887 Troops Established

Leaving the government building, Han Xiao's communicator rang. It was Milizaus who called him.

"Black Star, are you on Planet Crimson Ring already?" Milizaus chuckled.

"Yes, are you here too? I didn't see you around."

"I haven't arrived yet. We are having a long-distance gathering. Come online for a while."

"Alright." Han Xiao entered the quantum network and found an encrypted channel.

The next moment, his projection appeared in a huge room with a round table in front of him and plenty of seats around. His own projection was currently in one of the seats. Most of the seats were filled with only four empty ones at the moment.

Han Xiao then looked around and realized that everyone present was an ally of the dynasty. It was like a Beyond Grade A group chat for the Crimson Dynasty.