According to their calculations, if the Supreme Race wished to become a more perfect species, they could only evolve in the direction of gods.
And Knowhere was the only place in the known universe that possessed material capable of creating gods.
In exchange, during Adam's incubation, his cocoon would remain in The Collector's vault as part of his collection, satisfying the man's obsession with collecting.
But now that The Collector had disappeared, what about Adam's cocoon?
"Find out what happened immediately! Who exactly is Knowhere's new owner?"
Ayesha's subordinate had clearly prepared for this question. He immediately replied, "We have already investigated. The new force occupying Knowhere is a military contracting company specializing in military services."
"Mercenaries?" A flicker of disdain crossed Ayesha's face. She had seen some so-called mercenaries before, and they were little better than bandits.
They were all people without honor or dignity.
But how did a band of mercenaries dare lay hands on Knowhere? Although The Collector had not made a move in a long time, who would dare overlook his influence across the stars?
Ayesha felt that something was wrong.
"Tell me the details about these mercenaries."
Although she was anxious about Adam's cocoon, she also understood that knowing oneself and one's enemy was the key to winning every battle.
Then she heard about several major things Atlas had done.
"They defeated Ronan?" Ayesha fell into thought. "Were these mercenaries founded by Xandarians?"
"No. They are said to be a race from a remote star sector, originating from a low-level planet called Terra."
"I've never heard of it." Ayesha shook her head.
The Supreme Race was a relatively young species. They had been experimental creations made by the High Evolutionary long ago.
Though they proclaimed themselves the most perfect lifeforms, they did not know that