Night fell, and the lights came on. The bustling Black Tortoise City glittered like an illuminated jewel, its endless prosperity revealed beneath the lights. Yet the city had none of the feel of decadent luxury. After all, most of those working here were researchers. Officials from various races were also carrying out all manner of administrative reforms.
For instance, the renowned game "Demon God World" had been developed by the Great Knowledge Institute in the west of the city. Several other civilizations were negotiating with humanity, hoping to introduce the game as soon as possible.
"In the future, Black Tortoise City's population will increase further. The plans allow for at least eight million residents. You could call this the first step toward a union of multiple civilizations." Wang Fumin, Jia Huangjin, and the others arrived by plane and landed at the airport.
On a small island east of Black Tortoise City lay the famous Turtle Island.
They took a speedboat to Turtle Island and reached their destination in less than half an hour.
Compared with the clamorous Black Tortoise City, this place seemed very quiet. There were only a few modern buildings, with radar-like communications equipment mounted on them, some lazy turtles begging for food, a large group of Tree People enjoying themselves too much to leave, and crabs crying "bili-bili."
Humanity was no longer as poor as before and would not exhaust its resources for short-term gain. It was doing quite well at environmental protection.
Besides, the Black Tortoise Descendants and Tree People were members of the Alliance too.
All the more reason no one would rashly bully them.
Wang Fumin spotted a girl and quickly called out, "Little Zhang, how has work been lately?"
"Oh, Uncle Wang... just, just working through the usual routine. No major results."
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