Fang Xing hovered in space, watching the spacecrafts flee.
Faced with some communications, even humble flattery, requests for his protection, and so forth, he rejected them all:
"No need to thank me, I just acted on my whims when I saw it..."
"My name? Haha... I'm just an interstellar wanderer motivated by interest..."
It proves that as long as hope is given, even ants can erupt with terrifying desire for survival.
Under Fang Xing's gaze, the Human Clan on this failing planet were fleeing at a frenzied speed!
In a short period of time, nearly half had escaped!
This proportion is quite astonishing and should be attributed to the expansion and utilization of space technology.
A strong person can casually wave a hand and take away the entire population of a city!
