The Infiltration Begins

"Yes, yes! And with so many people, we can create what we don't have ourselves," Nazir said, Khalil's words sparking new ideas in him.

As a former leader, Nazir was better suited for these matters than Khalil and immediately left, energized by the prospect.

"Why did you send them in as well? Wait, I get it—you want it too, don't you?"

With no outsiders disturbing their moment, Kenny Lin gleefully hugged Amalia and began showering her with kisses.

Amalia, uninterested in his nonsense, waited until he was done before pushing him away.

"Let's get serious. I sent them in for a reason. Can you sense it now?"

Kenny Lin shrugged his shoulder. "I've sensed it for a while. It's heading this way."

The stealth capabilities of an alien battleship might be impressive, but fooling their divine senses was impossible.

"So, what's your plan?" Amalia asked with a smile.

Kenny Lin bared his teeth in a grin that resembled a loyal dog.