Koni's thoughts rose and fell, but when Ronan spoke again, he still pricked up his ears, hoping to glean more valuable information.
"Everyone is facing problems. But for the same problems, Mr. Baiji and Mr. Qianju, as well as Li Wei and the Reclamation Corps outside, possess enough background information that their assessments and expectations for the future are bound to be more accurate, and their responses more efficient.
"Most of the people here, meanwhile, lack that information. That is why you have unconsciously wasted time over the past few months...
"Under such circumstances, shouldn't you seriously consider the future? Consider how to live after being colonized? Consider how best to escape a life as expendable experimental material?
"To take a step back, you could at least approach the Reclamation Corps in advance and sell yourselves for a good price."
Ronan's words were harsh, yet no one in the venue spoke, including the True God and the Pope, who had now become relatively "detached."
Koni slowly inhaled. There had not been any particularly fierce verbal clashes at today's Summit Conference, yet it was truly exhausting.
At first, it had been Ronan's one-man show. Then, just as some people had finally become active, the information clash between Ronan and Qianju True God shattered their psychological defenses, and the atmosphere sank back into gloom.
Throughout the entire process, these veteran Transcendental Species from Inner Earth could hardly be said to have had any sense of participation. The news revealed by Ronan and Qianju True God, along with the crushing facts behind it, had caused every person's fate to veer drastically away from their previous expectations.
They needed time to think, to digest it, to endure it—and even more, they needed to respond.
Unfortunately, that was not easy.
Koni's brow twitched. He knew