The more apparent the social hierarchy in alien society, the greater the conflicts.
Stirring up their disputes isn't difficult.
Amalia quietly noted everything she saw and followed Aelra's group and finally arriving at the outside of the control room.
Soon, an alien came out to open the door.
The control room of the cosmic battleship wasn't exceptionally large.
The corridor outside was only two meters wide, which wasn't very spacious compared to the other corridors that were five meters wide.
Who would have thought that behind this small door, there would be a large control room the size of two football fields?
As the door opened, a noisy sound surged in.
Amalia glanced around briefly.
There was only one control room, yet it contained at least a thousand aliens, each performing their tasks in an orderly manner.