Standing on the upper platform of the hangar, Hao Ren watched the refugees he had just rescued line up and pass through the inspection gate one by one.
Nolan had manufactured and installed the inspection gate only two minutes ago. Temporary partitions had also been erected in the hangar to ensure that everyone had to pass through the gate before entering the shelter area after boarding. Officially, the gate was meant for "security checks," to prevent passengers carrying dangerous goods from mixing into the crowd—such as cultists with twenty large red tubes strapped to their bodies. In reality, however, its true function was that of a life-form scanner.
Hao Ren turned his head and looked at the humanoid phantom displayed on the holographic projection beside him. A progress bar beneath the phantom was jumping along, and every time a passenger passed through the gate, it moved forward by a small increment.
It was collecting the life-form data of the La Rian people. For an inspector, collecting the biological parameters of the local inhabitants was the first routine step when visiting a new planet inhabited by intelligent life.
Hao Ren could not help sighing. "After working for so many years... it's really not easy to handle a normal job..."
"Eighty percent are human, with a few mixed-blood species similar to elves," the Data Terminal floated beside his head and said while looking over the report. "There are only a few hundred survivors, so the sample size is still too small to analyze the races of the entire planet."
Hao Ren waved his hand indifferently. "It doesn't matter. We're only getting started. But this 'real La Rian' is truly very different from La Rian's Dream, which we entered back then. That dream world had all sorts of strange intelligent life crammed onto