The person behind looked at Ivar, a puzzled expression on their face:
"Captain, why would It be better if they're stronger? Isn't it a bad thing to have other tough competitors?"
Ivar sneered: "Heh, use your brain. Do you really think we can't handle the Red Poison Ants? Do you think anyone else will survive after they show up?"
He placed his hands behind his back, a confident smile on his face: "The reason I want them to be strong is that, before they die, maybe they'll take a few more Red Poison Ants with them!"
"That way, we can make a comeback!"
Upon hearing this, the group behind them had an epiphany and started praising Ivar one after another:
"No wonder you're the captain! Your mind is so sharp! What an excellent plan!"
At that, the group settled down and waited patiently.
After all, this team had suffered significant losses to the Red Poison Ants, and it was hard to leave without getting anything in return.
