Not only that, but amidst the complex commands of the fleet's high-speed navigation, he still managed to direct reconnaissance ships to investigate all potential hideouts for the Western Alliance Fleet along the route. Meanwhile, he constantly adapted the fleet to the surrounding environment, changing the defensive formations of the escort ships. His directives were so detailed it left people astounded.
If it weren't for the current reorganization of intelligence data and comparison with the commands issued by Fatty, no one would believe he could make such precise judgments and timely responses from such chaotic data.
He gave the impression of a monster who could look at a screen filled with waterfall-like flowing code and recreate it in his mind as a grand war epic. Not only did he transform the dense code into images, but he also perceived details more intricately than those watching slow-motion footage, down to the splashes of mud kicked up by galloping hooves.
