"Academy?"
Cleopatra frowned slightly.
This time, the Academy had also entered the election, but compared with the other factions, the Academy was the least competitive force.
Utopia had been exploring the external ruins for a long time. All the Old Era civilization ruins within a month's journey of the city had already been cleared out. Any farther, and the resources and supplies required would increase exponentially. There was also no guarantee that the explorers would remain loyal. As a result, Utopia, from its upper echelons to its common people, was becoming increasingly conservative.
When Utopia had first been established, most people had lived with the hope that they could return to the past—to that splendid and magnificent Old Era. In those days, people had been far more proactive. Even in the face of death, generation after generation had continued their tireless exploration.
But after so many years, their lofty ambitions had long since been ground away by one sandstorm after another. After passing down through dozens of generations, aside from the fortunate few who had experienced those days themselves, most people were now ordinary citizens who only wanted to live comfortable lives in the present and were unwilling to pay extra costs to explore those distant, unreachable things. The Academy's level of support was obvious.
Now that the Academy had come looking for her, what did it intend to do?
After thinking for a moment, she let the other party in.
At the same time, the cloud of smoke gradually grew thinner, as though it were merging into the surroundings.
Cleopatra soon met the visitor.
He was a handsome young man. Even by Cleopatra's standards, he was exceptionally attractive. In a wasteland where the average person was only in their teens and filled with youthful innocence, a mature yet youthful