The Aotian was actually about the same size as Star-Lord's Milano. Accommodating eight or nine people under normal circumstances was no problem at all.
On top of that, magic was all the rage nowadays. These spacecraft underwent all sorts of modifications right out of the factory, and every manufacturer used them as selling points—expanded cockpit technology, luxurious interiors, flashy running lights. In short, an ordinary Qing Luan-class Space Plane came loaded with a whole bunch of fancy features.
Furthermore, quite a few mages in society had started businesses modifying spacecraft. They could add a ton of functions to a ship, allowing a Qing Luan-class vessel to far surpass ordinary spacecraft.
Long Aotian himself was an outstanding Magic School graduate student, and his alchemy skills were no slouch either. After getting the ship, he had carried out plenty of modifications and DIY work himself. The ship might not look large, but its interior space covered at least several thousand square meters, making it an extremely comfortable place to live.
Thus, after assigning rooms to every crew member, the spacecraft took off directly.
"This time, our destination is as far away as possible. We're going to expand our nation's territory."
During the flight, Long Aotian held a meeting with the crew and explained the purpose of their journey.
"Of course, making money is still the most important thing. We need to find valuable resources. To be honest, I only paid a one-percent down payment for this Aotian. I'm counting on this trip to pay off the loan!"
There was nothing worth hiding about that. Still, being able to afford even a one-percent down payment on a spacecraft showed that Long Aotian had some means.
Of course, most of it had been borrowed or obtained through loan subsidies, which had abruptly made Long