"This guy's pretty popular..."
At the edge of Dawn City's plaza, Bannott's face wore a perfunctory smile as he symbolically clapped his hands, watching the power armor walk down toward the center of the square.
If this had been a year ago, he probably would not have taken Chu Guang's "ceremonial remarks" seriously.
But now, standing here, he could not help feeling deeply stirred.
This guy had indeed boasted plenty and painted plenty of grand visions that smelled better than they tasted.
Yet interestingly, looking back from the present, every one of those wild visions had become reality without exception—or, at the very least, was gradually becoming reality.
Now that The Alliance's previous phase of plans had been completed, he had quickly pointed those who had paused in their tracks toward the next direction.
In a sense, everything he had just mentioned was precisely what The Alliance intended to accomplish in its next phase.
For example, resolving the disputes that had remained unsettled and allowing the Sticky Community, which had already served its purpose, to continue serving its purpose... In fact, the reason they had not immediately launched another war was precisely because of the Sticky Community.
For example, using Prosperity Era technology to recreate magnificent wonders and restore the miracles of the old age—the elevator leading into space was the most obvious example. It was said that they had already successfully brought Utopia City's companies into the venture.
They were already doing it.
Watching those people striving for the same goal, Bannott actually felt somewhat envious.
The Velanders did not lack strength. Occupying vast territories, they had strength to spare.
However, because everyone was pulling in different directions, they had fractured internally into countless factions of every size since who knew how many years ago.
Today's Legion was like