"Tell me, how many people do you have, and what were you planning to do?"
Lu PingAn had not expected to run into people from his homeland here.
If they had truly been nothing more than a local survivor force, Lu PingAn might have simply passed them by to avoid unnecessary trouble. Or, if he was feeling kinder, he could have brought them directly into the Courtyard and eliminated any possibility of leaks.
But the Eastern Kingdom woman before him, who had been an ordinary girl three years ago yet had clearly undergone a qualitative transformation and been tempered into steel, caught his attention.
He had already met several Children of Destiny, but the only one truly up to standard was his little Lu'er. Marshal Lu Lu was still active on the front lines of Mercury 42 and had effectively become the world's leader. Her existence had not only brought Lu PingAn many benefits, but had also provided enormous help to humanity as a whole.
Mercury 42 had always stood on the front lines against the Eight-Clawed. It was also a testing ground and training site for the Eastern Kingdom navy and its naval warfare technology. From its base in Mercury 99, they were continuously bleeding the Eight-Clawed dry.
With his identity and clearance, Lu PingAn could access plenty of classified information. That world had far more than just "armies." All sorts of targeted curses, viruses, biological natural enemy species, and other miscellaneous things were undergoing research and development and testing. On someone else's territory, a race fighting for survival had no need to worry about methods.
When you were about to be beaten to death, would you still care whether your means of retaliation were elegant or moral? Three years of bloody warfare had forced humanity to activate countless