Chen Gu took a look. It resembled an even thicker layer of "painted skin." Once put on, it would make the wearer look like one of the Long-headed People, only much stronger and taller.

Among the group, the tallest, Chen Jixian, would probably reach about two meters and thirty centimeters in it.

Next to the "Biomechanical Exo-suits," there were rows of instructions. Hidden underneath each part were powerful weapons, products of advanced modern technology.

"Your mission isn't actually difficult. The only enemies who could pose a significant threat are those royals who might believe in the 'Great True God.'"

"This is the Special Operations Team's first mission. We'll start with easier tasks and gradually get into the swing of things."

"Alright, you have four hours to prepare. Then, you'll take the Bureau's spacecraft to depart."

The first thing Chen Gu had to do, of course, was ask for leave from school. His advisor, Zhong Yuanbei, didn't care whether this student was actually on campus and approved his leave smoothly.

During this period, Chen Gu had participated in three more Giant Beast Tournament matches. His opponents varied in strength, but it didn't matter to Chen Gu; he won all matches steadily. For this mission, Chen Gu didn't know how much time he would need, so he gave the Alliance a heads-up and adjusted his competition schedule.

However, the Alliance could only reserve two weeks for him. If Chen Gu was still absent beyond that, he would be forced to forfeit.

The others also had personal matters to handle. Four hours later, a spaceship lifted off from a military spaceport on Capital Star, slowly disappearing into the vast Star Sea.

Detailed information about the Long-headed People and Sparta No.11 had already been distributed to everyone. Marcus sat on the spacecraft, holding a large mug of beer, drinking and reviewing these files—he had completely given up on managing his physique after switching to a desk job.

For their first mission, the Special Operations Team was deploying in full force. Marcus would establish a support point inside the Confederation military base on Sparta No.11, maintaining real-time contact with everyone to provide logistics and backup.

He looked at the information and remarked, "The Long-headed People are smart; this kind of thing is basically impossible to hide. The royals can exchange various minerals for anything they want, so all the city-state residents are conscripted to mine. The farmlands outside the cities have been deserted for years, with no one cultivating crops, yet the residents don't lack rations—where does the food come from?

"Over time, suspicions are bound to arise.

"Moreover, the royals are greedy and harsh, ruthlessly exploiting the city-state residents. When someone rebels, they use weapons obtained from us to suppress the uprising. Or, if they're truly unable to suppress it, they simply use minerals as payment to hire our military forces..."

Charles snorted. "Boss, I get the feeling you sympathize with these city-state residents. They're all potential enemies!"

Marcus shook his head. "I think the royals' behavior should be regulated. Only then can we maintain stability here and ensure a long-term supply of precious minerals from them."

Charles's attention was on different details. "The mineral resources here are truly abundant! There are more than fourteen kinds of precious minerals worth mining, ranking it in the top ten of all resource planets in the Confederation!"

The Confederation has thousands, even tens of thousands, of resource planets, so ranking in the top ten is indeed remarkable.

"And among them, the most precious, No. 4 Ore Crystal, is a key material for manufacturing starship power cores. It's frighteningly expensive."

"There's also raw silicate earth, an important raw material for manufacturing quantum supercomputers. The demand is enormous, and the price is equally high."

"This planet is truly a treasure trove."

The team chatted animatedly, deepening their understanding of the mission objectives through casual conversation. Chen Gu scanned the information for a while, got the gist, then put it down. He stood up and called everyone to get used to the 'Biomechanical Exo-suits.'

There was a special "fitting chamber" for the suits—a cylinder three meters high and one and a half meters in diameter. Standing inside and giving the command would activate precise mechanical arms, which attached each component to the body in a fixed procedure. This required one to enter completely bare.

The 'Biomechanical Exo-suits' clung to the skin, interfacing with the body through bioelectric signals. The brain's commands could be directly transmitted to the suit, achieving a level of responsiveness as if it were a natural extension of the body.

After Chen Gu finished equipping his, he stepped out and looked in the mirror, finally uttering only two words: "So ugly!"

However, using it felt second nature. After all, the biomechanical body was humanoid, and Chen Gu adapted more quickly than the others thanks to his experience in the Giant Beast Tournament.

He could even adapt to the bizarre structure of a Combat Rooster, let alone the form of a Long-headed Person.

Poor Boluo was having the hardest time. He constantly felt as if he had suddenly grown several dozen centimeters taller, like he was "walking on stilts," and would THUD to the ground every few steps.

A few hours later, everyone had mostly adapted. Boluo, however, was sitting on the ground with a bruised face, waving his hands and saying, "No, no, I need a break..."

Chen Gu finally found an opportunity to call over his adult son. "I need to talk to you about something."

His adult son's attitude was lukewarm, but it was a small improvement from before, when he would just scowl upon seeing him.

The two entered a private cabin, and Chen Gu took out the 'Riverwash Sword.' "My weapon isn't powerful enough anymore. You're the 'Abyssal Blacksmith,' and I hear one of your abilities is forging weapons for Professionals. How about forging one for me?" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

When the Atomic Holy Church traded the 'Riverwash Sword' to Chen Gu, they said it would be more than sufficient until the Fourth Energy Level.

In fact, when Chen Gu was at the Third Energy Level, he could already exert the strength of a Fourth Energy Level Professional, and he had sensed that the 'Riverwash Sword' was becoming inadequate.

He was a Multi-Professional, vastly different from ordinary Professionals.

Great Actor Chen remained expressionless, though inwardly he was extremely nervous.

If this adult son gives me the cold shoulder... as his father, I'll really have no alternative.

As expected, Chen Jixian asked indifferently, "Am I obligated to help you?"

Chen Gu inwardly fumed: It's still those same old issues from years ago. And this burden from my original self is so damn heavy, impossible to shake off!

Chen Gu felt a surge of annoyance and injustice and was about to give up when an idea suddenly struck him. He said nonchalantly, "Indeed, you're not. Never mind, I'll just go call my granddaughter."

Chen Jixian didn't react immediately. But as Chen Gu was about to leave, his eyelids shot up. The old fellow is going to tattle to his granddaughter!

"Wait a second!" he hurriedly called out. This wouldn't do at all. The old man was very important in his granddaughter's eyes. More than once, at home, his daughter had subtly or overtly expressed her desire for the "family" to live harmoniously together, enjoying domestic bliss.

Hmm, Chen Zili seemed to have expressed a similar wish too, but of course, that wasn't important.