A Terrible Storm

A large and technologically advanced opponent.

The overall strength of its civilization was far stronger than their own.

How should they deal with such a powerful challenge?

Mu Yunhua was silent for a long time. Her expression was grave, and she felt very pessimistic. No matter how she looked at it, it was impossible to defeat the Selains. This was a boss-level opponent.

"Gold...I...what should I do?"

Mu Yunhua, who had been full of confidence just moments ago, was out of ideas right now. It was as if she had developed a dependency, and she subconsciously asked the alien, Gold, who had provided her with so much help.

"The Selains are in a period of rapid expansion. The Walf planet must be on the boundaries of their dominion's range. If they do not adjust their conquest strategy in time, Walf will become a stumbling block for them, and they will send their warships in multiple waves to attack the planet.