Which mattered more, faith in one's civilization or one's life? That question was difficult to answer.
Besides, did this count as betraying their civilization? Did it?
In the end, the older man let out a long sigh. "Ah, let's leave it at that. A transplanted tree dies, but a person can find life by moving elsewhere. We have to find some way to survive... You're the Admiral. You have the final say."
"But don't let the main civilization find out, and don't contact them... Just pretend nothing happened."
Gangduo nodded, his gaze sharpening. "If we make it back alive, no one is to breathe a word of this... Is that understood?"
"Understood!"
Zhang Ming was also in his room, pondering how he should strengthen himself.
The horrors of the Abyss clearly exceeded what was normal in the Demon God's Sea. He found his current strength somewhat inadequate.
However, increasing one's strength was extremely difficult. So many civilizations, with countless brilliant minds doing their utmost, could only advance one tiny step at a time.
A Transcendent like him, who had reached his current level through all sorts of chance encounters and coincidences, had also nearly reached the end of the road. Without drawing on collective strength, it would be difficult to improve significantly.
"There are three ways to improve now. The first is to cultivate slowly and raise my mastery of 'Diamond' to its maximum... This is the most cost-effective option, and the safest."
His current "Diamond" only provided a combat strength of a little over six thousand. He still had a long way to go before maxing it out.
However, this ability was far too complex. Even with the World Stone's assistance, it still required an enormous amount of time. Distant water could not put out a nearby