Chapter 601: Trap (Request for monthly tickets at month-end, meow)

"Attacked?"

Receiving the report, the Great President was somewhat surprised.

"Has the entire advance team been wiped out?"

"Yes."

".........…"

The universe was not safe, nor were alien planets. To be honest, the Great President had mentally prepared himself for the possibility of the advance team being attacked, but their complete annihilation was unexpected. After all, he had not anticipated that the world could be so dangerous. What then, could have attacked them?

"......…Prepare the second batch of advance teams, and dispatch a squadron of fighters to escort them."

Of course, the Great President could not give up just because one advance team had been annihilated. He decided to deploy more manpower and try again.

"Should we seek assistance from the Tribunal?"

"Hmm......…"

Hearing his subordinate's question, the Great President turned to look at the distant Tribunal Fleet, pondering for a moment.

"No, it's not yet time to seek help."