Lin Mo smiled at that and said nothing.
Long Zhan would only say things like that to him in private.
In public, Long Zhan would never comment on decisions from above.
"What about things here on Terra?" Lin Mo changed the subject.
"Has anything happened over the past few days?"
Long Zhan put down the documents.
"Nothing major. Everything is proceeding as planned."
"But..." He paused.
"There is one thing worth mentioning."
Lin Mo raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
Long Zhan walked over to the digital terrain map and pointed at an area marked in red.
"According to the intelligence we've gathered on the Terra Continent, the Demon Clan has also mastered technology similar to Portals."
"The Satellites have been searching all this time, and we've finally found what appears to be a Demon Clan Portal on the Terra Continent."
Lin Mo's pupils contracted, and he sprang to his feet.
"Where?"
Long Zhan pointed at the red area on the map. "Here."
"More than three thousand kilometers from our Fief, right in the heart of Demon Clan territory."
"The Satellites captured images of large numbers of demons gathering around something resembling a spatial wormhole."
"All kinds of Demon Clan units are pouring out of it without pause."
Lin Mo stared at the map, his gaze grave.
The Demon Clan had a wormhole...
What did that mean?
It meant the Demon Clan could bring in reinforcements from its Home Planet at any time!
It meant the war on the Terra Continent was far more complicated than he'd imagined.
"The images?" Lin Mo asked in a low voice.
Long Zhan immediately brought up the Satellite images.
On the screen, densely packed Demon Clan creatures gathered across a barren expanse of land.
At their center, a deep, dark rift more than five