Although both are losses, one is a devastating loss, while the other allows for the recovery of a significant amount of sunk costs, the choice is obvious.
"Another great general, let's move." Zheng Yichen stored away the alien-like Heroic Spirit, which only had a superficial resemblance to actual aliens. Its shiny silver body made it hard to conceal, unfit to work as a shadowy assassin.
The spikes on its body and its sturdy shell clearly indicated it was meant for head-on combat, anything less would not do justice to its size.
Not long after Zheng Yichen left, a transport aircraft landed in the distance. Someone inspected the scene and a woman sighed with a somewhat heavy expression, "No doubt about it, this is some kind of sacrificial ritual, though it's unclear how they managed to erase the distortion and contamination. But this has obviously broken a taboo."
