The iron gate of the port slowly opened, revealing a gloomy hole. The spaceship slowly floated into the hole.
It was only after entering Base Five that they could feel the grand scale of the Great Wall of Steel. They had to make at least ten turns in the long flight path. After flying for more than ten minutes, the spaceship landed on a wide tarmac.
From space, the base looked very shabby, but after entering it, they found that the internal facilities were quite simple and advanced.
There were no superfluous things in this port. In fact, it was even better built than ordinary spaceports. Three armed flying vehicles were parked in the open space in the distance. Three men in black were slowly walking towards Ding Meng and the others. Judging from their steady pace and imposing manner, they did not seem to have good intentions.
With a sweep of his telekinesis vision, he could tell at a glance that they were modified fifth-generation warriors.
However, these three people were different from Teacher Zhao Yue. They were not equipped with armor, so Ding Meng could tell the depth of their strength at a glance. They were three mid-level warlords, and all of them were monsters with human bodies and frog heads.
At this time, Guan Lin and Han Feng were obediently following behind Ding Meng, one on the left and one on the right. Their bodies had been bound by telekinesis, so it was impossible for them to escape or sneak attack.
Ding Meng suddenly stopped and looked at the three warriors in front of him meaningfully.
The three warriors seemed to have noticed something as well. They immediately stopped and looked at him coldly.
Ding Meng sighed. "It cost a lot to modify these fifth-generation warriors. If they turn into ashes in an instant, the people in the Hidden Front will be heartbroken."
Guan Lin looked at Ding Meng in surprise. She knew that Ding Meng was strong, but they were already at Base Five. This was not a place where he could continue to show off.
At this moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly responded to him, "Mr Ting, you have a keen eye. It's really better to meet you than to hear about you."
When he looked up again, the door of a flying car in the distance opened automatically, and a man and a woman walked out. These two were normal humans, and they weren't wearing the iconic black clothes, black pants, and black masks of the Hidden Front. On the contrary, the man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he had a calm demeanor. The woman was young and beautiful, and she wore a red gown. If it wasn't for the fact that they were at the Hidden Front's secret base, one would have thought that they were two hosts of a large-scale show walking on the runway.
Seeing these two people, Guan Lin was also surprised. According to her imagination, Ding Meng would be surrounded as soon as he got off the boat. After a fierce battle, he would be outnumbered and eventually suffer endless torture. But now, it seemed that the situation was a little different from what she had expected.
As expected, when the man and woman walked over, the three Reconstructed Warriors immediately retreated to the side respectfully.
"Mr Ting, we're honored to have you here. Welcome, welcome!" The man seemed very enthusiastic, and this enthusiasm did not seem to be fake.
Ding Meng stared at him. "You know me?"
The man had already arrived in front of Ding Meng. Ding Meng suddenly realized that the strength of these two people was most likely at the Warlord level. This was because their auras were only at the War Venerable level, but their purity was dozens of times higher than that of ordinary War Venerables. He had experience in this area, so he could naturally make an accurate judgment.
The man laughed. "Mr Ting's fame has spread throughout the Federation, and you're also very famous in outer space. I know Mr Ting, but it's normal that Mr Ting doesn't know me. Let me introduce myself. I'm the stationmaster of this station, code number 10. Mr Ting can just call me stationmaster."
The woman also came forward and said sweetly, "I'm the housekeeper of this place. If Mr Ting needs anything, please don't hesitate to let me know. My code number is 9. Mr Ting can just call me housekeeper."
According to Guan Lin's description, these were the core members of the first 10, and there were two of them. It was only now that Ding Meng realized that he had underestimated this Hidden Front.
The stationmaster and housekeeper had figured out his identity in such a short time. It seemed that the Hidden Front was very powerful. Furthermore, these two people were not weak. Ding Meng was starting to believe what Guan Lin had said. The boss of the Hidden Front was probably a very powerful person.
Ding Meng suddenly sneered, "I don't get it. I stole your ship, killed your people, and even kidnapped the person in charge of your base's transportation. Not only are you not going to deal with me, but you're even going to welcome me. Haha, interesting."
The stationmaster smiled gently, "These are all small matters. It's rare for a big shot like Mr Ting to visit our base. We can't wait to welcome him. How could we do something so impolite?"
"That's right!"
The housekeeper echoed, "Mr Ting is the first visitor other than the internal members of the Hidden Front. We should treat him well. As Mr Ting said just now, this is a very memorable event."
Ding Meng looked at the two people coldly, "I'm afraid this is not your idea. It's your boss' idea."
"Clap!
Clap!
Clap! "
The stationmaster couldn't help but applaud, "Amazing, amazing. Mr Ting is really smart. If the boss were here, he would definitely treat Mr Ting as a close friend."
Ding Meng said, "Your boss isn't here?"
The housekeeper said, "I'm sorry, but the boss is indeed not here. We don't know much about his whereabouts, but he definitely knows that Mr Ting is here. Sooner or later, he will meet with Mr Ting."
Ding Meng laughed, "Your boss is really mysterious!"
