December 13, heavy rain.
The plan went smoothly. The awful weather gave us favorable conditions for the operation, and I successfully used the zombie virus to control a small part of the Zhutian Civilization's army, ordering them to aim their warships at the seventh spirit-stone vein and bombard it.
The enormous beam of energy easily pierced the ground. The Zhutian Civilization's biotechnology was too terrifying; I couldn't begin to understand this kind of attack. Luckily, the cannons weren't aimed at me.
After the beam pierced the ground, the seventh vein was revealed before us. I'd seen a few photos of spirit stones while gathering information, but seeing them in person was an entirely different thing.
Blue liquid flowed inside the transparent stones. The stones ran together like a blue stream, breathtakingly beautiful.
Both planetary wills and the corpse kings were awestruck by the sight of the vein.
But this wasn't the time to marvel. The beam's power still wasn't high enough to reach the critical point at which the spirit stones would explode. We had to increase the power. The troops stationed elsewhere had noticed something strange happening here and were rushing toward us. We didn't have much time.
Damn it, why did the ship just shake? Had the biological engine malfunctioned? Now of all times, we couldn't have anything go wrong. (Scrawled handwriting)
No, the ship beside us exploded. The shock wave was what shook our ship. Someone walked out of the explosion. (Scrawled handwriting)
It was that high-ranking Zhutian Civilization warrior. How was this possible? Before the operation, we'd made a point of tracking him. He should have been on the other side of this planet. How could he be here? (Scrawled handwriting)
Who betrayed us? (Scrawled handwriting)
There was no time to worry about that now. Unless