It was like gambling.
After the first win, one would be tempted by the imaginary endless possibilities to keep going.
Reason and logic would be thrown out the window.
This was especially true in groups, where people would egg each other on.
…
Currently, inside the Department of Inspection, the directors were all sitting together, laughing out loud.
On the table was the head of the leader of the Flor race, which had been soaked in formalin.
There were many signatures on it.
"The war is in three days. We have 10 million soldiers ready to roll out. After the last war, we gained a lot of resources that we've never even seen before. I'll tell you now, that this is just the start. As we fight more and more wars, the Department of Inspection will lead the human race on the path of invincible conquest."
"So who told us that the human race can't live without Yuchi?"
