The giant ship was densely packed, and the people coming down from the ship resembled ants, swarming everywhere.
Carson Flores glanced over the scene; he had no idea how many tens of thousands were present, and trying to find someone like this was clearly unrealistic.
Carson grabbed a guard who was maintaining order and inquired about the process of how these people were being gathered by the camp, then he found the camp's office.
The office was quite busy, with everyone engaged in their tasks. A worker near the door looked up at Carson, his gaze lingering on the badge representing Carson's identity for two seconds, and proactively asked, "Can I help you?"
