrender, or become frozen corpses in the universe!"

Ten, nine, eight ...

The lizardman captain exchanged a few glances with a few lizardman officers beside him.

Then, without waiting for Fonze to finish counting, he removed the captain's badge from his uniform and said to Fonze, "We choose to surrender, but you will guarantee that we will not be mistreated while in captivity."

"No one will mistreat you, we are a civilized race!"

Fonze said, "Now, I order you to extinguish your starship engines, and all Lizardmen to take ship-borne craft and enter the planet Morda under the lead of airborne warplanes. During this process, none of the ship-borne craft are allowed to leave the established course!"

"Ugh. ..."

The Lizardman captain sighed silently.

He was known to be powerless to resist.

He could only order all engines to be extinguished and gathered his Lizardman men into the starship's secondary bay and departed the Predator III transport in the ship's craft.

...

"What a horrible swarm of fighters!"

Seeing hovering around, the airborne warplanes that were so many that they were like a swarm of locusts.

The lizardmen inside the shipborne craft all felt creepy.

They were afraid that Fang Ze would backtrack and order the airborne warplanes to blow up their craft.

Fortunately, such a thing didn't happen.

Under the lead of the airborne fighter, a shipborne craft passed through the atmosphere and landed on the surface of the Morda planet, followed by a group of Morda mech warriors who came and gathered all the lizardmen into custody.

What awaited them would be an unpredictable future.

...

Air Warrior Command.

After the Lizardmen chose to surrender, Fang Ze also let out a long sigh of relief.

Destroying the Marauder III transport fleet and killing all the lizardmen on the starship was not his goal.

What he wanted was the mineral resources packed inside that heavy transport ship.

With those resources, he would be able to build more air and space fighters, and even space ships.

If the Lizardmen were unwilling to surrender and chose to blow up their own starship, he would get nothing.

It always turned out to be a good thing.

Lizardmen are afraid of death too!

Fang Ze said to Olsha beside him, "Send someone to bring back the Plunder III transport and the other two frigates, and the mineral resources on the transport to be concentrated back to the city's warehouse."

"As ordered, Lord Lord!"

Olsha left the command headquarters with gusto.

In the interstellar era, flying a ship wasn't a difficult task.

After taking the Lizardman captain's authority command, the Morda soldier was also able to control the Predator III, and then using the intelligent piloting of the ship's light brain system, he was able to steadily dock the Predator III on the surface.

"Lord Lord."

Old Faulkner said excitedly, "Shouldn't we spread the news of our victory over the Predator III transport fleet? It was a glorious victory, and you, as the leader of civilization, deserve to be cheered and applauded by all Mordaeans!"

"Go ahead!"

Fang Ze waved his hand.

Such good news should certainly be spread out.

This was what would add to his prestige in the Morda civilization.

The higher the prestige, the more secure his ruling authority would be.

As Old Faulkner left, Fonze added, "Tell them that victory in this war is nothing, we will win more! Defeating the Marauding Third Transport Fleet is just the beginning, after that we have to destroy their headquarters and avenge the Mordae who died in the disaster back then!"

"Lord Lords, can we really do that?"

"Of course, because I'm here!"

"Yes, Honorable Lord, all Mordaans can see in you the light of hope for the revival of civilization, you are a great Morda leader!"

Old Faulkner's voice trembled, and his gaze was unmistakably frenzied.

...

Shortly after.

The news of the Star Wars victory got out.

The entire administrative main city, the northern mines, and even the Mordae around the world cheered.

Especially when the three captured starships, docked firmly outside the main city, the cheers were even more enthusiastic, almost piercing the clouds.

Countless Mordaeans shouted Fang Ze's name amidst the cheers.

Grateful for what he had done for the Mordae.

...

Fonze led the team around the three starships.

Then returned to the Executive Mansion.

At the same time, he opened the Lordship Information Template.

Finding two more 'menus' in [Unlocked Technologies], they were the 10,000 meter class heavy transport ship production line, and the 2,000 meter class small frigate production line.

This meant that he already had the ability to produce heavy transport ships and small frigates.

And after unlocking these two technologies.

The progress of his civilization seal upgrade had also increased by a large margin.