When Dean Wu rejected his proposal, Bobo Man didn't look the least bit dissatisfied. Instead, he asked calmly,
"Old Wu, do you have any good suggestions?"
Dean Wu didn't answer Bobo Man right away. Instead, he gazed at the magnified map of the planet, lost in thought.
As everyone else pondered, Han Ning also studied the map, mentally calculating the most suitable place for them to settle.
Without a doubt, an ideal habitat would be far from any conflicts and abundant in resources.
But on the continent group, countless races vied for supremacy, so there was no place truly free from conflict. They could only settle for the next best thing: finding a "soft target"—a relatively weak group with no powerful backers.
With the powerful backing of the Bobo Family, the Tri-Race Alliance could easily handle weaker groups. They were far from helpless.
With these thoughts in mind, Han Ning's gaze roamed across the map.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, focusing on a single spot.
