"Truly astounding."
Uchiha Gen carefully put away the map, then opened the other materials.
The more he learned, the more he felt his own insignificance. He could not help but wonder: how had these people and races developed so quickly?
Did the universe truly have enough resources to sustain so many of them?
Even a planet as large as the Shinobi Planet had barely produced a single powerhouse like him, yet these Ōtsutsuki occupied nine star systems.
Moreover, judging from the memories of the Ōtsutsuki he had devoured, the other two Advanced Races likely ruled territories not much smaller than the Ōtsutsuki Clan's.
"No wonder they're so powerful and still keep plundering other planets for resources. Looks like there's competition everywhere!"
After reading through everything, Uchiha Gen let out a sigh. He could not be bothered putting it all back; after all, this spaceship now bore the Uchiha name.
With that settled, all he had to do was wait for Venus's natives to awaken on their own and eliminate any future concerns. Then he could take the spaceship... no, wait...
"Who's going to fly the spaceship?"
Uchiha Gen suddenly realized the problem. His eyes widened in shock as he looked at the mass of complicated buttons in the cockpit, feeling dizzy.
In his previous life, he had not even gotten a driver's license. This spaceship was far more complicated than a car; just at a glance, there were hundreds of buttons, all colorful and with no clue what they did.
After fiddling with it alone for quite some time, he walked off the spaceship scratching his head, utterly baffled.
"I can't understand it. I don't understand any of it. There isn't even a manual."
Professionals should handle professional work. He would have to let the people who had come down