I wondered what Xie Yi, Old Shu, and the others would think once they learned what had happened here, and whether they would take any action.
But it seemed unlikely that they could find this hidden space in the shortest possible time.
Of course, it would be another matter entirely if the Doctor helped them.
But I did not want the Doctor to get involved. He was capable of finding this space, but then what? Would they really use spatial coordinates and launch nuclear bombs to destroy everything in this world? Would that include me as well?
I thought that if the Doctor knew it might come to this, he probably would not willingly help them.
I was not afraid of death. After all, if I wanted to leave, Ying Gou could take us out.
But I felt that I should still try to fight for a chance—for myself, and for R5.
R5 had said it himself. Only within this team was he R5, only then could he demonstrate the value of a senior decision-maker. Without this team, even if he left with me, he would merely be an ordinary person—or rather, an ordinary Ability User—unable to play any special role.
That was why he wanted to regain control of this twenty-thousand-man force.
And I felt that if we could win over these twenty thousand people, they would become a powerful force. At the very least, they were far stronger than the special forces in our world. More importantly, many of them possessed supernatural abilities, something even the members of the three ancient clans could not match.
So we were waiting for an opportunity.
I did not know when that opportunity would come.
In my mind, I slowly sorted through the information on R15, R55, R305, and even R105, especially