Kaz pointed at the map.
"The red ones are transfer stations and detention sites. Seventy-three in total."
"The yellow ones are small warehouses and supply stations. Forty-two."
"The green ones are intelligence-gathering sites. Nineteen."
Lin Feng stared at the map, his gaze darkening.
One hundred and thirty-four outposts.
Every outpost held an unknown number of people captured from sandbox universes.
"What are their defense levels?"
Lin Feng asked.
"They vary."
Kaz said.
"The weakest only have a few dozen guards."
"The strongest have over ten thousand troops stationed there, along with heavy defense systems."
"Which is the strongest?"
Kaz tapped a location on the map.
It was a red coordinate marker at the edge of the Eastern Star Region.
"This one."
He said.
"Codename: Black Iron Fortress."
"Twenty thousand troops stationed there, equipped with three thousand heavy gun emplacements."
"It holds survivors from fifty sandbox universes, over three hundred thousand in total."
Lin Feng stared at the coordinate marker for a few seconds.
"We'll start with this one."
Kaz froze for a moment.
"Are you sure?"
"Black Iron Fortress is one of the most heavily defended outposts in the Eastern Star Region."
"You should start with the weaker ones."
"We can take our time with the weak ones, but we'll have to fight the strong ones too."
Lin Feng said.
"Gnaw through the hardest bone first, and the rest will be easy."
Kaz looked at him and shook his head.
"Fighting like this will get you killed sooner or later."
"I'm hard to kill."
Lin Feng said.
Kaz made no further attempt to persuade him.
He exported the map data, saved it to a small crystal chip, and handed it to Lin Feng.
"Take this."
He said.
"The coordinates, defense configurations, and prisoner counts for every outpost are all in