The face of the coin bore the word prosperity; naturally, the reverse was engraved with poverty.
There was only one Utopia City, after all.
And across that land of over a hundred million square kilometers, most of it was still desolate.
The street battles in the Free State continued, while the civil war in Boro Province had already ended.
Under the Alliance's mediation, the Boro National Army finally gave up its northward advance, withdrawing from the depths of Goat State and Bird State into the mountains behind the plains south of the Tasan River.
Of course.
The main reason was that they simply couldn't keep fighting.
South of Tianshui, a famine unseen in a century had erupted across the most fertile lands of Boro Province. Coupled with the deliberate destruction of vast amounts of production infrastructure, even if supplies at the front could still be maintained, their belts had already been tightened against their ribs.
Then there was the fact that the Eastern Empire no longer wanted to fight and introduced a round of monetary reforms to its military aid for Boro.
In other words, if they wanted guns and cannons, they could take their money to New Sail Port and buy them.
That was practically His Majesty's "clear hint."
After seeing the Alliance's space elevator and low-orbit defense platforms, Salen had completely abandoned any notion of competing for terrestrial hegemony. Instead, he had set his sights beyond the solar system.
That was also the advice General McLenn had given him after returning from the space elevator.
He had a large stockpile of "frigate" cores. If those things could be mounted on airships, they could naturally be mounted on starships as well.
All they needed was a hyperspace engine and a plasma engine, along with reinforced structural strength and airtightness,