Mo Yue was so angered by these useless Decision Makers and commanders before her that she laughed.
Her chest heaved violently, as though she might explode from rage the very next second.
At the same time, she developed a deep wariness of Li Chen.
Mo Yue was no fool. Of course she knew why Li Chen had shifted everyone's resentment onto her.
For one thing, it allowed him to punish these commanders and Decision Makers.
After all, for so long, these Decision Makers and commanders
had all been influential figures in their own right, holding the power of life and death over countless survivors.
They were used to being above everyone else.
Most of them had only ever been the ones others begged.
When had they ever needed to beg anyone?
Nor had they truly experienced the brutality of the apocalyptic world.
They had no idea just how difficult survival was for the survivors at the bottom.
Now, Li Chen wanted them to experience it properly.
To experience the feeling of crying out to heaven and earth, only to receive no answer.
To experience what it felt like when their own fates were completely in someone else's hands.
He wanted them to understand what helplessness was.
What fucking helplessness was!
What the fuck did fucking helplessness mean!
Of course, that was only one of Li Chen's goals.
Another obvious goal was to use this method to sow discord between Mo Yue and these Decision Makers and commanders.
Everyone knew that Mo Yue had gathered these Decision Makers and commanders from human shelters.
She intended to groom them into her trusted subordinates.
Whether she would later absorb them or dissect them for experiments,
or use them as cannon fodder to conquer the Sea of Stars for herself, it was all possible.