The stationmaster took two steps forward, bowed, and gestured, "Mr Ting, please come in. Officer 8 knew that you were coming and has been waiting for a long time."
Ding Meng nodded, "Okay, please lead the way!"
After entering the space station from the docking port, the interior of the space station was not the same as the interior of a starship. This was a virtual city within a city created through technological means. One could even see the blue sky and white clouds.
At the entrance of a huge factory-like building, a hale and hearty middle-aged man was waiting in person. When he saw Ding Meng and the others arrive, he took the initiative to step forward and extend his hand, "Welcome, Mr Ding Meng. I've heard of your great name for a long time."
Ding Meng was not surprised, "Are you Officer 8, who is in charge of guarding this place?"
"You flatter me!"
Number 8's attitude was very respectful, "You can't call me Officer. Mr Ting, if you don't mind, you can call me Instructor. I'm in charge of training martial arts."
"Training martial arts?" Ding Meng looked at him with interest, "Training regenerative soldiers?"
The instructor smiled and said, "Small tricks are not worthy of Mr Ting's attention, but if Mr Ting is interested, you can go in and take a look."
This was indeed a factory, and the scale was not small. It covered an area of 100,000 square meters, and the height of the first floor was 20 meters. There was a straight passageway from the entrance, and the floor of the passageway was a conveyor belt. There was no need to walk, as the conveyor belt would carry people forward slowly.
The walls of the passageway were not made of alloy steel, but of transparent crystalline glass, through which Ding Meng could clearly see the various automatic production lines running around. Ding Meng could not help but be secretly surprised. These production lines were roughly divided into two types. The first type was the large-scale armor processing machines, which were used to produce armor. These armors were all seventh-generation products, and there were many models that even he had not seen before. However, there was one model that he had seen before, which was the one that Teacher Zhao had used in the Flame Star Palace. It was made using a combination of scientific modeling and biological materials.
The other type of production line was used to produce different kinds of weapons. These weapons were mainly cold weapons. Ding Meng looked around carefully and found that even the most inferior ones were made of platinum metals.
For a moment, Ding Meng could not help but exclaim, "The boss of the Hidden Front is really generous. A factory like this is probably not inferior to the production bases of those big financial groups and big families, right?"
What he meant was that the mass production of these things not only required the support of extremely strong financial resources, but also spanned across many territories. The reason was very simple. Many of the rare materials could only be obtained from the territories of the Frogman Kingdom and the Devouring World. This alone made it difficult for the organizations in the Federal Empire to achieve.
At this moment, the instructor said something very philosophical. "Actually, weapons and equipment are all dead. The key is still the person using them. For a truly powerful expert, even a leaf in his hand can be used as a killing weapon …"
Ding Meng couldn't help but take another look at him. For someone to be able to say such words, his strength must be quite high. She sensed a little and didn't feel any fluctuations in the instructor's aura. He was definitely in control.
The instructor's strength was not inferior to the stationmaster and the housekeeper. Ding Meng came to this conclusion.
The instructor continued, "But Mr. Ting is right. In fact, it has not been easy to operate this industry to this day. The boss spent a lot of time and effort. It should be better than those big companies."
Ding Meng turned his head and asked, "How long has it been?"
The instructor pondered for a moment and said, "It should be more than 133 years and two months."
Ding Meng did not speak. He remembered Eisendell's description. The Hidden Front had a long history, at least a thousand years. It was the king of the underground forces. Now it seemed that this was indeed the case. The production line had existed for a hundred years, which meant that it had been operating since before the war of the Devouring World.
The conveyor belt soon came to an end. There was an elevator at the end, which sent the group to the second floor. The second floor had the same structure as the first floor. The only difference was that there was no production line outside the passage. Instead, there were high-level sensor cabins embedded in the wall. One by one, the warriors were lying inside and seemed to be cultivating. There were tens of thousands of sensor cabins on this floor, each flashing a red light signal. Obviously, they were all in use.
This time, Ding Meng expanded the range of his telekinesis vision. He discovered many problems. First, the warriors were all different. Not only were they mainly human, but many of them were actually Steel Mane Warriors. They had fused with various monsters from the Devouring World. There were also frogman warlords and Devouring World Generals that had fused into one, becoming a new type of freak that had never been seen before.
Secondly, the soldiers in these sensing cabins were not absorbing Origin Energy. Instead, there were all kinds of fine and delicate tubes at the bottom of the sensing cabins, as if they were injecting some kind of energy into them. The tubes came from the fifth floor of the basement, where a huge server was set up. This configuration was many times more powerful than the one on the first floor.
"Is this the final base for the Hidden Front's warriors?" Ding Meng asked tentatively.
The instructor answered without reservation, "Yes, this is it. All the samples sent here will be strictly screened and finally trained into qualified warriors."
Ding Meng asked, "What does it take to be a qualified warrior?"
The instructor's expression was very calm, but the words that came out of his mouth were very shocking. "Mr. Ting, you have actually come into contact with those warriors before. I believe you have seen them before under the surface of the Devouring World's Flame Star."
Ding Meng didn't say anything earlier, but now, he was completely speechless because he was shocked once again.