In the meeting that followed, Gu Shenghui, Elder Lin, and others made further arrangements for the upcoming actions. Everyone in the hall not only paid close attention but also continuously raised their own questions.

"Uh, according to Mr. Shitang, haha!" Su Xiang, who found the title quite amusing halfway through the conversation, felt the eyes gathering in the hall and coughed twice before saying, "Based on the intelligence collected by Shitang, the combat power of these Red Armored Warriors is much higher than that of the Demon Race soldiers! According to your battle situation in exterminating the Bull Territory, it would take at least three times the troops to completely wipe out this garrison. Can Sifuer do that? She currently has no more than four thousand people, even if we suppress those in control; will their subordinates comply?"

"It's a problem, yet it's not a problem!" Pei Yan looked up at the adversary who once participated in kidnapping his sister, and sensing Pei Yan's unfriendly gaze, Su Xiang raised his hand with an innocent expression and leaned back slightly. Pei Yan continued, "The Demon Race's world is different from ours. Here, their class consciousness is still very strong. Although Sifuer is currently lacking in strength, she still holds the noble title of a local lord. From what I've learned during this period, most of the high-ranking demons and nobles with status have retreated into the Holy City with the legion. Her identity is quite intimidating outside, of course, provided she demonstrates corresponding strength. For demons, there is something they revere even more than class—power!"

Pei Yan placed his hand on the table and continued, "The first time I encountered that Raphael, he belonged to such a person. It's not ruled out that in other refuges, there are also such ambitious individuals. We will take action against them as necessary, do you have any further questions, Mr. Su Xiang?" With that, Pei Yan gave Su Xiang a meaningful smile.

"No more!" Su Xiang closed the notebook in front of him, nodded with a smile, and stopped talking.

"According to Old Ye and your account, this Demon Race isn't much! What's so great about them? Take that Leohard, none of us, not even Gu Chu and his team, can't beat him? Even if the battlefield is big enough, I can wear him out!" Jiang Feiyang continued fiddling with the soldiers with disdain.

"Indeed, in terms of attack diversity, the Demon Race doesn't match those of us who are above the fourth level of Superpower Awakened, but Old Jiang, how many of us are there?" Pei Yan leaned back in his chair and looked at Jiang Feiyang, "How many have we expanded in the investigation hall now?"

"Less than three thousand." Understanding what Pei Yan wanted to say, Jiang Feiyang smirked and lowered his head.

This time, Pei Yan was surprised. He turned to Gu Shenghui, "We have so many more Superpower Awakened? The number has doubled compared to before."

"We have to thank the source within your body for that. Her method helped us find many who had the potential but hadn't Awakened yet. They were brought back to the base for training and development, but forming them into combat-ready forces will still take some time." Gu Shenghui sighed at this matter, managing these new recruits is now the most crucial task of the investigation hall, and there have indeed been many troublemakers among them. Remembering his own team coming here to carry out the mission, leaving behind the pitiful look of Yu Zhongmin, Gu Shenghui felt relieved that he could finally take a breather.

"But that's still not enough. The Demon Race soldiers are practically all soldiers, and although a single duel may not suffice, once they form a military formation, we'll suffer a big loss." Pei Yan then turned with a smile, "However, our world's advantage has never been about us superhumans, right? As long as we avoid close combat and eliminate them with long-range strikes, we have a chance of victory."

"Anyway, we still need to avoid a full-scale war with them, isn't that the reason we're here?" Mei Simiao, sitting beside Gu Shenghui, continued flipping through the documents recorded with photos based on Pei Yan's accounts, "The only thing that matters is their collective death attack by their warlocks, which is quite intimidating."

"I know about this matter, I've also learned about it from another perspective afterward!" Pei Yan nodded and explained, "Their magic is limited by the number of people, with a maximum of three hundred warlocks. Any more and the excess energy would be beyond their control, which is why Sifuer split the warlocks into two groups to attack in the interception battle. This magic has another flaw: a long preparation time and a long interval before the next release. Broadly deploying surveillance before the battle can effectively prevent such sneak attacks."

Mei Simiao nodded and continued to ask, "Then what's left is the Disaster Legion's own attack methods, but there should still be ways to guard against it. Now the only missing piece is intelligence on the elites of the Disaster Legion, which is what leaves me feeling uneasy!"

"We'll take it one step at a time. Have we fought battles without intelligence before? We will have to fight it nonetheless! Regardless of what the opponent is like, we need to take them down with our lineup!" Originally pale-faced, Xie Chujun finally had some color return to his face after drinking an entire bottle of wine, speaking nonchalantly.

"That's right, besides, there's still some time before the actual attack on the Disaster Legion. During this period, we still have the opportunity to learn more detailed intelligence from the Demon Race." Zuo Huaxian, who had been sitting with his eyes closed, opened them to agree.

"I have one more question!" Liang Qian, who was sitting beside Wang Wenze, raised his hand and asked, "Our ultimate purpose here is to rescue the Star Lord from the Demon Race's grasp, but from what you're discussing, it seems like a full-on assault. Shouldn't we be considering this person's safety? What if we attack the Disaster Legion directly and he gets killed?"

Upon hearing Liang Qian's question, the few people present exchanged glances, and finally, Wang Wenze patted Liang Qian on the shoulder and said, "Once we decide to attack, the Star Lord's life is no longer important!"

"Why? Didn't Pei Yan say he was significant?" Liang Qian asked, not understanding the immediate response.

"It's the secrets he carries that are significant. If the secret of the Star Lord's star chart is discovered by the Disaster Legion, then all the refuges are at risk of being breached. His death would only result in the refuges in this area becoming ineffective. However, if we win the battle and hold five territories with tens of thousands of troops as a base, who would still care about the refuges? Moreover, the secrets he carries would vanish with his death!"

After hearing Pei Yan's explanation, Liang Qian stuck out his tongue and stopped asking questions.

The entire meeting continued until the early hours, and only when everything was planned did Gu Shenghui announce the meeting's adjournment, allowing everyone to drag their tired bodies off to wash up and rest.

On the other side of the small town, Sifuer, who was also holding a meeting overnight in the official residence, leaned tiredly against the window, watching the messengers carrying her summons rushing off in all directions. The decision had been made, and everything that happened next was beyond her control. Once again, she entrusted her fate to that strange man from another dimension.