After Ling informed the planetary consciousness of Qingtian Star that there was no need to exert effort for the time being, the planetary consciousness immediately buried its head like an ostrich.
It enclosed itself to avoid the unknown ahead. If the crisis was overcome, it would be akin to having slept and waking up to a new day, greeting a brand-new life.
If the crisis was not overcome, it would die in a state of self-enclosure without any awareness...
Crack, crack, crack—
A slight cracking sound arose, and the Hundred Clan army active on Qingtian Star halted in confusion: "What sound is that? How's the planet's reaction detection?"
Though puzzled, the army general still issued a high-alert order.
"Planet's reaction is normal. No, wait, there's camouflage in the planet's reaction; something's wrong with the 'nails'!" The engineer beside the general was the first to confirm the cause of the problem.
