Following the map, they soon arrived at the meeting room. Along the way, Gu Shanhai saw a massive mobilization of aliens, estimating at least a hundred thousand.
At this stage, the number of players and natives in the base did not even match that amount. Even though not all the aliens were armed forces, a count of ten thousand armed aliens was still horrifying.
Upon entering the meeting room, he immediately noticed several aliens in lively discussion, varying between agitated and calm. Some were even hysterical, clearly frightened.
"These guys' shells seem to be of poor quality," Gu Shanhai observed. The armed aliens had very smooth and textured shells, while the leaders' were dull and some even cracked.
"So, these are the older aliens?"
"Well, determining age by the shell is quite fashionable."
