"Quick! Get moving, all of you! A new batch of level 10000 unconscious clone species is about to arrive. Everyone, move!"
"Zhou Heng, you're doing very well. I have high hopes for you. I hope this year's year-end bonus goes to you again."
As the six-petaled longevity-cursed species foreman delivered his pep talk, Zhou Heng stopped harvesting "resurrection counts" and followed him out of the Resurrection Factory.
Soon, Zhou Heng saw even more gigantic starships hovering over the Second Chapter, the tragic ancient legendary "The Fall of the Sakaste Empire." These gigantic starships kept dropping level 10000 unconscious clones.
"Boss, what's going on? We're already struggling to handle the current volume. Aren't these numbers heading into the trillions?" Zhou Heng asked quietly as he looked at the densely packed gigantic starships that almost covered the entire Second Chapter, the tragic ancient legendary "The Fall of the Sakaste Empire."
The six-petaled longevity-cursed species foreman whispered, "I don't know the details either, but I heard that one of those nine lords died. The others are preparing to move against the Blue Star Federation."
"Oh?" Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, gaining some idea of the Longevity Nine Venerables' movements. But he was in no hurry. His primary goal was still to construct his no-attributes Epic Path, and he still needed roughly 80 billion Self-Containment "virus source species." He had originally estimated that it would take another four or five years to finish. Now, if batches of this magnitude arrived at regular intervals, he stood a chance of collecting all 80 billion remaining Self-Containment "virus source species" within two years.
"They're down... Go, go, go..." The six-petaled longevity-cursed species foreman had developed a fairly good relationship with Zhou Heng. Seeing the level 10000 unconscious clones touch the ground, he took the lead in