"Gan Shou, take those with lighter injuries and search the area. Cold Winter Star cannot possibly become ours, so just take all the resources we can carry," Chen Jiuge instructed.
The blood-stained, burly figure of Gan Shou bowed and said, "Yes, my lord."
Cold Winter Star was a superior Star, and Chen Jiuge had no capability to station forces there. It was also unlikely that the higher-ups would be so generous. After all, the size difference between each class of Stars was more than tenfold, and the disparity in resource output was even greater, ranging from hundreds to thousands of times.
An hour later, under Gan Shou's guidance, Chen Jiuge arrived at a massive warehouse.
Seeing the densely packed Spirit Plants, Star Stones, and various bound Spiritual Beasts inside, Chen Jiuge expressed his surprise, "How come there are so many? Don't the Insects stationed here eat them?"
