23: Register identity

The "Course" Space City was originally built in the early third era, assembled from four main sections and multiple modules.

After over ten thousand years of repairs and modifications, it looks vastly different from when it was first completed,

but as the heart of the entire space station, the void energy automatic refining core remains in its original state; after all, it can no longer be repaired or rebuilt.

At this moment, in the port that had been in operation for at least nine thousand years,

"Port entry completed,"

"Current area,"

"District F lower level, destroyer berth,"

"Remaining berths in this port: 238."

As the reporting sound of the dispatch ship rang out on the public channel,

the 20 Warships brought by Xi Hai on this trip (10 FG300s, 10 rubys) completed their port entry.

The mechanical arms finished securing them, and the Starport's connecting Bridge pulled up and docked with the hatch.

After stepping off the connecting Bridge, there was a long corridor.

Two Marines came out first, checked their surroundings, and then pressed their earpieces,

"Security confirmed."

Only then did Xi Hai leave the Warship.

Stepping onto the floor, Xi Hai looked around.

The ends of the corridor on both sides were silver-gray walls.

He wanted to find something like a map or a signpost.

Just then, he caught a glimpse of a man wearing a one-piece protective suit out of the corner of his eye—

the man walked up to him, took out a pen-like object, and unfolded it.

Oh, it turned out to be a flexible screen.

"Hello,"

"Please register here."

Xi Hai was stunned for a moment, then took the screen, filled in his name, verified his biological information, and after following the instructions, passed it to White Shark behind him.

After a few minutes, all registrations were complete.

The moment the tablet was returned, the registration clerk began to explain at a very fast speed,

"Have you registered valid identities within the Order Alliance?"

"Or a legal identity from a covenant regime, which can be directly converted;"

As he spoke, the guy choked on his own words.

He coughed a few times and reluctantly slowed down his speaking speed,

"If not,"

"that's fine."

"Outside, to the left of the visitor reception area, there is an identity registration office."

"You can just register one there."

The registration clerk's gaze shifted to the 6 fully armed Marines behind them,

"Finally,"

"Weapons are prohibited inside the Space City."

"The weapons on your persons need to be left on the ship or deposited at the port."

"Welcome to 'Course' City!"

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Ursa Major V12.22 system, Planet 5,

This is a massive gas giant.

In its near-Earth orbit, densely packed military fortifications and engineering facilities floated, among which were five massive permanent fortifications, the base of the Galaxy Defense Force—

At this time, the port area was very busy.

Warships were refueling and then departing the port. Everything seemed orderly.

"First fleet departing!"

"Second fleet departing!"

"Deploying combat formation!"

"Please re-confirm the target!"

Since Commander Erot issued an order several dozen minutes ago, almost all the mobile forces of the Ursa Major Galaxy Defense Force had been mobilized, all organized into squads to patrol and search the asteroid belt.

Although they were only a second-line Defense Force, the level displayed by the Defense Force at this moment was not low.

Perhaps the only gap between them and the Cosmic Army was their equipment—except for a few individual flagships, the Defense Force had only new ships, with no relic-level Warships.

But unfortunately, on the battlefield of the cosmic level, iron-like will cannot defeat iron.

"Attention, Captains!"

"Your mission is to search the asteroid belt!"

"Specifically the marked locations!"

"Arrest a dangerous individual suspected of being a spy!"

"Main gun ban lifted!"

The mission content was played repeatedly on the public channel as Warships spread out to every corner, flying towards every blind spot in the system—

—A blind spot, a fleet pressed against the back of a certain asteroid,

"Damn! I feel like we're about to be discovered!"

In the Bridge of the Lord of the Desert, Samir looked at the central console.

On the radar screen, dense dots were coming from all directions. Unfortunately, these dots were not wealth, but Warships.

Warnings of being repeatedly scanned by active radar kept popping up.

"Within expectations," Salman said, remaining calm.

"After all, we destroyed two of their ancestral Warships. Can they not be anxious?"

Samir looked at Salman,

"What now?"

Salman shrugged and said:

"What else can we do? Wait."

"I recognize the model of the opposing Warships. They are all T-5 light frigates, ships produced by Claude themselves."

"This kind of industrial trash is only good for fighting smugglers or bullying those small, pathetic frigates converted from civilian ships."

"Also, what's scanning you is active radar, not fire-control radar,"

"Keep calm."

"This group of patrols will leave in a while."

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"Name?"

"Xi Hai."

"What kind of identity are you applying for? Temporary or permanent?"

"Permanent."

"Do you have valid identity information in the Alliance covenant regimes?"

"None."

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After a boring and long Q&A session, the identity registration check finally came to an end before Xi Hai's patience ran out,

"Alright, Mr. Xi Hai, please enter your personal biological information here. This is your physical ID; the electronic version has been uploaded to the central database and can be accessed at any time."

Finally, the counter staff also took out a pen-like tablet, the same one as the previous registration clerk, and showed it to Xi Hai.

"This is the latest handheld personal terminal launched by Kraso The Corporation,"

"It uses a large amount of archaeological technology,"

"The signal transmission range has been greatly improved compared to the previous model."

"We have a limited-time offer for new members."

"The original price is 299 energy currency; if you purchase it today, it only costs 199."

The sudden advertisement caught Xi Hai off guard.

No way, even after watching the video, he couldn't escape the ads!!!

The atmosphere of life in this Space City is a bit heavy, isn't it?

Complaining a few times in his heart, Xi Hai hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

After expressing regret, the staff member politely signaled for the next person.

After all 8 people (Xi Hai, White Shark, 6 Marines) had finished their identity registration, Xi Hai walked out.

Now, he only needed to go and apply for the entry permit for the Order Seat V01.01 star system.

However, just as the group walked to the hall at the Starport entrance, a disgusting sound came from behind—

"Yo, yo, yo?"

"Look who it is?"

"Isn't this our accelerated student who claimed to be going to chase his dreams?"