One day later,
At the top of Shelter No. 36's tallest building,
Inside Captain General You Rui's office.
Lin Xuankong looked at Zhao Jiulin, Yun Song Nation's Number One Expert, and the others, whose faces were grave, before slowly speaking.
"Those five Fifth Tier Gene Experts from Yunque Nation—Moyou, Valiki, Nine Infants, and the others—have already confessed everything they knew about Yunqin Nation and the so-called Zhongji Star God Race.
"I have already gone over the important points with everyone. What are your thoughts?"
Yun Song Nation's experts, including Zhang Yun, Guan Gu, Tian Guang, and the others, all looked toward their own master, Zhao Jiulin. Yun Song Nation's Number One Expert frowned.
"Nearly nine-tenths of all nations' Gene Experts have now Defected To Yunqin Nation, hoping to receive the powerful inheritance of the so-called Zhongji Star God Race after its descent. This situation is indeed extremely terrible for Mars's human race! Taken individually, those nations may not have as many experts as Tang Nation, Yun Song Nation, and several other countries. But the problem is that any two or three of them combined cannot be underestimated, much less dozens of nations' experts all Defecting To the same side!
"However, no matter what, the interstellar spacecraft and the places for humanity's seeds have already been secured for our nations. Before long, those spacecraft will carry the seeds of mankind away from Mars! From this perspective, no matter how brutal or helpless the battles ahead may be, Mars's human race will ultimately be able to carry on. That is our greatest hope!
"As for those of us remaining behind, killing one of Zhongji Star's so-called God Race means we do not lose out; killing two means we profit. Even if we are bound to die in the end, Yun Song Nation's