"Lord Qing Ming..." Inside the embassy, a formally dressed man from Abe no Seimei's team stood straight and bowed before asking curiously, "The Central China authorities don't seem interested in cooperating with us. Why are we still tilting our policies to favor the Central China Players?"
"Because they're good enough..." Qing Ming smiled gently. "Don't judge things by appearances. Focus on practical benefits. Our Red Sun compatriots rank quite well in the elf-type races, but we also need other talents for development—for example, developers with higher research efficiency, or the Gene Bodies of the Elemental Spirits, in which our Red Sun Players rank poorly in the Second City."
"I studied the civilizations of these cities and discovered that every Gene Body has enormous utility. Each one is indispensable to the formation of the system. Since that's the case, bringing in outstanding talent is extremely necessary. The Central China Players rank highest in every sequence. That's an undeniable fact. Since we can't change it, we can only accept it. Only by adapting to the times can we develop better!"
"But..." The man frowned. "The Central China Players don't seem to think much of us..."
"That's a problem left over from history, and there's nothing we can do about it. It's like West France disliking West Germany. That doesn't mean everyone feels the same way, though. The world is a practical place, after all. National sentiment can't put food on the table. Some people will naturally cling to their feelings, while others will choose reality. Our cars sell so well in Central China, and although our rates of overseas study and immigration aren't as high as America's, they're still not low. Why is that? Because practical people will always make up the majority. It's the same now. As long as we offer