"Sharpening the spear at the last minute... Is he trying to usurp the throne?" Xie Junping could no longer suppress the urge to gripe. He left a message in the group chat, breaking several minutes of silence.
Zhang Yingying seemed to be recovering. She sent an eye-roll first. "When would he have time for that?"
"Maybe it's Hami Jidun." Bamboo Pole had thought of one possibility. "I think he's preparing to head to Ha City. Even though the trip has been delayed again and again, he'll have to go sooner or later."
Octopus, who was not at the scene, was quite interested in the topic. "That chaotic demon den is in no way comparable to Xia City, okay? If he usurps President Ouyang's position, the President might just smile and hand it over. But over there, does he have to fight Yabolun first, blast Ha City into ruins, and then rebuild it?"
"Ooh, that sounds pretty awesome!"
Such scenarios were naturally thrilling in the space of consciousness. But back in reality, Wen Huilan, having been given a clear request, became visibly more cautious beneath her flower-like smile.
"What I said was merely some data analysis from account sheets. Everyone was already very tolerant not to take offense when I spoke in broad terms before. I really have no face to offer any more suggestions or warnings..."
"Just say it. Your Return Voyage saw nothing more than a decline in local output on the account sheets, then laid its routes all the way to Xia City. That decision seems rather hasty. I don't think it could be that simple—there should at least be some other reasons, one, two, three, four."
Ronan held down an armor module that was about to be fitted onto his arm and instructed the transport robot to