Gods: The Swarm

Wilson, who noticed that the opponent's attack had stopped and escaped, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As the weakened and split version of [Light of Purification] dissipates, there is time to count the losses.

Through the consciousness network, count the number of remaining void beasts.

Wilson felt like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, as if he had been struck by lightning.

But in just a few minutes, after working hard for hundreds of dollars and using all his belongings as collateral to exchange for millions of giant void insects, now he only has less than half a million left.

This is all a giant void worm created by adding loan leverage.

The loss of 500,000 Void Giant Insects is not as simple as 놛’s net worth being reduced by half.

Wilson could already foresee what would happen if the group of 'vampire' salesmen in the Zerg Sacred Bank knew about this.

놛's credit rating will definitely be lowered.

Then, the other party can use the risk stop-loss regulations to forcibly confiscate 놛's assets and fleet.

Even those grandsons may use secondary assets as a reason to discount debts when counting assets.

Finally, the whole debt-ridden 놛 was packaged and sold to Dimitri's laboratory.

"How much is the waist of a senior hero-level brainworm worth...?"

…

"Boss, through the directional extension of the consciousness network, a large number of ship reactions were detected from the direction from which the light came."

"Preliminary estimates put the number at tens of millions."

Brainworm Cotton's voice sounded in the consciousness network, immediately interrupting Wilson's random thoughts and bringing him back to reality from his state of wandering.

Cotton's report continued.

"At the starting point of the previous range-wide high-energy attack, the energy fluctuations are in a declining state. It is estimated that there will be no follow-up strikes for the time being."

"What should we do next?"

When he said this, Cotton waited for a moment, the consciousness network was quiet, and he did not get any answer from Wilson.

This couldn't help but make Cotton feel nervous.

Since 놛 became Wilson's lieutenant, he has faced this extremely motivated boss.

This is the first time 놛 has encountered the situation of not getting an answer after asking a question.

Cotton, who was at a loss for what to do, could only continue to analyze and give suggestions according to his past habits.

"Judging from the actions of the opponent's battleship group, it is obvious that they have pursuit intentions."

"Comparing the speed of battleships, the giant void worm should have an absolute speed advantage."

"There are still some high-end versions of the meshworms in the fleet. We can launch them remotely and build an ultra-long-range fire locking system..."

Cotton, who had never retreated as a loser, finally came up with a seemingly feasible counterattack suggestion based on past combat practices.

"Perhaps we can consider using kite tactics and fight while retreating..."

Before Cotton could finish speaking, he was forcibly interrupted by Wilson who finally spoke.

"You're a kite, and your energy reserves are not full. What are you going to do to compete with an enemy that is twenty times more powerful?"

"Besides, if the attack just now happens again, wouldn't we be completely finished?"

"Knowing that the other party has backlash, you still stubbornly suggest counterattack?"

The continuous rhetorical questions left Cotton speechless. Wilson, who finally felt better, directly ordered:

"The entire fleet immediately retreats in a dispersed formation. The remaining half of the void giants can no longer withstand any losses."

Speaking of this, Wilson felt that his riddled heart was like a faucet that was turned on, spewing blood crazily, and the previous drops of blood were nothing.

After giving the order to run away, I felt that the huge fleet in the distance was still speeding up, intending to pursue them.

Wilson was uneasy and had just suffered a loss. He just thought about it for a moment and then added:

"께Cotton, um..., in order to avoid unnecessary risks, we will adjust the course..."

"Circle around Anderson's territory and take the road back."

"Anderson has stayed under me for a while before. As 놛's old boss, we can drop by 놛's territory and use up our energy reserves for free."

"As for the fleet behind, if the other party wants to chase it, let them chase it."

"When we return to the clan's territory, ten million battleships will only serve to deliver food."

After listening to Wilson's arrangement, Cotton was silent but had no objections.

But deep down in his heart, he was complaining like crazy.

‘Have you forgotten that the opponent had a super weapon that could wipe out half a million giant void insects with one shot? ’

‘Are you not prepared to use your old subordinates from the past to block the gun? "

‘Sure enough, everyone who can become a farmer has his faults. ’

‘What a role model for our generation! You need to remember this, maybe you can use it when you are on your own in the future! ’