Before this, Fan Lang had imagined encountering aliens inside the ship. After all, this starship had come from the Extraterrestrial Starry Sky.
The vast universe was home to countless races. Even humanity had innumerable branches, each with its own differences.
Of them, the Primordial Human Race was the most numerous. This was humanity's most ancient bloodline. Fan Lang and the people of God Vast Star belonged to this race, and so had he in his previous life on Earth.
As for the other kinds of humans, they came in all sorts of strange and varied forms.
Yet the man before him had nothing unusual about his appearance: two eyes, one nose, nothing more. He had an utterly ordinary face, a large nose, and cultivation at merely the Mystic Ancestor level. Even on a low-level star like God Vast Star, he would have ranked in the lower middle.
The big-nosed man was filled with terror as he stared at Fan Lang, as if he had seen a monster. For someone living inside this starship, he was far too timid.
Fan Lang looked him over, then asked, "Where are you from? Are you a native of God Vast Star, or did you come from beyond it?"
"I... I... Don't kill me," the big-nosed man said fearfully.
"If you cooperate obediently, I won't kill you. There's no need to be this frightened. It's not like I eat people."
"Y-you're from outside. How could I not be afraid?"
"Fine. I understand. This ship has clearly been sealed for a long time. You've been cooped up in here, so it's only natural to be frightened when you suddenly see a stranger. That killer could strike at any time, and this isn't a place to talk. Just come with me. We'll find somewhere else to chat."