"Then our mission ends here."
Looking at Kirk's complicated expression, Fang Zheng shrugged and spoke. Kirk glared at him, then after a moment, finally asked in a hoarse voice.
"So many people died. Don't you have anything to say about that?"
"I deeply sympathize with everything you've been through."
Fang Zheng spread his hands again.
"But I'm sorry, this was my duty. It's that simple. After all... I wasn't the one who caused this."
Fang Zheng barely managed to swallow the words, "white pigs' lives aren't lives anyway."
"If Starfleet is angry about this, I understand. I'll report your opinions as well, but sorry, that's all I can do."
This whole mess was the Goddess of Zero's fault anyway. Even if Starfleet wanted to curse someone out, they should curse the Goddess of Zero. What did it have to do with him?
Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Kirk. Kirk's face turned pale, then green, then dark... Finally, he gritted his teeth.
"We're returning to Starfleet Headquarters."
"I have other things to do, so I won't see you off. Have a safe journey."
Fang Zheng made a gesture and watched the Enterprise crew leave. Of course, he knew why Kirk was so furious. The land that had been destroyed was Kirk's homeland, and it was also where Starfleet was based—well, but that had nothing to do with Fang Zheng. In his eyes, it was just a garbage dump.
"They're absolutely furious."
Elena withdrew her gaze and spoke to Fang Zheng, who merely shrugged.
"That's their problem, not mine. Besides, resolving this crisis without destroying the entire world was already incredibly fortunate. If the Divine Seal's infection had spread any further, I might have had no choice but to trigger a Big Bang and reset the civilization and life