Might makes right, loyalty must be absolute!
"L-Lord..."
Morgan was trembling, his voice turning robotic from the shock.
The jolt from Chen Gang had zapped away the last traces of rebellion budding in his heart!
"Mor-Morgan City..."
"Is willing to submit!"
Up in midair.
Morgan lowered his head, dropped to one knee.
Chen Gang flashed a smug grin.
Behind him, the near five million-strong Evolver Corps all shook their heads in unison.
"What a pity..."
"I was hoping for a good, all-out brawl."
"Didn't expect..."
"You'd be this pragmatic?"
Morgan and the tens of millions of subordinates in the city listened to the troops' chatter, their faces turning even more sour.
As once the only Level 9 Shelter City on A-9 Planet,
they used to inspire envy in everyone else.
But now, on just the second day after their promotion...
they'd been stomped, faces ground into the dirt, forcibly recruited as minions.
The difference was... devastating.
And in the next second,
