Seeing this, Zhao Gang reached out and patted Lin Mo on the shoulder to comfort him.
"Worrying more won't do us any good."
"We've already sent our requirements to the Academy of Sciences. Elder Qian is leading a team to tackle the technical challenges."
He made a show of sounding relaxed.
"You know what Elder Qian is capable of, don't you?"
Lin Mo froze.
"Elder Qian is leading the team?"
He suddenly remembered that Elder Qian hadn't been there the day the World Tree bore fruit.
At the time, he had wondered why Academician Qian, who was inseparable from Academician Liu, was absent at such an important moment.
So he had gone off to lead a team developing new technology against the Demon Clan.
Lin Mo recalled the man's outrageous remark: "A CPU? Can't anyone with hands make one?"
And the legendary results of Elder Qian's many years of research, and how much they had contributed to Great Xia's rise...
If it's him... he should be able to develop weapons against Eighth Order demons, right?
No!
He definitely can. He has to!
Great Xia has no way back!
The terminal on Lin Mo's wrist suddenly vibrated.
Once he answered, Long Zhan's voice came through.
"Commander Lin, the races of Terra are making their move."
"They're planning to counterattack the Demon Clan with our custom equipment."
"If you're interested, you can come take a look."
Lin Mo's eyes lit up.
His attention immediately shifted away from the Eighth Order demons he had been worrying about moments before.
"No problem. I'll be right there!"
He pressed the button to end the call.
He was extremely curious about how effective the equipment customized for the Dragons Clan, the Elves, and the Half-Orc Clan would be.
What would it look like when Treants fought