"What's wrong with this place?"
The gaze settled on Lu Zixun, and some brightness appeared in Yang Guohong's dim eyes.
"The Insect Clan being able to grow to its current scale is definitely not the type to sit idly by and consume resources, and..."
Pausing for a moment, Lu Zixun organized his thoughts, "Now, the Insect Clan has developed their own farming farms, the scale of which occupies an entire large area."
"At the same time, intelligence from within the Demon Clan shows that the high-level farms have daily necessities that would appear in human gathering places."
"That is to say, human gathering places cannot possibly be united as an impregnable fortress, to be precise, every era is like this."
Shaking his head, Lu Zixun's eyes remained calm, "The existence of such people signifies vulnerabilities."
Nodding slightly in agreement with Lu Zixun's statements, Yang Guohong said with a smile, "Continue."
