Steve had actually overthought things. Fang Cheng had no intention of staying in North America.
After shaking off the Strategic-Class fighter, he took a long detour and flew toward the coast.
His fight with Steve had been a little messy, and he'd even spent part of it running for his life, but it was the best proof yet that Fang Cheng had grown stronger.
The last time he'd faced an enemy of this caliber had been Isis.
He'd been instantly crushed, every counterattack useless, and the encounter had left him with a bit of a psychological scar.
This time, he'd been able to trade blows with Steve, taunt him right to his face, then escape with ease. It proved Fang Cheng's strength was already close to Strategic-Class.
Next time he ran into Isis, he wouldn't need anyone else's help. He could take her on himself.
In less than half an hour, flying at top speed, Fang Cheng had crossed California and left North American waters for the Pacific.
On the boundless sea, he quickly located the Ark, which was drifting leisurely through the sky, by sensing his clone.
This invaluable Spaceship had already slipped away from North America without a sound.
Most of the people at the base who knew about it were dead. He'd brought the rest along with him.
The only people left in North America who knew about the Ark were its investors.
But would they dare tell the North American Government?
Fang Cheng wasn't sure, and he didn't care. He planned to take the Ark straight back to Hokkaido.
There was no peace aboard the Ark. As soon as the survivors learned the Spaceship had left North America, they began to stir.
Dr. X managed to keep things under control, since most of them were his