"A few tens of thousands?"
Otis knew Zhang Menglong was impressive, but he didn't expect him to be this amazing!
The Noah Cosmic Empire has tens of thousands of Level Five peak warships, one Level Nine life form, and dozens of Level Eight life forms, and it only requested ten thousand slots.
Even if the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire has risen, they are worlds apart from Noah. Asking for 5000 slots is already outrageous; tens of thousands is just being very greedy!
"Mr. Zhang, isn't this too much?" Otis said with a difficult expression. There are only so many slots, and most are already allocated. If he calls out this number, other civilizations might want to kill him.
"Is it a lot?" Zhang Menglong didn't think so, "It's just a few tens of thousands of slots, averaging out to a few dozens or at most a few hundred from big civilizations."
