This planet had none of the cold-resistant herbaceous plants found on the Yu Clan's homeworld. Of the vast number of species samples collected by humanity, the overwhelming majority had to be cultivated first to prevent extinction, rather than being brought out directly to adorn Yu Clan cities. Thus, the Yu Clan city built in the northern Taiyuan Belt of Hometown Continent had few plants decorating it.
But that did not stop the city from radiating vitality.
Like the cities of their homeland, this Yu Clan immigrant city was square and orderly, yet it had neither traditional city walls nor palace walls. From top to bottom, regardless of rank or status, everyone worked together and studied together.
Even Feng Ze, the Yu Clan Grand Steward of the older generation who valued etiquette most highly, had to admit that this was no longer an age for fussing over high and low.
The entire Yu Clan numbered only thirty thousand. Apart from him, there were no elderly and no children—only this generation. If this generation could not unite their hearts and strength, then the Yu Clan could hardly speak of hope.
Therefore, whether they were young emperors or the children of former aristocratic households, household slaves, all worked together and studied together.
And the Yu Clan's ingenious craftsmen had poured this sentiment into the city itself.
No longer establishing city walls represented that they would no longer shut themselves away, but would instead try to step out of the past and embrace others.
A little south of this Yu Clan city lay a small patch of black flatland that gleamed with a metallic luster. It too was covered in complex buildings. These structures differed wildly in style, using countless classic or intricate curved surfaces. Taken as a whole, they looked like a creature