Before dealing with the Blood Cloak Army, Fan Lang first piloted two starships to Xuanji Fortress. His main purpose was to get Identity Cards for everyone, as well as make some arrangements and handle the aftermath.
It was not enough for him alone to have an Identity Card. Everyone needed one.
Of course, it was impossible to get Higher Status Cards for everyone. Nearly all of them could only obtain Lower Status Cards. Only An Zihao and the Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint qualified for Middle Status Cards.
Fan Lang would gradually resolve the matter of their status. For now, getting everyone a Lower Status identity was already quite good. It was still better than being undocumented.
The two starships docked at a pier in Xuanji Fortress. Heavy troops guarded the place, so there was no need to worry about anything happening to the ships.
There were also professional repair yards here, capable of repairing damaged starships. They even offered modification services to alter or reinforce them.
Although Fan Lang had cheat-like abilities that could turn the decayed into the miraculous, he did not mind relying on other means for further upgrades. That was simply icing on the cake.
Fan Lang now held a special status. Many people were willing to befriend him, and with Grand Marshal Xuanji as his backer, everything was easy to handle.
Things that others had to run themselves ragged to accomplish could often be settled by him with a single word.
This was the way of the world, an invisible set of rules.
Some people would never understand this game.
Some understood it but disdained playing it.
Some could toy with the game in the palms of their hands.
And some could create the rules of the game.
At least at this stage, Fan Lang was