Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of a question and asked, "Regarding the Alef Civilization's imminent takeover of the entire Milky Way, what do you think about it?"
"It actually doesn't have much to do with us."
This plant said, "Our Alliance is under the protection of the Amoeba Faction. If the Amoeba Alliance completely leaves the Milky Way, they should take us along too."
"Even if they don't leave, the Alef Civilization won't do anything to us... probably, haha, the fruits we produce are in high demand throughout the Milky Way."
"As for what will happen to other civilizations, we are not sure. After all, this new Governor comes from another galaxy, so we really don't know much about them."
"I see." Zhang Yuan sighed, not expecting to learn too much, but what he got was already quite good.
At this moment, the glass tube gradually emitted a bright white light, indicating that the preliminary preparations were complete.
Zhang Yuan quickly asked, "Can we start now?"
