Half an hour later.
In the shipyard area.
The transport drones were still coming and going continuously, shuttling between the catacombs outside the ship and the ship's warehouse, pushing boxes of energy crystals into the warehouse storage area.
The soldier in charge of the storage came to Collete's side and reported, "Captain, the rear hold's crystal ore storage area is already full."
Collete had just dealt with a few officers looking for Fang Heng. Hearing that the supplies were already full, he felt a headache coming on. He rubbed his throbbing temples and said, "I understand. Pile them up in temporary warehouse No. 7 for now."
"Captain."
"Yes?"
"Temporary warehouse No. 7 is already full."
Collete was surprised and said, "Already full?"
"Yes, warehouses No. 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, 12, and 13 are all full."
"What? Already? All of them?" Collete, hearing this, instinctively looked toward the ship's deck outside and furrowed his brows.
Good heavens, were there that many ores?
