"Are you going?"
The young man looked outside the shop at the receding figure of Zhang Yiren, then looked down at the dwarf man.
"Yes, of course I’m going."
The dwarf man nodded resolutely, "This is probably one of the few things in my life worth being proud of, sothing I can tell my kids about. I definitely have to go."
"You’re planning to have kids?"
"Of course, before I didn’t want to have dwarf children and let them suffer with ."
"And now?"
"Now it’s simple, just spend so money and it’s solved."
"True."
...
This seldom-visited "figurine shop" was just a small reflection of the entire "Human Civilization."
While the Constant Star Train was waging war outside.
The internal ecosystem of human civilization was gradually recovering. The overall market environnt was thriving, with various comrcial shops sprouting up like mushrooms after the rain.
Many of these things from "Human Civilization" would be highly sought after on "Black Tortoise Star."
Previously, even though Black Tortoise Civilization had joined the Kasha Civilization Federation, the ordinary people at the bottom couldn’t feel the external changes. This ti, it was a complete fusion of civilizations; everyone was part of Human Civilization, which made it an entirely untapped new market.
Such a massive consur market.
Whatever you do, you can almost make money.
For ordinary people, this is the best of tis. As long as you’re not lazy, you won’t stay poor. If you dare to strive a little, you can basically create wealth for three generations, allowing your children to be free from worry about food and clothing.
In this environnt, consur sentint in the market was also very high.
The Constant Star Train hadn’t rolled out any policies to promote consumption, yet people were still eager to spend. The biggest factor allowing people to spend with confidence was having a good expectation of their future inco. Subsidies and such may have so effect, but they don’t address the root cause.
Currently, the organizational structure of "Human Civilization" was still quite vague.
First-level power structure.
"Constant Star Train."
All orders issued from the Constant Star Train would be regarded as the primary command, and must be resolutely implented.
Besides that.
There were quite a few lower-level power institutions, like the city governnts of various cities, or the major sects on Black Tortoise Star, etc. Many of the power structure gaps were still being gradually filled.
Chen Mang re-established "Human Civilization," but only rebuilt the frawork, with more detailed things needing to be slowly filled in, and this requires a lot of ti, not sothing that can be completed in one or two years.
"Pretty good."
Chen Mang, alone and unaccompanied, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of a tall building in Taiping City, looking down at the city below, smiling with a sense of satisfaction and tranquility.
This—
was his territory that he had fought for.
Poor people shouldn’t easily reach for the heights; it’s the beginning of disaster.
When soone stands high, the ambitions suppressed by life will burn like wildfire, desires will rise, dissatisfaction with the status quo will ensue, and there will be a willingness to take risks.
And this often ans life enters a Schrödinger state.
Might reach the skies in a single bound.
Might never recover.
He liked, when there wasn’t much going on, to co here and look at Taiping City. Taiping City was the first city he went to when he crossed over, where the dream began and where many of his mories were held.
Perhaps with age.
He would often reminisce, recall the past.
With no particular purpose.
Just quietly watching, without getting involved in anything, letting it grow wildly.
Just as he used to enjoy quietly watching his train on the wilderness, watching this city before him, from ruins, rebuild to its current state step by step.
In the distance of the city.
A suspended car tunnel hanging in the air was being enthusiastically constructed.
This was not the technology that Water Blue Star possessed.
This was technology found on "Gemini Star" after it was seized, with the future of this planet gradually changing in his hands.
The universe is vast.
So vast that no one can see the end of the universe in their lifeti.
But—
So what, as long as there’s a piece of heaven built in this universe, that’s enough for this life.
The numbers in the universe are vast, "Coco" and their backpacker train went to a mining star only a few light years away, only 2.42 light years, not ten thousand, but even with such a small number, it took them 12,800 years to return.
By the ti they returned, everything had changed, with no trace of the "Nia Civilization" left in the universe.
These numbers always give a feeling of emptiness; the lifespan of humans is too insignificant before the universe, not even as significant as dust. But in Taiping City, there’s this feeling of being grounded.
That is a...
Feeling called reassurance.
"..."
Chen Mang stood there quietly for a long ti before turning to walk away from the refrigerator behind him, leaving because there were still important matters to attend to. This beauty needs enough strength to guard it, or else it will quickly shatter like a mirage.
The more beautiful a thing is, the more easily it is destroyed.
...
Back in the train room, Chen Mang looked at the screen on the "Doppler Radar," and the Insect Race Civilization was still probing, with no intention of sounding the bugle for a total assault, as if waiting for sothing.
Yes.
Waiting.
Initially, he thought the Insect Race Civilization was unaware that the Kasha Civilization had fled and approached tentatively, but now it seed not to be the case, whether they knew the news or not he didn’t know, but it seed they were also waiting for sothing to be completely perfected before launching a total assault.
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