Wu Pifu's expression darkened.
He had thought this world could at least hold on for another ten years. He had indeed sensed that number from the emotions of those Fifth Generation members.
But the situation was far worse than he had expected. He had never imagined that at least one main control system would suddenly collapse the very next day. Although it was still unclear which district's main control system had been destroyed, the fact that his control over his physical body had risen to sixty percent within seconds despite being so far away meant the death toll was probably in the tens of millions...
No!
Wu Pifu immediately rejected that number. He had confirmed something: as The Fish and The Butterfly devoured the soul essences around them and loosened their suppression over his essence, the improvement in his bodily control was not linear. The rate of improvement grew slower and slower, and it could never reach one hundred percent... It was actually like the speed of light in the material world. Relying purely on technology to propel matter to light speed was something almost impossible to achieve.
"So... at least a hundred million people died?" Wu Pifu muttered.
The logistics personnel still had their communication channel open to rear headquarters, and the command center was a complete mess. All sorts of furious shouts, roars, panicked cries, and even faint sobbing came through. No one answered the logistics personnel's questions. It looked like the end of the world.
The five logistics personnel were panicking as well, their faces blank with confusion. A1 kept roaring into the communicator, A2 and A3 were arguing, A4 remained silent, while A5 quietly sobbed.
Wu Pifu let out a breath and walked over to the communicator. "Cover your ears."
They looked confused, but they immediately