"Brother Inte's civilization has already reached Level Seven—perhaps even the peak of Level Seven, hasn't it? Yet Koprulu still has three other Cerebrates. Could it be that those three Cerebrates also follow Brother Inte's lead?" Ye Luo was shocked inwardly, but his face was filled with delight, as though he had found a mighty tree to lean against and was overwhelmed with joy.
Inte shook his head with a sigh. "We're merely Cerebrates, not the Overmind. Although we Zerg possess immense potential, without an Overmind, we're like a dragon without a head. I've struggled across the star regions for more than seven thousand years, yet I've only raised my subordinate civilization to Level Seven. We're still far from the peak of Level Seven. As for the other Cerebrates, they hold equal status to me. We formed the Zerg Alliance, and whenever something comes up, we discuss it together. Brother Ye Luo, you know that we Zerg are highly destructive and possess enormous potential. For some civilizations to advance to Level Seven, it would take hundreds of thousands, even millions of years. Yet we need only several thousand years, perhaps ten thousand, to reach their level. How could they not envy us? How could they not fear us? Fortunately, we Cerebrates are united and help one another. That is how we've maintained our stability while seeking opportunities to expand outward. Ah, Overmind, Overmind... I wonder where the inheritance of our Zerg Overmind has ended up. If we had an Overmind and we four Cerebrates supported it, wouldn't the Zerg's golden age be upon us?"
As Inte spoke of the Overmind, his psychic power remained firmly locked onto Ye Luo. When Ye Luo heard the word "Overmind," his face too filled with regret, making Inte suspicious. Had he guessed wrong? Was Ye