Chapter 1609: Arrival

Chapter 1609: Arrival



Using the bathroom was the only thing people left their seats mostly. The only other time was when they felt like their leg needed some movement.

Food and drinks were brought to them by the various cadets who were responsible for passing around what the Soakers and Cultivators had made. Most of the food was simple fruits that were just enough to sustain them until they arrived at Mexol.

8 days had passed by now and the journey was on the final stretch. At the front of the ship, people could already see Mexol in the distance.

In less than a day, they will have arrived.

The ships that were the furthest to the front would arrive even sooner, so they had already begun maneuvering their ships to prepare for landing.

Their ships were beginning to turn so that the thruster end was what pointed toward the planet.

Krimanax was directly behind them, so it became the point that they focused on every time they needed something to apply its gravity on them. They could have used the sun as well, but that would've added to their landing time as they would've had to maneuver to a proper spot to land.

As for where they were going to land, they had long since decided to make it the desert.

They had seen in the movie that a large portion of one of the continents had been left devastated when the heat had increased, turning the area into a desert plain. So, nothing grew in that region, and most people tried not to live there.

The plan here was to land close enough to the desert so they could be the most certain that there would not be any people or city that would be affected by their arrival.

With so many mountain-sized ships, there weren't many places to land on Mexol, unlike any of the moons.

Dozens of ships came every few minutes until the last one landed nearly 8 hours after the first one had arrived.

Ning went back to his ship and waited before it was time to leave.

There was an eerie silence in the ships as everyone prepared to disembark, but no one was given the order to. They all had to wait before they knew it was time for them to leave.

Outside, a few people had teleported out of the ship. Ning went too, invisible, to see how the next few moments would go on.

The Major General, along with 3 Majors, and 8 different Generals walked toward the group that had gathered. Every single one of the General and Majors was ready to use their Spark should the reason arise, but for now, they were merely keeping themselves attentive to the situation.

A group of men walked from the other side, coming to meet them in the middle. The person who walked forward to talk was an older man with few hairs on his head.

He had a small tablet in his hand and a book on his side.

"Welcome, friends. I hope the journey wasn't difficult," the man said. The language he spoke was not his own. To him, the language was a part of history he had learned.

As the foremost person in the knowledge of this language, he had been chosen to communicate.

"Our journey was satisfactory," the Major General spoke. "I pray the destination is even more so."

The old man seemed gleeful, hearing the language that he spoke to the same that was spoken by the other man. There were a few irregularities, but compared to how the language had developed in Mexol, it appeared it hadn't changed that much in the moons.

Realizing this, the old man began speaking even more.