Yang Ming muttered, "Perhaps the Emperor's Key got lost."
"Makes sense. Now the old Emperor's grandfather, back then, killed his own brother to usurp the throne; maybe he abandoned this place then," Lyu speculated.
"Since the founding of the Luofeng Empire, they've rarely encountered war. They relied on the powerful Sherman Empire, and no one dared to provoke them, just until these last twenty years when the New Federation set their sights on them."
"So, boss, the New Federation never knew the Wind hid this anti-ship system."
"If they used satellite scans or instruments to detect, they would only see this as part of a training base!"
"Alright, Lyu, are you going to tell me what this thing really is?"
"A Dreadnought! A stationary Dreadnought!"
Yang Ming was stunned.
The projection screen in front of him flickered again, and a three-dimensional projection of a massive cannon barrel appeared before him.
