White Silver-Tier Lord Talent—Gift of the Machina!
Editor: Atlas Studios
More than an hour later.
Zhou Zhou and company finally returned to Blazing Sun City.
When he got off the spaceship, he saw batches of subordinates of the fog monsters flying down from the spaceship. Then, Wuxin sent people to lead them to the monster army base in the city.
Zhou Zhou looked at the many subordinates of the fog monster and then at the Black Ghost in the sky. Then, he frowned slightly as if he had discovered a problem.
The Black Ghost was a little small…
He thought.
The limit of the Black Ghost could accommodate 200,000 people to live and survive in the spaceship for a year.
Just now, he had placed 240,000 subordinates of the fog monster into the spaceship and filled it up.
Not to mention that there were more than 200,000 soldiers in his territory.
Obviously.
The current Black Ghost was already starting to be unable to meet the needs of his troops.
"Should I upgrade Black Ghost to Elementary Grade?"