The military officers present each voiced their own opinions and spoke at length, the discussion always revolving around how to attack the bug race's Core Mother Nest.
From time to time, officers asked Fan Lang about the Sparkfire Poison Plague. After all, it was the key to dealing with the bug race. Fan Lang answered every question, revealing everything he could and making excuses to gloss over what he could not disclose.
While the meeting was underway, the fleet did not remain stationary. It continued sailing forward toward the Core Mother Nest.
A fleet of such tremendous scale naturally had uneven speeds. To solve this problem, the starships deployed Energy Chains to link themselves together, forming an interconnected glowing web. Faster ships pulled along slower ones, keeping their speeds consistent.
The meeting lasted a long time before it ended. Some strategies were decided upon, while many matters remained unresolved. After all, plans could never keep up with changes.
After the meeting, everyone rose and left the conference hall one after another. A considerable number had only sent mental projections, which vanished into thin air.
"Commander Fan, you have rendered an unparalleled service. Congratulations." Leng Li's voice suddenly rang out and drifted into Fan Lang's ears.
Fan Lang stopped and looked toward the voice. Leng Li and Mister Mingxin were approaching side by side. He replied, "Thank you for promoting me, General, giving me a chance to put my abilities to use and display my talents at the Armor Whisker Bug Nest. By rights, I should be the one thanking you."
"Not at all, not at all. Making you a commander was clearly beneath your talents, so I hope you do not blame me. A talent like you did not need an exceptional promotion in the first place. You could have