Lin Feng turned and walked toward the exit.
Iron Hand followed behind him.
The two rushed out of the power core area.
They ran upward along the passage.
The fortress kept shaking.
Countless cracks appeared in the walls.
Fragments kept falling from the ceiling.
The entire fortress was collapsing.
Lin Feng and Iron Hand rushed out of the passage and returned to the central plaza.
Three hundred thousand people were still waiting there.
Seeing Lin Feng emerge, the crowd erupted in cheers.
"Everyone, listen!"
Lin Feng shouted.
"The fortress is collapsing!"
"Run to the northern docking area right now!"
"There are ships there!"
The crowd immediately began moving.
They surged toward the north in a vast torrent.
Lin Feng brought up the rear.
He made sure everyone was running toward the exit.
Iron Hand stood beside him.
"How are you planning to settle these three hundred thousand people?"
He asked.
"The Free Star Alliance will come to pick them up."
Lin Feng said.
"They have enough ships."
"The Free Star Alliance."
Iron Hand repeated the name.
"I've heard of them."
"A bunch of idealists."
"Idealists are better than executioners."
Lin Feng said.
Iron Hand fell silent for a moment.
"You're right."
The two followed the crowd, rushing toward the northern docking area.
The fortress shook more and more violently.
Huge chunks of metal framework began falling from the ceiling.
They smashed into the ground with deafening crashes.
The crowd picked up speed.
Ten minutes later.
Everyone rushed into the northern docking area.
Su Li's ship was still parked there.
She had already contacted the Free Star Alliance's fleet.
Dozens of large transport ships appeared in the sky.
They slowly descended into the docking area.
Their hatches opened.
The three hundred thousand people began boarding in an orderly manner.
Lin Feng