When all mankind was slaughtered by alien beasts and reached the last three shelters, Mu Lan was kicked from the cockpit of the starship into the garbage. "Get away, trash, your broken ship is not even worthy of being used as bait!" But no one knew that this rusty B-class starship swallowed up the fire of a super civilization a hundred thousand light-years away in exile. When the refuge became an island of despair, Mu Lan drove the starship full of blood and resurrected to tear through the wormhole and return. The enemies who were chasing him all over the city looked up and saw the blue and cold light of the naval guns that blocked the sky, and behind his flagship, a planet-level ghost fleet was slowly unfolding.
