"Do humans have any allies or sworn enemies?" Zhang Menglong pondered this question.
It sounded like humans occupied a middle ground in this world. Since they had survived until now, it was certainly not a coincidence; they must have some allies.
Of course, Zhang Menglong was also quite aware of humanity's inherent flaws. Humans were not a peace-loving race, so they must have some mortal enemies as well.
"Actually, humans have maintained relatively decent relations with the entire world," Ying Zheng said, "Currently, humans have a total of 238 allies. Together, we are strong enough to stand up to some of the powerful races."
"But as you know, being allies means having a common interest, and this kind of relationship isn't very stable; it could collapse at any moment." Ying Zheng, having navigated both military and political arenas, was adept at playing the game of intrigue and deceit.
"What about sworn enemies?"
