Zhou Xuan turned to look at Old Ancestor Xuanming, who was still standing there in a daze.
"Did you just say there were tens of thousands of troops inside?"
"Tens of thousands of formation nodes, certainly."
Old Ancestor Xuanming froze for a full three seconds.
He blinked, running Old Ancestor Cangwu's and Zhou Xuan's words through his head.
No living people?
Fully automated?
A transfer station?
Old Ancestor Xuanming shot up from the ground faster than a rabbit, showing none of his earlier half-dead exhaustion.
He snatched up the Tortoise Shell Shield from the ground, his eyes shining and the fat on his face bunching into a blooming flower.
"No living people? Then isn't this just an unguarded warehouse?"
Old Ancestor Xuanming rubbed his hands in excitement, practically drooling.
Clutching his shield, he paced in circles on the deck, muttering to himself.
"We're rich! We're really rich this time!"
"Token Master, we're rich! Those cowards hiding in their shells extracted Central Province's origin source, and they must be stockpiling it all here for transport! That's tens of thousands of years of savings!"
Old Ancestor Xuanming ran up to Zhou Xuan, straightened his back, and thumped his chest as he loudly declared.
"Token Master, I was strategically feigning weakness just now, all to lull the enemy into complacency!"
"Now that we've uncovered the truth, what are we waiting for?"
Old Ancestor Xuanming pointed at the Black Fortress, spittle flying everywhere.
"Loot them clean! Don't leave them so much as a brick!"
"My Storage Ring has plenty of room. Today, I'm going to stuff it until it bursts!"
Watching Dark Nether change his tune faster than turning a page, Old Ancestor Cangwu shook his head, speechless.
Still, Old Ancestor Cangwu tightened his grip on his sword.
With no living guards stationed there,