"Upon hearing this, Shen Congfei stroked his chin:
"So, you mean that the Andromeda is currently facing two fronts and there's a possibility of inadequate military strength?"
"That's right." Lu Haiyang nodded swiftly and presented a projection.
In the projected image, there were visuals of robots and the Bug Tribe attacking human reinforcements from both sides.
"Even if we deployed all our reinforcements now, we're still undertaking high-intensity support on both fronts. There's absolutely no room to advance the frontline."
Shen Congfei nodded: "Hasn't the god-level civilization in Andromeda planned to step in?"
"Apparently they already did, but the situation still remains pessimistic."
"Even the pillars of a god-level civilization cannot handle it?"
Shen Congfei suddenly grew curious.
He closed his eyes momentarily, concentrating his senses.
In no time, he found what he was seeking.
When Shen Congfei reopened his eyes, he already knew what was going on.
