Ten Hours to Go

It was none other than Himmel Soan.

Members of the three divisions immediately dropped to their knees.

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch!"

...

The survivors recognized Himmel Soan as well.

"Aren't you the scientist from Moon?"

"You're the one who claims to be 200 years old?"

"How did you get here? I know your face! You're Himmel Soan!"

After the initial shock, Rick rose to his feet. "Mr. Soan, is it? I want to file a complaint! I want to go to Neige, but these people won't take me there! What are you going to do about it?!"

Himmel Soan glanced at him. "That's easily done. Come over here."

Rick pondered for a few seconds before marching toward him. "What?"

Himmel Soan suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder and threw him out of the cabin.

"You don't deserve our effort, and you're a waste of our resources. You can go to Neige now!"