"Looks like we overshot. Where are we?"
The black bear-man at the head of the fleet hesitantly studied the surrounding star map. It took him quite a while to react, and he began cursing under his breath.
"The pulsar markers show that we're inside the Laniakea Supercluster," a humanoid subordinate reported.
"This godforsaken backwater doesn't even have a few hairs on it." The black Werewolf looked depressed. "Turn on the radar. Head for Perseus. Perseus is our target."
"Sir, are we really sure there won't be any problems targeting the Perseus civilization this time?" A strange-looking subordinate asked hesitantly.
"What problems could there be? It's only an Advanced Civilization. Even if it is advanced, it's an Advanced Civilization tucked away in the middle of nowhere. Its strength is limited. Nothing to be afraid of. Just do it." The bear-man roared.
"Sir, this nearby galaxy is apparently called the Andromeda Galaxy by the local lifeforms. Does it have fairies inside? All kinds of beautiful female lifeforms?" An unidentified black beastman grinned lecherously.
"Are you fucking stupid? Does your wife live in the Wife Galaxy?" The bear-man gave the unidentified beastman a hard knock on the head. "The Laniakea Supercluster has few intelligent lifeforms and plenty of barren galaxies. Even if there are fairies, do you think you'd get any?"
"There are lots of diamonds in the Diamond Galaxy."
"Fuck your mother. Diamonds are rocks. What galaxy doesn't have rocks like that? And you dare talk back?" Black Bear swung a massive paw at him, and the stubborn subordinate immediately shut up.
"Sir, the radar has detected traces of an Advanced Civilization in this galaxy. Quite a few planets are being developed." The subordinate in charge of radar immediately cried out excitedly.
The ability to independently develop planets within a galaxy generally