In the outer battlefield, a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Perhaps due to the impact the Flying Tigers Squad had on the forces of Universe 37 and Universe 38, they were so intimidated that there were almost no military actions within this year.
Not only them but even several neighboring civilizations that once attempted to invade Universe Seven became restrained, and Universe Seven enjoyed a yearlong peace and stability.
"How is Menglong's IPX-001 legion doing?" As the person in charge of the outer battlefield, Luo Ze was very concerned about Zhang Menglong's troops.
The adjutant under Luo Ze showed a rather exasperated smile, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"What's wrong?" Luo Ze felt a bit worried when he saw the expression on the adjutant's face, "He didn't mess up again, did he?"
"Not exactly," the adjutant said, "But it seems he's treating this battlefield like a game, General, I have to ask, was it truly a wise decision to entrust him with a legion?"
