"Brother Chang'an, what do you think this Rebel Army is even after? The Insect Race is so dangerous, yet they actually dare to work with them?"
"It's all about personal gain."
Li Chang'an leaned back in his seat, his voice low.
"Whether it's for power, resources, or something else, they can always find a reason to cooperate with the Insect Race. But in the end, they'll be the ones who pay the price!"
"I really don't get it. It's like some people have had their brains eaten by the Insect Race!"
Sun Yang complained as he leaned back in his seat, inspecting his Pulse Gun.
"Is it really worth risking your life just for a few resources?"
"Human greed and stupidity will always be more terrifying than the Insect Race."
Shen Qiuyue said faintly, her head lowered as she meticulously wiped her Dueling Sword.
"Sister Qiuyue, can you not be so scary when you talk!"
Sun Yang pouted.
"Listening to you say that makes it sound even scarier than the Insect Race!"
"It's the truth,"
