"But—"
The elder of the Rough Civilization first praised Chen Mang, then changed his tone.
"..."
Chen Mang sat in the chair, his expression calm, tapping the armrest lightly with his knuckles. From this "but," he knew that the story with the "Rough Civilization" would not have a pleasant ending.
The Rough Civilization was most likely not returning to its own tribe.
As expected...
Among civilizations, plundering is the most convenient; all cooperation is a waste of time.
The elder of the Rough Civilization looked at Chen Mang seriously and said solemnly, "But..."
"Before becoming a divine-level civilization, a ninth-level civilization is destined to be besieged by many divine-level civilizations."
