Moria looked into Ronglin's sharp eyes, his thoughts turning as he asked, "Use their scheme against them?"
Ronglin nodded. "The defenses we set up earlier need further adjustments, but don't let too many people know about this. There aren't many people who can control the entire Ashil Kingdom's defensive forces right now. Once the summit begins, you'll be the only one. That's why I'm assigning this task to you. Make the arrangements, then tell me your plan."
Moria glanced at Caesar. The fellow was pitifully condensing back into a physical body from his elemental state. "If it really is poison, how long will it take to develop an antidote?"
Caesar thought for a moment before replying, "Sampling, screening, testing, analysis... with this genius's abilities, two days at the least, three days at most."
Moria made a quick calculation. "There should be enough time. Tomorrow, the Vice Alliance Leader will dig open the breach and let seawater flow in from the canal. I'll have the First Fleet make adjustments then. We can secretly conduct drills over the remaining days. It should be fine."
"It can't just be 'should be.' It has to be fine!" Ronglin slowly rose to his feet and walked over to Moria. "The enemy has already started making their move. Once the summit begins, if anything happens inside the conference hall, I believe the BIGMOM Pirates will launch an attack on us. Your task must be carried out perfectly, or the situation will spiral out of control."
Moria's expression changed slightly. Looking at Ronglin, he said, "Logically speaking, so many nations and forces from around the world are attending the summit, and they've all brought plenty of subordinates. Even the Four Emperors wouldn't dare launch a frontal attack against so many forces, would they?"
Ronglin sneered. "There may