Tens of kilometers from the inner city, at the 17th Base Airport, transport airplanes constantly took off and descended, while numerous vehicles and personnel carried supplies in and out.
Just then, a dark red fighter aircraft cut through the sky and descended vertically onto the vacant emergency landing platform. At once, many people turned somber, their eyes revealing awe as they gazed at the Throne Fighter.
Ssh! The tailgate of the fighter aircraft slowly opened, and Jack Clark, with his black hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a gray and white leisure suit, stepped down.
At this moment, Jack's aura was concealed, making him appear like an ordinary person, one with extremely noble temperament, and a handsome and elegant 'breakthrough human'.
Hum! A radiance flickered on the wristwatch worn by Jack, emitting a strong spatial power that enveloped the aircraft, turning it into a streak of white light and storing it into subspace.