Shi Jiu, on the other end of the Chat Group, saw Yunxi's reply. Her beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed into slits as she muttered:
"That little girl really sent Fang Jing to the right place. If Yunxi hadn't stepped in, the Cloud Sea Star System and the Insectoid Race would still have had a long fight ahead of them. Completely wiping out the Insectoid Race would have taken at least a century."
After reporting in, Yunxi logged off in satisfaction. Now, all she had to do was wait for the Ninth Army Group to reach the front lines. During that time, she also kept an eye on the Research Ship. After losing three scientists, they did not make any more rash moves. They were most likely waiting for reinforcements.
The commanders of the three major army groups stationed on the battlefield also had a tacit understanding. They were gradually drawing back their defensive lines, doing everything they could to lighten her burden. Yunxi felt that she could use a dozen allies like these.
Seven days later, the Ninth Army Group's fleet finally arrived at the edge of the battlefield after its last spatial jump. Commander Musent was brimming with excitement. Though he was nominally here to escort the Scientific Research Department personnel, he also intended to reap the rewards without sowing the seeds.
On the way here, he had already made his calculations. He would take over the defensive line commanded by Yin Tong's Third Group Army, and his reasoning was ready-made and perfectly justified.
The Third Group Army had been the first to arrive at the edge of the starfield and had fought the Insectoid Race for the longest time. Their casualties, as well as the damage to their mechs and warships, were the most severe. Now that he had