The entire area had been placed under lockdown by now.
Those destined to experience the apocalypse would have their memories sealed even if they survived afterward.
So the members no longer needed to hide anything. They were all grasshoppers on the same rope, and once the apocalypse erupted, they would have to show their strength anyway. Revealing it five hours early made no difference.
"What? Blue White Star Person?" A group of people nearly bulged their eyes out.
Mo Qiong shrugged. "That's right. My home planet is blue and white, and extremely beautiful. I'm stranded here now and can't get home. Which of you will sponsor me five million to repair my spaceship? I'll pay you back after I return to my home planet."
The young Man with Glasses froze, then frowned and pondered. "Is that all? No, something feels wrong."
Several middle-aged men beside him finally couldn't resist smacking him and said speechlessly, "Of course it's wrong! He's joking with you! Can't you tell?"
The young man suddenly understood. "Soga. I was wondering how he'd pay us back after returning to his home planet..."
Several middle-aged men sighed deeply, feeling that the future of Japan Island was bleak.
A person who looked like a teacher stepped forward. "Please stop joking around. You... you were joking, right?"
Mo Qiong smiled. "I was just making a comment. Do I look like an alien to you?"
Everyone sighed in relief. Clearly, a whole group of people had actually believed him.
The teacher continued, "Who... who are you people, exactly?"
"Weren't you making all sorts of guesses about my identity? Why won't you accept it now that I've admitted it? Looks like there are still some normal people here... Let me say it again: we're the United Nations Rescue Team. Your government officials