"How interesting, My Emperor. The Protoss now have two star sectors supporting them, so it isn't strange that they can mass-produce troops on a large scale. But what's going on with the humans? They have an endless stream of Marines. Have clones really become that cheap these days?" Ye Chao stared at the display transmitted back by the Overlord and asked in confusion.
Inte said from beside him, "Clones are no different from humans physically. They're both carbon-based lifeforms and require energy to be cloned. But the most crucial factor is their equipment. The equipment humans have now is much stronger than what they used when we fought them before. They must have taken out the high-tech equipment from their laboratories. Those weapons probably cost more than the clones themselves. For humans to use clones on such a large scale and equip them accordingly, the resources consumed are terrifying..."
Ye Luo shook his head. "Ignore them. The three races have been fighting for supremacy for over a hundred thousand years. Who doesn't have one or two trump cards? When it comes to mass-producing troops, the Protoss and humans are still far from being our match. Don't launch any attacks for now. Wait for reinforcements from the rear. Once the forces we've amassed reach a hundred times the combined total of the humans and Protoss, we'll launch the final offensive and wipe out both armies in one stroke!"
"Understood, My—uh, My Emperor. We may want to wait, but the humans seem unable to wait any longer..." Ye Chao abruptly changed the subject and pointed helplessly at the display.
From the human camp, one hundred battleships, three hundred cruisers, one thousand destroyers, and countless bombers, fighters, interceptors, attack craft, and unmanned combat aircraft were taking off. Among them were Medivacs, Nightingale Fighters,