Inside the vehicle, Zhong Yuanqiu sat with his eyes closed, his body pressed against the seat. His expression was grave, and his eyelids twitched now and then.
It was clear he wasn't asleep at all. His mind was racing.
Gu Jing looked at Zhong Yuanqiu in confusion. After hesitating several times, he finally asked:
"Elder Zhong, are we really going to cooperate with Qi Zhen?"
Zhong Yuanqiu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze solemn. "We need someone who can contact the Tianli Sect directly. Fang Mo is trapped in the Trial Zone. He can leave, but he can't enter, so we can't contact him right now. We need someone who can help us talk to the Tianli Sect!"
Gu Jing furrowed his brow.
"Has there still been no word from Fang Mo since last time?"
Zhong Yuanqiu shook his head gravely. "There's been no word. If we'd heard from him, I wouldn't be this anxious. The Mechanical Empire is already preparing to act. We must get the Tianli Sect's support. Otherwise, the Galactic Alliance will be completely occupied by the Mechanical Empire and used up as cannon fodder. We don't have time to wait!"
"What if the Tianli Sect refuses?"
Gu Jing looked troubled, uneasy and hesitant. "After all, we've fought the Tianli Sect for so long and even defeated them, causing them heavy losses. Would they really let us off?"
"We have no choice!" Zhong Yuanqiu looked at Gu Jing, his voice weary. "I've been waiting too, hoping the Mechanical Empire would use us and still give us a chance to improve our civilization. But the facts have proven that the Mechanical Empire has never treated us as equals. They're simply using us up!"
He sank deep into his seat, both hands clenched so tightly they creaked.
"Once they're