Following the guide, Fang Xing walked lazily behind. On his left was New York Harbor, a major port with an annual throughput of hundreds of millions of tons.,Gradually waking up, I found myself in a vast space filled with things. Rows upon rows of warehouses, stacks of containers...,Fang Xing was a little afraid. He walked his hands and feet to the door of a warehouse, and with one push, the door opened.。