Australia, Federal New City.
A black sedan stopped in front of a completely white office building. Sean stepped out, his gaze passing over the sweeping staircase and settling on the bronze sculpture of the Milky Way above. Like a thin disc scattered with countless stars, it gleamed with metallic light beneath the sun.
"This city was completed two years ago. Preparations had been underway for a long time, and the project was once shelved. The main issue was the Australian government's resistance. Although the World Security Council passed the resolution for the Land Creation Project, it drew considerable public criticism."
Wanda, standing behind Sean in black high heels, had grown much more mature. She was no longer the innocent Sokovian girl she had once been, but was gradually becoming a qualified spokesperson for Umbrella.
Her black skirt suit set off her slender, straight, snowy-white legs, while the fitted women's blazer outlined her beautiful curves. There was a faintly aloof, frosty quality in her gentle features.
Time possessed incomparable magic, constantly making people grow and change. Wanda was no exception.
"From nations to planets, humanity needs to adapt slowly, to erase the long-standing barriers of culture, religion, race, and skin color."
Sean spoke softly. About two days earlier, he had returned to the blue planet beneath his feet through an interstellar portal.
During his absence, neither Umbrella nor S.H.I.E.L.D. had undergone any major changes. The World Security Council, led by the Big Five, still held dominion over the planet.
After the First Fleet officially began its expedition, the event was broadcast live across the globe. It had undoubtedly been an exhilarating moment. Heated discussions erupted everywhere as people became convinced that the interstellar age was imminent, and the World Security Council took the opportunity to roll out a series of plans.