Faced with her old friend's slightly disgruntled question, Du Zhaodi's lips curved into a faint smile.
"What's wrong? Still dissatisfied? It's not as if I stopped you from going to the front line for no reason. Isn't protecting me more important than going to the front line to kill enemies?"
Daisila spoke with a hint of frustration:
"You know that's not what I meant. From my perspective, you're being a little overconfident."
She paused before continuing:
"You had Yuanyuan stay out of the war, and we agreed. You rejected an alliance with the 'Mechanical Eternal Habitat,' and we agreed to that too. Then you went ahead and approved General Quill's military adventure on your own. You never consulted anyone else!"
"Remember, you're Du Zhaodi. You're not Heluopo! Even if you've absorbed all her memories, in my eyes, you've been influenced by her a little too deeply."
Daisila said worriedly:
"I talked with Yuan Li. She told me that some high-level carbon-based species only need a trace of their genes remaining to use those genes to complete carbon-based reconstruction and revive. That's 'genetic immortality.' The 'Wet River Civilization' is an ascended civilization. It's not impossible that they possess such technology!"
Du Zhaodi's voice carried an indescribable undertone.
"Looks like you understand her better than I do, despite the fact that I inherited Heluopo's memories."
"You know that's not what I meant! We went to so much trouble to escape from that cosmic aristocrat. If the boss hadn't arrived in time, even if you'd fought with everything you had, the only possible outcome would have been igniting that star. You couldn't have stopped their immortality at all! We can't let all our efforts go to waste when everything is going so well!"
Daisila finally said what she had kept bottled up for