The deep spatial tremors shook the trading floor of the Galactic Metals Exchange like an earthquake.
Brokers in tailored silk robes dropped their crystal wine glasses, rushing to the panoramic windows overlooking the central docking bays.
Through the glass, the starry void outside Galactic Wall Street seemed to crack wide open.
Over ten thousand colossal, heavy-duty ore-freighters emerged from spatial warp tunnels.
These were not delicate merchant vessels. They were brutal, mountain-sized steel haulers, covered in thick asteroid dust and battle scars from surviving deep-space gravity storms.
Emblazoned across every single hull in bright golden paint was the smiling sunflower insignia of Taichu Benevolence Group.
Leading the massive vanguard was an enormous dreadnought-class mining vessel made from solid, jagged granite.
The ship bore the name: The Planet Forty-Four Miner’s Pride.
