No sooner had he finished speaking than someone objected.
"No!" A middle-aged staff officer slammed the table.
"That's nurturing a tiger that will turn on us!"
"The Demon Clan isn't something we can easily keep under control."
"What if several Eighth-Order Demon Gods come through the wormhole at once? What do we do then?"
"We barely managed to deal with the last Eighth-Order Demon God even with an Antimatter Bomb."
"If three or five come, what do we stop them with?"
"And if the Demon Clan invades Blue Star, it's all over!"
Everyone fell silent.
Indeed, the Demon Clan posed too great a threat.
But whether Terra's various races would drive Great Xia out in the future was also a problem.
A brief silence settled over the Command Center.
Lin Mo suddenly spoke.
"I have an idea."
Everyone looked at him.
Lin Mo pondered for a moment, then said slowly:
"I'm the Holy Son of the Holy Human Race."
"Before the Pope died, he entrusted the Holy Human Race to me."
"And the Holy Human Race is hardly any different from us humans."
"Perhaps we can work with that."
The young staff officer's eyes lit up.
"You mean..."
"Cultural infiltration." Lin Mo nodded.
"Assimilate the Holy Human Race as one of Great Xia's ethnic groups."
"Wouldn't that make Great Xia part of the Terra Continent too?"
As soon as he finished, the Command Center erupted.
"Brilliant!"
"Our Great Xia culture is inclusive. A few more ethnic groups would be no big deal!"
Excitement shone in the staff officers' eyes.
One staff officer stood up and said excitedly:
"Exactly! We shouldn't just take in the Holy Human Race. We should make Terra's various races unable to do without us!"
"Get them used to Great Xia's culture, and make the next generation