Now that the Parallel Universe Jump corridor had been opened, those zombies were no longer a threat.
After Frank's landing team cleared the area around Lehigh Camp, a group of Inhuman Psychic Energy soldiers arrived in the Zombie Universe. They would establish and maintain a psychic node here to ensure that the various psychic facilities could function more effectively.
Then came the arrival of intra-planetary Transport Planes. These transports were capable of atmospheric and space patrols themselves, and they quickly established a Global Command System in the atmosphere.
Thousands upon thousands poured out of the camp and headed to important locations around the world to investigate, attempting to reconstruct the course of the entire incident.
The sight greatly shocked the survivors still resting in the camp. Wasn't this a company? What kind of company could afford thousands, even tens of thousands, of soldiers at this level?
And there was absolutely no sign that their forces were running dry... If they hadn't looked human—well, they had already begun wondering whether there were really humans beneath that armor, or something else.
"Did 'company' mean something different in another world?" The survivors couldn't help but wonder. "Maybe companies ruled countries there? Were the meanings of the two words reversed? Was the Osborn Group actually the Osborn Republic, or something like that?"
But this was only the tip of the iceberg when it came to the Osborn Group's military strength. The organic population of the Star Sea Community alone exceeded a trillion, not to mention that the company could activate production lines at any time and deploy vast numbers of Synthetics Soldiers. With all kinds of technological support, resources meant organisms, which meant labor and armies.
Harry suddenly thought of something: he had basically come to rule that universe as well. Backed by such