What followed was simple enough. Public opinion campaigns within Green Field City had been running for a full three years. All material preparations and ideological mobilization were complete, and even diplomatic matters had been properly wrapped up.
It was time to officially set out!
Early that morning, Lu Yuan got up and put on the "Fire Scale Dress."
It was indeed a recognized luxury item in the Northern Frontier. Even Green Field City had not changed that cultural atmosphere. The dwarves had specially gifted one to each of the couple.
Sea Snail Miss carefully fastened every button on Lu Yuan's clothes, then patted down his collar and smoothed out the wrinkles.
"The quality of this formalwear isn't all that great..." she complained.
Lu Yuan laughed. "It generates heat by itself. Doesn't that alone make it luxurious?"
At the same time, she changed into a beautiful set of Green Field Clothing. She examined herself in the mirror, then lightly smoothed her hair.
She looked somewhat dignified, but upon closer inspection, there was still a playful, girlish charm to her.
The two left the room one after the other and enjoyed an exquisite breakfast.
The dining hall was packed with diners, scientists, engineers, inscription workers, teachers, and doctors. It was unbelievably lively.
Of the population of 6.5 million, half had been born within the last two hundred years. They had never truly enjoyed a proper journey, nor had they experienced disaster.
This new generation was mostly filled with excitement and anticipation.
Young people were always more driven and energetic.
"Grand Commander, when are we leaving?!"
"What's the rush? We have to finish eating first." Lu Yuan snapped irritably.
The older generation, on the other hand, was filled with reluctance and sorrow deep down.
These past two hundred years had truly been the