"You can do it, right?"
From the words of the nobleman of the Skywalker Empire, it seemed that he treated the control center as a person.
At the same time, there was also a disgusting sense of greed and ignorance, as if everything the other party did was what he should have done.
Perhaps the former dignitary had received a good education and knew what the art of language should be like, but it seemed that as long as they were here, the arrogance in their bones would uncontrollably overflow.
He began to clamor about how to make the invaders pay the price, but Li Wenyuan kept looking at the control center, waiting for the dying Chronicler to respond.
The control center, which was still flickering with a faint light, finally changed slightly after a long wait.
The flashing frequency of the lights had changed to a certain extent, and it was faster than before.
