[Headings, will you go back to Blue Star the day after Christmas?] ］

Heitins, who was squatting at the exit of the port, suddenly received an ultra-message from his bracelet, which turned out to be a communication from his father.

He looked at the exit and replied sharply [Father, there is a lot of traffic in Xinyanxing these days, I won't go back, happy holidays. ］

[Oh well!] You take care of yourself outside, your mother and I will miss you, and communicate with Paz and them more, after all, you are your own people. ］

[I see.] ］

Paz is one of the five candidates of the family, but Haitings doesn't like each other, mainly because this guy is a person on the main side, and he looks quite capable, but he is actually a straw bale, if it weren't for his head father, Paz wouldn't have a chance at all.

This kind of fool may be able to be powerful in the North Atlantic Union Zone of Blue Star, but in the alliance, he is taught to be a man every minute.

Hetins is a man who can afford to let go, he is also a rich kid in the North Atlantic Union, but at New Rock he is a broker under the guise of a tour guide.

Suddenly, several targets appeared in his line of sight.

The appearance of these few people does not appear in the alliance race directory, there are currently a total of 671 races in the alliance (most of them are contributed by the Shura civilization), and Haitings has long been familiar with the race directory.

Since it is not in the list of races, this is generally only the case for civilizations that have just joined.

As for any alien friends or the like, he hadn't heard of any civilization in the core of the galaxy that the Alliance had established diplomatic relations with.

Many tour guides like Heitings came over.

"Thanks, we don't need to." A deserted female voice rang out in the crowd.

A group of tour guides didn't dare to mess around, after all, the public security department of the alliance was not joking, and if they were forced to buy and sell, they were looking for death.

Haitings looked at the information of the bracelet and leaned over quietly, but he didn't get too close, and the distance was still about 3 meters, so he took the initiative to stop and now parallel to the other party.

"How many are Turners?"

The leading female alien, with rare purple skin and a slight translucent sparkle, wears a hooded gray robe, is about the same size as a human, and has strange tattoos on her face.

"You have just come to the core area of the alliance, you are not familiar with the place, it will be very inconvenient to do things, do you need a tour guide who is familiar with the situation? It's only 50 yuan an hour. Headings laughed and pitched herself.

"I don't have any money." The deserted female alien replied coldly.

"......" Heitingston froze, but then he followed up again: "There is an old saying in the Alliance, there is no good thing to buy and sell, we can be friends, my name is Haitings." ”

"Amir." The amethyst girl still spoke coldly.

Heatins looked at Amir, who was rummaging through the holographic projection, and asked, "Are you going to the quantum teleportation station?"

"Yes, you know where?"

"Come with me!"

Emile looked at Heatins and chose to follow, she had studied in the Alliance's Cential Cantilever Zone for a while, and she knew more or less about the situation within the Alliance.

After a while, Haitins took Emir and a few people to the quantum teleportation transfer station not far from the port.

"Are you going to Mars, the capital planet?"

"Yes."

"Press 000002 to enter the Martian Quantum Teleportation Relay Station, goodbye." Heitins said with a smile.

Emile glanced at Heatins, fumbled in his arms for a moment, tossed him a purple crystal coin, and then walked into the quantum portal and pressed 000002 number.

When Hattings took the amethyst coin, Emile and the others instantly turned into a glimmer of light and disappeared into the quantum teleporter.

Holding the amethyst coin in his hand, Haitings didn't pay much attention to it, so he put it away and returned to the port to squat.

……

"Young master, why did you give that person amethyst coins?"

Emile didn't answer the guard's words, and she didn't know why, but she just felt that the other party was more pleasing to the eye.

"Young master, human civilization is indeed very powerful, but their development time is too short." An old man from Turner said with a complicated expression.

Another old man said helplessly and sadly: "We have been lost for too long, and we didn't expect that there would be a hegemon-level civilization in the cantilever area. ”

"Back then, we could still confront the overlord civilization in the core area of the ancient blue system, but we didn't expect it to decline like this now."

"If it hadn't been too sudden, we wouldn't have been attacked by Kronos."

"Well, the times are changing, the Blue Star people are right, natural selection of the fittest survives, there is nothing despicable and shameless, success is justice." Amir replied coldly.

Emile didn't want to revitalize the Turner civilization, but unfortunately, the Turner civilization was attacked by Kronos, and the civilization was wiped out, and one of her ancestors' scientific research spaceships was in the cantilevered arms of the Immortal Constellation, so she escaped.

The former Nat civilization was in the late stage of the third level, but the hundreds of people in the scientific research spacecraft did not have a complete technology tree at all, especially with the death of the crew of the first generation of scientific research spacecraft one after another, the Turner civilization has plummeted.

After tens of thousands of years of struggle, he barely recovered to the middle stage of the third level.

Especially due to the loss of genetic enhancement technology, the Turner people are now very seriously degraded, with an average lifespan of less than 700 years, you must know that when they were in the core of the galaxy, the average lifespan of the Turner people was generally about 30,000 years.

"The Blue Star people are really terrifying, at least we haven't seen any civilization that can be promoted from a zero-level civilization to a third-level peak civilization in more than a hundred years."

"Young Master, are you really going to trade that technology with the Blue Star Man?"

"Uncle Kata, it's all for the Turner civilization, some time ago the Alliance has broken through a part of space technology, and now it can make space jumping ships and space gates, what does this mean?" Amir asked rhetorically.

Of course, Kata knows what it means, space technology is known as the stepping stone to a fourth-level civilization, and having space technology is a quasi-fourth-level civilization.

"Sometimes it can be used by people, and it is also a value, and what has no use value is just a pile of garbage, so we have to prove the value of the Turner civilization." Emile is very direct.

She knew the hierarchy of the Alliance, and among the first, second, and third-class subordinate civilizations, the difference in treatment was very huge.

Although the Turner civilization is a third-class civilization, it is a second-class subsidiary civilization as soon as it joins the alliance, but who doesn't want to become a first-class civilization.

Especially in terms of genetic enhancement potions, only the first-class subordinate civilizations are eligible to apply for the quota of intermediate genetic enhancement potions, and other level subsidiary civilizations are not even eligible to apply.

And becoming a future fourth-level civilization subordinate, especially a first-level subordinate civilization, is definitely better than becoming a third-level peak civilization.

Don't look at the difference between the two sides, it's actually a world of difference.

Emile is confident that with that technology, he will be eligible to apply for a first-class civilization.

The group walked for a long time before they came to the head of Utopia City.

Emile looked up curiously, looking at the ordinary building in front of him, no one would think that this was the office of the head of a quasi-fourth-level civilization.