The fact that the Swarm's Overlord had turned into a master of survival just because of the little butterfly's wings gave Yu Lian an immediate sense of danger—as if he were facing a rival of the same sex. With a heavy heart, he urged the Empire to issue an advance warning to the entire galaxy and establish a "Charlie containment net" spanning the universe, snuffing her out in her cradle.
Before, she had been alone, without a swarm of bugs and offspring, just a little girl wandering the world by herself. Her target was small, and she seemed harmless. But now she had exposed herself to everyone and revealed that she was a threat. That was a different matter entirely.
Yu Lian believed that, with Brunhilde's insight, there was no way she hadn't seen it.
In any case, if the Empire kept quiet for its own benefit, he'd find a way to leak all this to Yani.
"Heh heh heh. My friends are everywhere in the universe. Politics, the military, business, even the transcendent world—my influence is everywhere, Charlie! Let's see how you plan to fight me!"
While Yu Lian gritted his teeth, plotting how to persecute that "girl," more than a thousand light-years from the Lion's Den system, in another system, the target of his persecution was clutching her head and trembling inside Leviathan's carapace. She was pitiful, helpless, and delicate. Even the little Danish girl who froze to death on New Year's Eve had a whole basket of matches more than she did.
Fortunately, as an Overlord, she managed to recover from the blow that had nearly torn her mind apart. Though she no longer needed to breathe, she still took a deep breath of air that didn't exist, steadied her emotions, and only then slowly got to