"Compared with the Star-Bearing Vine, which constantly gave birth to star systems and habitable planets,
the Puppet Mother Tree was nothing but a cancer!"
Wang Guannan said indignantly.
"The way of Heaven is to diminish what has more than enough and supplement what has too little.
The great wisdom of the ancients applies even on the scale of the entire universe."
Xu Zhenzhi sighed softly.
"In this universe, the strong only grow stronger, while the weak grow weaker.
To break free of the shackles of fate, you have to keep striving to grow stronger.
And then, you need a little luck."
"But that little bit of luck often accounts for ninety-nine percent of what matters!"
Wu Baiyi added.
Wang Dong couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile.
It was just—
too true!
"This star system only has one branch root of the Puppet Mother Tree.
A Level 10 Super-Class Puppet Mother Tree.
Its branch roots can extend over a range of dozens of light-years.
That clue alone isn't enough for us to locate the Puppet Mother Tree's main body."
Liu Zhi promptly changed the subject.
The harsh realities of life could be studied as a philosophical topic.
But they weren't something you wanted to put on the table.
Like the Star-Bearing Vine,
the Puppet Mother Tree could also extend its roots through hyperspace.
The branch root inside the star of this system had reached out directly from the void.
There was no way to trace it back in any physical sense.
Back when they had searched the Dead Sea Star Abyss for the Star-Bearing Vine's main body,
Wang Dong and the others had spent several months at it!
That B-class mission on the C-496 Outer Battlefield—
"Determine the location of the Puppet Mother Tree's main body"—wouldn't earn them