Four months had passed since the plan was launched.
Now, the full-scale counteroffensive on the front had only just begun. Some areas had gained the upper hand, and some regions had even pushed into the Other World.
"The Eastern Kingdom isn't satisfied with the current front lines."
It was like a major shareholder investing a huge sum to see how your company was progressing, only to discover half a year later that the grand vision you laid out at last year's annual meeting had not even begun.
The Eastern Kingdom's "plan" was to directly establish a Fishmen nation in the Other World, using it to tie down Eight-Clawed's forces at the front and as an arms factory for new weaponry.
In a sense, it was a "proxy war" meant to contain the enemy. But right now, the proxy was still at home.
"The Eastern Kingdom doesn't have any issue with you. Based on our repeated internal reviews, getting this far is already remarkable."
Lu Lu, the new Minister of the Military Department, had not lost the Eastern Kingdom's trust. In fact, completing the integration and launching a clearly advancing counteroffensive on the front within just a few months was already extremely impressive.
Especially compared to the useless predecessors. As the "investor," the Eastern Kingdom was not worried about mistakes or slow progress. What they feared most, and even resented, was you pocketing the money and not even bothering to put on a show.
Lu Lu had been working. The front was not only training troops and building defensive lines and fortresses, but had even begun fighting over many strategically valuable Space Rifts.
As a proxy, her performance had already been a pleasant surprise.
"This isn't your problem. Our demands exceeded your limits."
The leader of the special task force spoke