"Commander Xing Zhuo, Commander Xing Zhuo!"
Xing Zhuo, lost in thought, suddenly heard someone calling him.
He blinked and saw his deputy quietly calling him.
Coming back to his senses, he then realized many pairs of eyes were quietly watching him in the council chamber.
"Commander Xing Zhuo." An assembly member from one of the alliance's member states was talking to him intently, "As the leader who has twice battled against these Bugs, perhaps only you in our entire alliance have the deepest understanding of them. In your view, what attitude should we adopt when facing these Bugs next?"
"Ah~"
Xing Zhuo sighed slightly.
Bugs, Bugs, still Bugs.
Even now, many in the council are still unwilling to regard the Bug Race as a true civilization equal to human civilization.
"Correction, it's Bug Race." Xing Zhuo stood up and spoke calmly.
"Moreover, the person who understands the Bug Race best is not me, but someone else."
