A day later, after settling into the new base, everyone began to rest.
Too fatigued to start working, they didn't even celebrate like they usually did.
Seeing them this tired, despite the autonomous war weapons doing most of the work, Nash couldn't help but sigh.
They had just traveled over 3 million kilometers and cleared an ordinary dark beast nest.
What would happen when they marched toward the cluster-type resource point, over 10 million kilometers away, facing a nest filled with thousands of intelligent-type dark beasts?
Nash estimated that half of them might not even make it through intact.
"One team isn't really enough…"
If their numbers reached over a dozen teams, navigating the Dark Plane wouldn't be a problem.
With a few more, they could conquer the cluster-type resource point without much difficulty.
The issue was how to manage the cosmic teams that would join them.
Would they be partners, leaders and subordinates, contractors, or something else?
