With the communication cubes maintaining communications, Zhou Xu soon learned of the news.
To be honest, reaching this point had happened faster than he expected.
Based on his earlier contact with the Wood Elves, he had thought the Elf race could hold out for another year or two.
But then he thought about it again, and it seemed perfectly reasonable. Compared to the past, their Great Zhou had also changed beyond recognition. There were too many temptations within their civilization, while the Elf race had experienced too few temptations in the past. Who could withstand such a sudden onslaught?
On top of that, Light really was inexperienced, and his preparations had been insufficient. The situation before them was therefore not difficult to understand.
However, for a long-lived race, this was not necessarily a dead end.
Zhou Xu could more or less understand Light's way of thinking. One major advantage of long-lived races was that they could use time to smooth everything out.
Of course, he also lived a long time, but not everyone in Great Zhou possessed such a lengthy lifespan.
The larger a civilization became, the more deeply intertwined it was, requiring a vast number of talents to build its framework and keep it running. If anything went wrong in even one part, it could trigger a massive chain reaction, or even cause a devastating impact.
When that happened, Zhou Xu might be able to remain untouched by virtue of his formidable strength, but Great Zhou itself would inevitably sink into silence because of it, or even be destroyed.
Light's approach was a typical case of leaving everything to time.
To a certain extent, this move was impossible to resolve, but Zhou Xu was not going to start agonizing over the matter. Who knew what would happen in the