1352 Farharls
The spaceship that flew toward Ning was a silver body of a cylindrical shape like a rocket. However, unlike a rocket, this object was smooth and seamless all the way through with not a single window or joint to the spaceship.
It was also massive, at about a few hundred meters in diameter and nearly 2 kilometers long.
Ning couldn't help but wonder how the giant thing could have even been lifted from the planet it was created in the first place. Or was it not created on the planet, but directly in space?
'Maybe the Constellation Farhalys has something to do with this,' Ning thought.
Still, the question of why the constellation was flying around in a massive spaceship was something that bugged Ning. He was curious as to exactly what was happening here, so he decided to find out.
"System, you're sure I will be able to absorb this one without trouble right? I don't want to end up in an extended battle where I have to waste more energy than I have to," Ning said.
Ning shrugged. "Alright then, take me where the constellation is."
He disappeared and then arrived inside the spaceship. The location he had teleported to was a meeting hall inside the ship with massive overhead lighting and a long meeting table with nearly a dozen chairs on each side.
The room was narrow and surprisingly full of people.
There were a total of 20 humans of varying ages sitting on the table, talking about something. But their words had stopped and they were now staring at Ning with fearful faces.
Ning was plenty surprised as well. He looked at the 20 people in the room, 12 of which were men, and 8 women. They had very dark skins with a few whose skin textures weren't even visible because their skin did not reflect much light.
They were also clad from head to toe in multiple white shawls and robes that pletely hid everything but their faces and their arms.
Ning frowned at the sight. There were humans on this ship? How had he not known about it before? Was it just because he hadn't bothered to learn about the situation here before ing?
But those were not the things that surprised Ning. The thing that surprised him was the lack of apparent demonic features on any one of the people in the room, marking them as a constellation.
'System? Are you sure there is a constellation here?' Ning asked, looking around the room.
The system answered just as the oldest of the women stood up to question. "Who are you? And how did you get in here?" she shouted.
She hadn't seen Ning teleport as he was out of her view, so she had assumed he had sneaked in. Ning's skin was fair, but not snow-white. But to these people, it was white as salt itself. They all stared at him almost as much for his skin as for his arrival.
Ning didn't bother answering any questions and instead directly teleported over to the man who sat at the end of the room and touched his body.
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