The greatest crisis in Amoeba's history!
It had been a long time since Huo Gu had felt a sense of crisis like this. The last time it had felt anything similar was when Amoeba had been destitute as a whole and hostile to the Serene Empire.
Back then, the Collectors had yet to mature, and the assistance Ming could provide was limited. Burden upon burden had fallen upon Huo Gu. The problems posed by the Empire, the future of the Collector race—all of it had required Huo Gu to plan and resolve.
It would not have been an exaggeration to call it a tightrope walk. Huo Gu had needed to conceal and deceive the Empire by every means possible, stealing all of its knowledge and securing every necessary element for Amoeba's technological explosion.
Yet Huo Gu, who had participated in that era, did not believe its dangers could compare to those of the present.
"So this is the Great Destruction? No wonder you were so confident that Amoeba would fail."
Huo Gu's heart was incomparably heavy. Amoeba civilization's weak point had been discovered. The weakness it had always desperately concealed and sought to resolve had not only been found, but exploited to deliver a crushing blow to all of Amoeba.
"Alas, the thing I feared most has still happened..."
Amoeba had weaknesses. As the designer of Amoeba civilization's social structure, Huo Gu knew that clearly.
The Collectors followed the Supreme Will, uniting around the Supreme Will as a collective. This was both their strength and their weakness.
Unity had brought extraordinarily powerful capacity for action, granting the Amoeba collective its present accomplishments. Those powerful enemies of the past had all become ants beneath their feet, to be looked down upon.
This was an advantage, but just as its strengths were