Of course, Claudio had not lost either, but this gave the Rebel Army enormous hope. From Ice Scar Stronghold in the bottom right corner to Ruins Stronghold in the upper left, more and more rebels emerged. Claudio had no choice but to give up upgrading his main force and teleport several million elite troops into the region. Even so, it took him three days to wipe out more than two hundred factions.
For those three days, Lu Yang had been grinding monsters on the second level of the Starfield. All the intelligence came from Tu Feng's reports. Tu Feng continued, "Claudio only withdrew his main force this morning. It's probably still late at night over there."
Lu Yang smiled. "He thinks this is over? Wishful thinking. Just wait. Those two hundred-plus factions will realize that they can't win while scattered apart. Slowly, they'll merge on their own into dozens of stronger groups. If they still can't win, they'll keep merging until their confidence is shattered and Claudio is worn down to the point where his men can no longer level up."
Tu Feng laughed as well. "I've already sent someone into their ranks. He's a Chinese man with British citizenship. His family business failed, and he's looking for a high-paying job to support his family."
"Make sure his background is verified. If we get taken down by an enemy spy, we'll be a complete joke," Lu Yang said.
He possessed the largest intelligence network in the entire game. If enemy spies managed to infiltrate it, then his intelligence network would become a laughingstock.
Tu Feng said, "Qing Qian Zimeng found him through a British influencer platform. I hired a private detective to investigate his family and confirmed that there's no problem with him."
"That's good." Lu Yang had always trusted