Upon hearing the S2K Clone's suggestion, Silver Fist's gaze immediately changed.
At that moment, whether it was his expression, his eyes, or his body language,
all of it revealed a deep sense of pleasure.
It was as though he had found something that truly delighted him.
It had to be said that this defector from the Massim Civilization really had some skill.
Moreover, all of the other's ideas essentially coincided with his own.
They matched so perfectly that not even a single detail differed.
This made Silver Fist genuinely admire the fellow immensely.
But at the same time, Silver Fist secretly became wary.
For no other reason than that everything the S2K Clone said and did
was simply too outstanding, too clever.
He seemed to have everything under control and understand everything.
Like some Omniscient and Omnipotent super-intelligent life-form.
Someone who knew everything and was constantly scheming against others
made Silver Fist feel a strong sense of danger, along with an inexplicable unease.
Today, this fellow could cooperate with him,
sell out information about others, and scheme them into a dead end.
Then tomorrow, could he cooperate with other enemies as well
and sell all of his information to other people, or even to his rivals?
Although he was filled with vigilance toward S2K,
Silver Fist remained outwardly calm.
"Good! We'll do as you say, brother!"
He nodded.
Then he picked up the communicator and directly established a reverse connection to the cockpit of Conqueror No. 1.
"Conqueror, you may return now. The humans on Earth do not need you to deal with them!"
"Next, I will personally arrange for Slayer to take over your operation!"
Silver Fist casually issued the order to Conqueror No. 1,
which was about to reach Earth and had less than thirty hours of travel