Su Mu stood at the top of the Gloria Frontier, overlooking the rapidly growing Frontier.

Since a few months ago, Franco had made a splash in the New World food market in the Kingdom of Faron, and orders from Faron had snowflakes.

The most significant change is undoubtedly the new urban area built in the development area, which is 50 kilometers away from the old city, 95% of the population is primitive humans, and the main industry in the urban area will be the food industry, which is believed to be the most suitable for them.

So far, the urban area is still growing, only because of the large appetite of the Kingdom of Faron, relying on the current productivity is simply not enough to meet the strong demand of the market, the urban area has to expand at least 10 times before it can reach saturation.

I only saw that in the urban area where the construction was completed, when it was time to work in the morning, the primitive humans would come out of their clean and bright community, with robots to maintain order and be responsible for cleaning, washing, eating, simply dressing up, and going out of the door.

A witch doctor among primitive humans was already standing majestically at the door of the street at this moment, only to see that the witch doctor, who originally liked to be half-naked and wearing a feather skirt, not only removed all the tattoos on his body at this moment, but also put on a new set of neat overalls.

Seeing his appearance, the waiting primitive humans saluted him one after another, not only because this witch doctor had a great reputation among several tribes, but on the other hand, the witch doctor was already the supervisor of a large factory in their city, and he determined their assessment results, so he was naturally the object of their stammering.

The small bus-like spaceship soon appeared, stopped on the wide street, the hatch slid down, and the witch doctor strode in first, followed by the remaining primitive humans, until the spaceship was full, and then had to slowly rise to a hundred meters, heading for the factory not far away.

The small spaceship is very crowded, mainly because the current development of Gloria's pioneering land is too fast, and there are too many supporting things to keep up.

Despite this, you can see a primitive human listening to music and playing games very contentedly, and even a person watching the imported cat man country love action movie, very involved in it, completely forgetting the discomfort of the environment.

It wasn't until the small spaceship passed through a remote street that it saw a few bare, dense forests in the distance that had been completely bulldozed on the bare mountain packs, and those few graves with fresh soil and no grass, that primitive humans had a complicated expression on their faces.

These graves are those who are trying to maliciously oppose the extremely bad nature of primitive humans who have been built in the Gloria Frontier, including some criminals, some cunning high chiefs, it can be said that if their behavior is not too bad, at most they will be permanently restricted in their freedom and civil rights, and will not be directly executed, unfortunately, there will always be some people in the world who try to hinder the development of the times.

And their graves are naturally not built by immigrants, but primitive humans with a stronger traditional culture, but they only set up a grave, without thinking about revenge, after almost two years of living and working primitive humans, gradually forgetting what their life was like, including these former relatives and friends, who make the new life here more satisfying for them, and no one expects to go back.

The small spaceship soon arrived at the industrial area, and nearly a hundred primitive humans got off the ship and prepared to go to work, and the witch doctor, who was already an overseer, quickly glanced at the dozens of employees belonging to his factory, and was the first to walk to the gate of the factory, smiling, revealing his white and flawless teeth.

The monitor in front of the gate scanned and confirmed his identity, and then the verification was passed, and the witch doctor heard it and walked in, and hurried towards his office.

The rest of the primitive humans are rushing up, and who is going to make it almost time to go to work? If you are late, your salary will be deducted, and a dozen beeps sounded in a row, and these primitive humans also entered the factory through identity verification.

At this time, a small spaceship with a large horizon window was moored, which was recognized by the primitive humans who were originally planning to work, and subconsciously stopped.

"Good morning, Chief!" The primitive humans spontaneously cried out, this is a habit that has been accumulated for decades, and it is not so easy to reform, and it is useless to even kill them.

Jumping from the spaceship was a dark-skinned, tall and slightly fat man, with a feather crown on his head, and a man dressed as a white-collar worker in the city, followed by two women of the same size, and they were the chieftain of a large tribe on the planet Gloria and his two wives.

It's just that at this moment, he has been incorporated by the Dongliugu Company as the owner of a factory in the city, although he has lost the original privilege, he at least does not have to die, and even, in terms of pure living comfort, there has been a significant improvement.

"Good morning, guys! Hurry up and get to work, and call me boss in the future! The chief muttered that he didn't want to be caught, and that if the police in the pioneer found out that he had any signs of bad intentions, they would definitely toss him to death.

The primitive humans hurriedly obeyed the order and entered the factory to officially work.

The factory's main product is nut liquor, a traditional drink of their tribe, which is imported from another planet through trade routes, where it is mainly processed, packaged, and sold to Faron.

Their technology for producing nut liquor has also been improved by the experts of the Kingdom of Faron, and it has undergone earth-shaking progress, and it is no longer their backward production method, although it seems to be very historical and very forced, but in fact it is not efficient, quality is not quality, and cost is not cost.

This gave them the ability to compete with their target rivals, the specialty wines of the Vichy Kingdom.

I only saw that in the main plant, only a small number of primitive humans were responsible for operating the assembly line with high automation, and more primitive humans were responsible for quality inspection, patrolling, overhauling equipment, designing the outer packaging of nut wine, going out to promote and so on, and finally until it left the factory.

Boxes and boxes of nut wine are constantly being produced, exposed to light, and compared to the rustic nut wine they remember drinking, the nut wine in front of them seems to be a work of art, and the price is said to be unacceptable.

For example, the price of the same grade of Emerald Nut Wine in this later comet wine is as high as 150,000, and they have to work for several years to afford it, and if it is sold to the Kingdom of Faron, the price will increase to more than 1 million, primitive humans really don't know if those guests from other countries are stupid, and they will be willing to spend a lot of money to drink a drink that their big chiefs can afford.