Secrets (1)

Five days later.

Olga Star Planetary Defense Directorate, Defense Headquarters.

Herudan, an Ascendant, sat alone in the seat of honor, quietly watching all the Fissions present.

There were twenty people in the conference room. More than ninety percent of them were Fissions, all figures standing at the very pinnacle of the entire Orga Galaxy.

Everyone sat separately along both sides of the long conference table, waiting for the person in the seat of honor to speak.

"The bitter battle has already lasted five days. Star Abyss has no intention of leaving at all. This time, the numbers—especially the numbers of low-level polluted beasts and fodder beasts—have far exceeded my expectations. Logistics must be guaranteed."

Herudan looked toward an enormous fat man in the conference room, so obese he could scarcely move.

"Kailadin, where is the latest batch of equipment, supplies, and medicine?"

A light screen flickered in the fat man's eyes as he swiftly replied.

"They're already on the way, sir. You needn't worry about logistics. Our star system can still sustain a short major war."

Herudan nodded.

"How are things on the other two fronts?" He looked to either side of the conference table.

Seated in the deputy positions on both sides were the other two top-tier High-level Fissions responsible for leading the fighting.

Francia and Belkin.

"No problem on my side." Francia commanded the star system's secondary Heavenly Weight Fleet and, like Herudan, was personally intercepting the beast tide attacking from another direction.

"Same here." Belkin nodded in response.

As the leader of the Lezman School, Belkin's strength was beyond question.

"Also, I've sent samples of the thirteen new types of polluted beasts and giant beast soldiers that appeared in this beast tide back to the Empty Star Research Institute. I want detailed information and methods of countering