Smuggling on the Rails
The Duchess had become more talkative. She waved her fan and said, "Forget the other sub-districts in the lower five zones. Even if you count all the sub-districts in the E27 wormhole point, District 011 is one of the peaceful and stable ones. Some sub-districts are still overrun by Aliens. Their people are suffering terribly, and the few humans left are holed up in a handful of tiny Safe Zones, struggling even to find enough to eat and drink."
"Have you been to those places, Duchess?" Serin asked.
"District 011 has to establish diplomatic relations with other sub-districts, so there's no avoiding contact," the Duchess replied coolly.
She didn't mention what value District 011 could possibly find in establishing relations with a sub-district whose land was mostly occupied by Aliens.
"I've been to many places, and after seeing them all, I still think District 011 is the best." The Duchess took a sip of wine. "If every game sub-district became like District 011 someday, the world would truly be at peace."
Xu Huo and Serin both smiled but said nothing.
Every sub-district becoming like District 011?
District 011 wasn't as peaceful as it seemed. There were conflicts between outside Players and local factions, and the fighting between different government factions was also intense. To divert attention from these conflicts, District 011 was turning its focus toward other game sub-districts.
Put plainly, it was waging war abroad. District 011 could use its advanced weapons and formidable Player strength to plunder resources. Otherwise, several game sub-districts wouldn't have been combined to form the District 011 of today.
The Duchess seemed to despise the game, but in truth, she was just like Ran Ying. Their reasons differed, but their goals were the same.
"By the way, you've just inherited