"If every last one of them has been turned into Kesuya's Clone, like these have..."
"Then I have to say, this really could be a disaster."
Alisa tapped her fingers on the table.
Hmm...
That really was a problem.
Lan Qingyou couldn't help following Alisa's line of thought.
As things stood, tens of thousands of Kesuya's Clones had already been deployed across Storm Island.
If those clones really were all the "old-timers" from back then...
Then there might be more.
And there could be a lot more.
The reason was simple.
A great many people had fled into dungeons back then.
They hadn't just been people who "feared retaliation from the Black Witches."
There had also been people like Xintianle and Yasuda Miaozi, who had fled after incurring everyone's wrath.
In short, plenty of people had chosen to flee into dungeons.
And that created a problem.
A great many people had gone to the Karim Continent.
And since they had chosen dungeons with different environments, they hadn't gathered in one place.
There was simply no way to count them.
Which raised the question.
How many were there?
Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Millions? Or even tens of millions?
Honestly, millions or tens of millions might sound like a lot.
But compared to the original population of over ten billion...
They hadn't even amounted to one percent.
But that had been back then.
Now that they were being sent to Storm Island nonstop, the problem was much bigger.
In fact, if they were only sending over worthless small fry...
Never mind millions or tens of millions.
Even hundreds of millions wouldn't have made any waves.
But what they were sending were Kesuya's Clones, enemies that the overwhelming majority couldn't fight.
They couldn't even look at them.
Under those circumstances, never