Feng Jun replied gravely, "I don't know about the Insect Race's recent offensive... I wasn't on Xingzheng Star for a while. Is the situation that severe?"
Previously, he had still needed to conceal his abilities. But later, he had not only delivered goods to Hesheng several times, but also brought Pioneer Bank large quantities of supplies. There was no longer much point in hiding it.
"Severe? It's downright brutal," He Runxian said with a bitter smile. He did not doubt that Feng Jun could leave Xingzheng Star. "They say the Insect Race's blockade has been getting tighter and tighter... I don't know the specifics. After all, ordinary people have a hard time getting clear news from the front lines."
"But both the military and the government have said we should prepare for another six months to a year of hardship. The word going around is... the Insect Race is using us as bait to lure Federation forces into rescuing us, draining the Human Race's war potential."
Feng Jun felt his heart sink a little. He absolutely believed He Runxian. This galaxy had already been besieged by the Insect Race for over a year, while their reinforcements kept arriving. There was no end in sight to their predicament.
It was entirely possible that they were draining the Human Race's war potential this way. The Human Federation might be vast, but if one place kept bleeding, then over time, even the largest giant would grow weak.
After considering it, he asked, "Have the recent battles caused heavy casualties?"
"Of course," He Runxian continued with a bitter smile. "The bugs often use long-range attacks, and energy consumption has increased too... Honestly, I thought you might not come back. Living on this planet gives you the desperate feeling of being carved apart by a