"Haha..."
At the mention of "Black Rage," Caesar just gave a carefree laugh and didn't dwell on the subject.
"Let's not talk about that. It's time to begin our grand plan to conquer three hundred star systems."
He turned his gaze back to the vast star chart. "I estimate that when the competition reaches the eight-hundred-year mark, there will definitely be another major upheaval. Same for the nine-hundred-year mark.
What we need to do now is seize the opportunity before us and achieve the best possible results for each stage's objectives."
"Who knows? Maybe once we hit the eight-hundred-year mark, the competition organizers will give the word and all the Mechanical Race will instantly disappear.
At that point, those Martial Artists who were too hesitant and failed to seize the opportunity to acquire enough Machine Soul Cores will truly have nowhere to turn to cry."
"Yes. Let's begin."
Qin Feng nodded heavily.
