I Have a City in a Different World

In the silent starry sky, three small transport ships are flying forward.

It is said to be a small transport ship, but the length is also nearly 100 meters, and the configuration is quite advanced.

According to the model of the transport ship, it can be determined that this is a personal item and belongs to the citizens of Trobe.

The three transport ships are full of precious minerals and need to be sent to the ore refining plant for further refining.

Refined special metals are extremely useful, and have always been in short supply in the market, and their prices are even more frightening.

There are not many staff on the transport ship. With the advancement of technology, many fields have been intelligentized, greatly improving production efficiency.

Even a warship with a body length of nearly 100 meters does not require many people to operate it, and it is in automatic operation most of the time.

With money and leisure, Trobo people either choose what they like and work hard for it, or they drive an exploration ship to find new resource locations.

This is a hugely profitable industry, and it has always been monopolized by special people. After all, no one thinks that there is too much money.

These three transport ships belonged to the private exploration fleet of the Trobo people. They kept searching in the starry sky, and finally found a special meteorite belt and found this precious mineral at the same time.

According to the data collected and analyzed, the mineral reserves in this meteorite belt are very large. If the mining is completed, all members of the exploration ship will become rich.

Even in the technologically advanced Tropo galaxy, the gap between the rich and the poor still exists. Of course, in most cases, the Tropo people who are first-class citizens are not short of money. The difference is that there is more money and less money.

In the case of getting a lot of money, no one will be unhappy, at least when they fancy an expensive item, they won't be reluctant to give up because of the lack of money.

In the transport ship at this time, more than a dozen Trobe people turned on the autopilot and were holding a simple reception.

For the Trobo people, banquets and gatherings are an indispensable part of their daily life. As long as they enjoy it, they can drink it everywhere.

At this time, all the members of the fleet held exquisite wine utensils in their hands, enjoying a pleasant time with a leisurely face.

The precious plant extracts from the original planet, after a series of meticulous preparations, have been turned into delicious wines with excellent taste, which have always been respected by the Tropo people.

In the eyes of the Trobo people, tasting these fine wines collected by the lower races and carefully brewed by the Trobo bartenders and enjoying the melodious music is undoubtedly the most comfortable enjoyment on the journey.

In the long life, it is important to find something that you like, so that you will not feel empty and rascal.

"Kurt, what are you doing, can't such a fine wine attract you?"

Seeing a fleet member sitting in a chair and browsing the Starry Sky Network intently, the captain next to him summoned with a dissatisfied voice.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm looking for a new gene repair solution, this product is limited sales, you can't buy it if you miss the time.

It is said that this product has a very magical effect, which can make an untrained person become a strong fighter in a very short time. "

The crew member named Kurt replied, with a hint of anticipation in his tone.

"Be a strong fighter, don't you want to be a fighter, that's not a good idea!"

The captain shook his head, recalling his past experience, and expressing disdain for Kurt's answer.

"You got it wrong, I don't like fighting, but my lovers all like strong men, it makes them flutter!"

When Kurt said this, a burst of laughter came out of his mouth, looking very wretched.

"Please, can you stop mentioning your lovers, this will affect my drinking!

As far as I know, your lovers are all low-level races, and they look very strange. I really don't understand how you sleep with them? "

Thinking of rolling sheets with the tentacled creature, the captain quickly shook his head, expressing that he could not accept it.

"Dear Captain, if you think like this, you won't be able to appreciate that wonderful feeling.

do you know,

With only a very small investment, they can be exchanged for their desperate service.

Sometimes I don't even need to pay any price, they will take the initiative to come up, just because I am a first-class citizen! "

When Kurt said this, the proud expression on his face became more intense, and he even hummed softly.

The other members also smiled when they heard the conversation between Kurt and the captain, but the pride on their faces could not be concealed.

Although they seem to be working, they are working hard for themselves. The income of one day's work is comparable to the life savings of those low-ranking citizens.

A small amount of effort can get a huge amount of return, so no one thinks it is hard, but treats it as a kind of enjoyment.

Of course, there are also many Tropo people who don't like work, either indulging in enjoyment or concentrating on doing things they like. Having money and status makes it easy for them to succeed.

The upper class of society is completely controlled by the Trobo people, and it is absolutely difficult for those low-level citizens to enter this circle.

For example, the exploration and mining of this kind of meteorite area is completely monopolized by the Trobo people.

They have enough financial resources to buy expensive exploration ships, and they have the right to explore unknown areas without any difficulties.

If it is a low-level citizen, even if they collect enough money to get an exploration ship, they will be made difficult by all aspects. Even if they get lucky, they will not have independent mining rights.

They either sell the mining rights to the Tropo people at a low price, or choose to smuggle, but in this case, they are likely to lose their lives.

There are many similar unfair things, which also lead to the resentment of the lower races, but even so, the Tropo people rely on powerful force to suppress any opposition.

In the Tropo system, there have been several rebellions of lower races. Although they were successfully suppressed in the end, there were still Tropo people who were affected and died.

In order to vent their anger, the Tropo people used many methods to punish the rebels, not only the means of killing.

There are even members of the Senate who suggested that all other races be exterminated, leaving only the Trobe people to rule this star field.

Of course, this proposal was ultimately rejected, not only for moral reasons, because lower races do have an existential value.

Without other lower races, artificial intelligence will never be able to do all the work, and the Trobo people will have no objects to show off their special status.

The lower races escaped the crisis of genocide, but their status declined again, and some races were even sent to planets with harsh environments and could not easily leave.

This is the status quo of the Tropo galaxy. As first-class citizens, fleet members naturally have an indescribable sense of pride.

The reception was still going on, and Kurt finally found the product he wanted, and paid a price that was unimaginable for the lower races without changing his face.

The poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on technology. This is the case.

It only needs to pay a trivial cost to Kurt, and he can exchange for the cultivation results of low-level citizens who have been practicing hard for many years, and the effect is even more obvious.

This is the gap in reality, and low-level citizens simply cannot overcome it, and can only be suppressed all the time.

Just after Kurt suggested to wait for the destination, he led everyone to a place to experience the beauty of other races, when the transport ship suddenly sounded the alarm.

Hearing the urgent alarm sound, everyone's expressions changed, and they all summoned the spherical workbench suspended above their heads and jumped in to see what happened.

A strange scene appeared in front of them, and the fleet members were stunned at the same time.

In the vast cosmic starry sky, a huge vortex appeared out of thin air. In the process of rotation, its volume continued to expand, and finally a wormhole-like existence was formed.

In this wormhole that suddenly appeared, a huge building slowly appeared, and even the largest battleship of the Trobo people could not be compared with it.

Looking at the huge building full of mysterious majesty, a terrifying thought appeared in the minds of the fleet members.

War, I'm afraid it's coming!

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