"If you're willing, that's naturally for the best." Hearing the Nova Corps Commander agree, Robet smiled and nodded. At last, he had dealt with these problems. As for whether these alien life-forms would live well on Xandar, that was no longer something Robet needed to care about.
Being able to settle these alien life-forms on a relatively safe planet like Xandar was already Robet doing everything he reasonably could. Robet was not going to be like Captain Marvel Carol, pouring a huge amount of his time and energy into taking care of alien life-forms.
Just as Robet had thought before, he did not know what races these alien life-forms came from, nor what kinds of personalities and abilities they had. If he ran into ungrateful wretches like the Skrull, the same way Captain Marvel Carol had, the loss would outweigh the gain.
Although these alien life-forms all seemed fairly young, and perhaps they could be guided toward good through later learning, who could know whether there were any hopeless bad seeds among them, born rotten to the core?
After all, Braidon the Demon Child, who had previously landed on Earth and possessed abilities and experiences similar to Clark's, was a natural-born bad seed. For now, they still did not know exactly what race of alien Braidon the Demon Child was. Maybe among these aliens there were others of the same race as Braidon the Demon Child, or beings with similar personalities.
"No, this is only a small matter. If the Nova Empire wants to settle some children, that won't be a problem." After hearing Robet's thanks, the Nova Corps Commander felt somewhat flattered and hurriedly shook his head. Facing a powerhouse like Robet, he did not dare expect repayment for a favor.
Moreover, Robet had previously saved all of Xandar