On the Burning Legion, Xiao Ran had learned the news the moment Renard and Kane began their operation. Renard had also clearly informed him of the various nations' plans to swallow Mithril whole before dividing it up, as well as the details of his subsequent arrangements. Xiao Ran's only response to what Renard wanted to do was support.
Leaving the matter of acquiring territory entirely to Renard, a Native inhabitant, was more than appropriate. Moreover, Renard had originally been the leader of a faction in this world, giving him a natural advantage in many matters. If Renard said he was confident, then Xiao Ran trusted him and left everything in his hands. In truth, even if Xiao Ran had handled it himself, he might not have done any better than Renard at this stage.
Xiao Ran sat on the bridge, reading a book he had found somewhere while on duty, waiting for the alarms that members scattered throughout Earth's orbital space might raise at any moment. Mwu sat beside him, reviewing the Legion's material consumption over the recent period.
At the start of the mission, every ship and war fortress had been stocked to full capacity. Before the mission began, supplies had not been an issue at all. But once the mission started, replenishment became one of the most pressing concerns for every Legion. As the mission dragged on and the number of battles increased, supply problems would only become more severe, especially for a Legion operating on a large scale.
However, supplies were not yet affecting the Burning Legion. Although they had been in this world for quite some time, their stockpiles were sufficient to last them for a long while longer. Since no large-scale battles had taken place, combat supplies had practically seen zero consumption. At least in