Ordinary combat is no longer a problem, of course, it is still far from its peak.

However, Su Mo was already very satisfied. After all, he had only undergone rehabilitation training for three days.

Moreover, most of the rehabilitation training time was ruined by himself.

More than half an hour later.

Su Mo rushed to the entrance of Port 17 and saw the old man standing there indifferently.

Su Mo hurried forward and greeted him with a smile.

"Morning!"

"No need to grin."

The old man had an expression that said, "Keep away."

"What are you talking about? I'm just happy. I know you're the best and you definitely won't be mad at me, right?"

Su Mo quickly said something nice.

"Training continues. I will make an extra list for all the losses you caused yesterday, so you can owe it first, and then you will compensate at the price later."

The old man said without any doubt.

"No way, more money to pay?"

Su Mo was struck by lightning and his face collapsed.

The old man's expression darkened, and he said to Su Mo, "What's a little money? The trouble you caused yesterday, if it were someone else, they would have died countless times. Do you have any objections?"

"No, no..."

How dare Su Mo have any objections at this time? Forget it, just owe it; one more debt doesn't make much difference.

"Follow me."

Seeing that Su Mo had agreed, the old man's expression softened a little, and he turned and walked inside.

Su Mo quickly followed, and he asked curiously.

"Old man, what are we doing at this port? Are we going on a long trip?"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

The old man replied coldly.

Su Mo quickly shut his mouth. He could feel that the old man's mood didn't seem to be very good.

Before long, Su Mo followed the old man to the interior of the port. The scene before him immediately shocked Su Mo.

A legendary Star Destroyer with a length of 200 kilometers appeared in Su Mo's field of vision.

The whole body armor was like black carbon gold, revealing a special luster, with extremely strong anti-reconnaissance, anti-strike, anti-corrosion, and stealth capabilities.

The hull was shaped like a sharp blade, extremely domineering, and densely covered with rows of countless launch ports.

Its main gun was a raised triangular Celestial Cannon, which gave people a suffocating sense of oppression.

"This is."

Su Mo couldn't help but take a breath.

"Legendary Star Destroyer: Immortal Blade!"

The old man looked at the Star Destroyer in front of him and said with a slight expression.

Su Mo couldn't help but give the old man a thumbs up and said, "Old man, you are so rich, you even have a legendary Star Destroyer. This warship seems to be a bit stronger than the legendary Star Destroyer: Dark Crow."

"The legendary Star Destroyer: Dark Crow was built later, and it barely crossed the threshold of the legendary level. My ship has been battle-tested and has experienced countless battles, large and small. How can it compare?"

The old man snorted coldly.

"Really? Are you selling this one?"

Su Mo's eyes lit up and he quickly asked.

"Not for sale, and you can't afford it either."

The old man snorted coldly.

"The price is negotiable."

Su Mo said eagerly.

"Wait until you pay off your debts before you talk about it."

The old man snorted and walked straight to the entrance.

Seeing this, Su Mo quickly chased after him.

Soon the two entered the legendary Star Destroyer: Immortal Blade, and along the way they saw subordinates with fierce eyes and murderous auras.

In an instant, Su Mo felt as if he had entered a den of interstellar pirates.

However, none of the subordinates dared to look directly at the old man; they all lowered their eyes.

Su Mo also curiously looked at the internal structure of this legendary Star Destroyer: Immortal Blade.

He occasionally touched the black metal walls. The texture was exceptionally good.

Su Mo murmured to the Fake Creator: Devourer, "How much money do you think it would take to get this ship?"

"Stop dreaming. Every legendary Star Destroyer is strategic-level. How could he give it to you? He's not your father. Besides, even if you were his own son, it wouldn't be so easy to just give it away."

The Fake Creator: Devourer said in a low voice.

"You still have to have dreams, what if they come true?"

Su Mo was still unwilling to give up.

"Just keep daydreaming. What time is it? You're still in the mood to think about this. If you have the energy, you should worry about the training ahead."

The Fake Creator: Devourer replied in a low voice.

"Uh..."

Su Mo was slightly taken aback by the words of the Fake Creator: Devourer.

Soon the old man led Su Mo to a special training ground inside, where a group of subordinates wearing V-generation mechanical armor, with fierce eyes, grim faces, and strong fighting auras were standing.

The most conspicuous was the big man who came to pick up the goods with the old man, wearing special V-generation dark red combat armor.

The moment Su Mo followed the old man in, countless eyes fell on him.

Su Mo felt very unnatural under these gazes.

"Ke Lei Te."

The old man coughed lightly and called out.

"Here!"

The big man wearing special V-generation combat armor stood out and replied respectfully.

"From today onwards, you will train him. There is only one requirement: that he doesn't die."

The old man said in a low voice.

"No problem."

Ke Lei Te agreed without saying anything.

After the old man finished explaining, he turned and left, leaving Su Mo alone there.

The fierce-looking personnel present, looking at Su Mo's thin body, couldn't help but whisper.

"Are you kidding me, letting us train a newbie?"

"What if we accidentally kill him?"

"You better restrain yourself a little; you'll be in trouble if you kill him. Didn't you hear what the boss said? You can't kill him, but crippling him should be okay."

"That's right, this is going to be fun."

...

Su Mo felt like he had entered a tiger's den. He could clearly feel the naked malice.

However, Su Mo did not complain.

Instead, he was even more grateful to the old man. He knew his current state very well.

To put it bluntly, the injured him now was like a sword sent into a furnace, burned red all over.

Next, he needed to endure a storm-like hammering.

As long as he could withstand it and not break, the harder the hammering, the stronger he would be after being reforged.

So Su Mo just bowed deeply to the jeering crowd.

"Thank you for your trouble!"

"Hmph, kid is really polite, but the people we hate the most are polite people. But don't worry, we won't kill you, but you should be mentally prepared."

The crowd said fiercely.

"Enough!"

Ke Lei Te said grimly.

Instantly, everyone shut their mouths, seeming to be very afraid of Ke Lei Te.

Ke Lei Te didn't waste any words and immediately waved his hand.

"Activate the arena!"

"Yes!"

The subordinates present responded immediately.

Soon the central training arena was activated, and Ke Lei Te said to Su Mo.

"Get up there!"

"Okay!"

Su Mo walked up without saying a word.

The Fake Creator: Devourer said to Su Mo in a low voice, "You have to rely on yourself in the days to come. I will not help you. Also, it's best not to underestimate anyone here. The people you see now are different from the people you usually encounter. Their combat power is very strong, and they can even fight head-on with the Star Ring City's First Legion."

"Okay! I got it."

Su Mo also put away his smile and became serious.