In many cases, there is often a situation where the protagonist who was born in the most marginal and remote town in the world beats up the local old, weak, sick and disabled all the way to a more prosperous and prosperous place, and then encounters more villains and short-eyed little deflated people in the big city of the field, and obtains resources to go to a bigger city and a bigger map by blowing them up.

Ian has always believed that he fits the criteria of this type of plot perfectly.

First of all, he walked out of Harrison, the most marginal of the empire and even the entire world of Terra, and Ian thought that the situation in Port Harrison was the norm for Terra, and that this world was nothing more than a post-apocalyptic low-level civilization with sublimation skills and psionic powers.

But it wasn't until Nauman that Ian discovered that the water in Terra might be deeper than he thought.... The fact that the city with so much armor and large alchemy equipment is enough to prove that the civilization behind it is at least the level of essentia industrialization.

However, this is not the right answer - when Ian arrives in the Imperial Capital, he finally realizes that the entire world of Terra is full of mysteries, it is not a normal civilized world at all, and there are too many timeless technologies lurking under various primitive appearances.

The kind of rural place in Port Harrison is already a completely different style of painting compared to the imperial capital, and it can even be said that it is completely fraudulent.

- Can the gap between a small frontier city and the capital be so big?!

- Oh, it's really that big. It's okay, it's him Ian who makes too much fuss.

Different from the imperial capital, the impression that the World Tree Capital gave Ian was actually a little more bizarre.

No matter how advanced the appearance is, the internal order of the imperial capital is still the emperor and nobles, knights and commoners, not to mention decay, at least it can be said that it is expected by Ian.

What's more, the real high-tech place in the imperial capital is actually Shangcheng District..... But Ian dared to go uptown? With his identity, after being discovered by the emperor, he was determined to die without a place to be buried. So Ian didn't actually see the most advanced part of the imperial capital.

But on Canaan Moore's side, technology aside...... This group of elves who seem to live in a cyberpunk world, and the interior of the fully mechanized World Tree Capital, is really too surprising to Ian.

The passage through which the Silver Gate airboat entered was wide and indicator-lit, and the entire airboat was bathed in a pale golden halo, with a green beam of light shooting out from the dock, guiding the airboat slowly.

Ian, as an immigrant rocket engineer on the other side of the earth, could tell at a glance that this passage was simply an entry and exit passage for small spaceships, and even a guide beam...... Seriously, it's all too familiar.

Woop!

As the airship slowly entered the berth and landed in his exclusive area, Ian officially arrived at the World Tree Capital.

At the end of the silver-grey passage resembles a subway terminus, not far away staff are driving small forklifts to carry cargo from the airboat, and some engineers are holding tools to overhaul the airboat, while the passengers are isolated in a clear glass tunnel to avoid being contaminated by the exhaust fumes released when the airboat's engine is stopped.

Until this time, the boy was still a little immersed in the scenery he had seen before—the elves who held crystal plates in their hands, scanned the airship and praised them, and the Ten Kings Blood Elves who sent cash to all the witnesses...... Seriously, it's too cyberpunk, and it doesn't match the sword and magic art style of the empire side of the empire.

"I knew Ian, you'd love it."

Isengard wasn't surprised at all when he noticed Ian's 'soullessness' - when he took Ian around the Imperial Capital, he often saw his friends with such expressions, and he patted Ian on the shoulder: "But don't be stunned now, wouldn't it be nice to let Anfa take us on a tour later?"

「... In fact, compared to the World Tree Capital itself, I am even more amazed by the political system of Canaan Moore."

The silver-cyan glow in his eyes dimmed, and Ian, who had finished his observation, shook his head slightly and complained, "Speaking of which, Ethan, don't you think it's strange..... The difference between the Empire and Canaan Moore is so great that even those elves have already used it

Crystal plates and digital currencies are gone! And we don't use the checks there!"

"Hmm.... Is there anything strange about that?"

Ian's question was asked to Ethan, and the blonde boy scratched his head, a little distressed, "It's different, but... Every country is different, isn't it? Each of the countries of Terra has its own peculiarities, and if we're really similar, why not merge?"

"As for the crystal board termination, it is indeed a very advanced technology. Didn't the empire form an alliance with Canaan Moore some time ago? The technology introduction of the crystal board terminal is in the cooperation project, and I remember that the negotiation has been successful, and it may be officially introduced by the end of the year."

Speaking of this, Isengard seemed to think of something, lowered his voice, leaned over and said a little mysteriously, "Ian, do you want to pilot the qualification? I have a qualification here, but I don't have a territory, so I can give it to you if you're interested!"

"Of course." Ian could actually hear that Esengard had deliberately asked for a qualification for the pilot area operation of the crystal board terminal, but he didn't want to care too much about it, so he said so.

He lowered his head, lowered his voice, and feigned mystery, "But there's no need to disguise, just tell the truth about our relationship—thank you, Ethan."

"Ah..... There's nothing to thank you for.....

Isengard was a little embarrassed, he actually knew that with Ian's wisdom, it was impossible not to see this, but he didn't expect the other party to directly pick out: "What should I do next..... Hey, I haven't been to this place before?"

Although Isengard was a guest of Canaan Moore, he was not to the point where he could enter the special passage of the Ten Kings Blood Department, he looked around, and could only see a silver-white station space, and he couldn't find the exit for a while.

"The exit is on it."

At this moment, Anfa appeared with Theo and Master Gravi, the eldest lady of the Ember Lantern Clan, who had been exchanging some things with Master Gravi about the current situation of Canaan Moore - Master Gravi had not returned for fifty years, so naturally there was a lot of information that needed to be updated.

Miss Elf was familiar with the way, and motioned for everyone to follow her, and they came to a magnetically activated tray, and the exit gate was directly above the passage: "There are many passages in the World Tree Capital that are more anti-human in design, and many passages have to fly over, and only additional elevators can be built to pass."

- Of course, this is obviously a low-gravity area of space, and it is supposed to be a place for astronauts to float and jump past. There is no way to float on the surface, you can only walk, it must be anti-human!

Ian could see at a glance why those 'anti-human' doors and passages were built in those places, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart, "Is the Tree Capital of the Emotional World really a spaceship stuck in the ground? Wasn't the Gaia Garden, which surrounds the World Tree Capital, crashed out when the spaceship fell?"

Thinking about it this way, it is now self-evident what the "root system" of the World Tree Capital is—it is obviously the Gaia Garden Seeder that has stored the fire and used it for planetary transformation!

Standing on the maglev pallet, the group was slowly sent to the exit channel.

"The Blood of the Ten Kings of Canaan Moor...... What kind of industry are you engaged in?"

On the way out, Ian asked Anfa curiously, "Every time the core members of the Ten Kings Blood travel with an airship, it is estimated that tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of onas (thousands to 10,000 thalers) will be thrown, which is indeed not much for the ruling family of Canaan Moore, but it can also create one or two sublimators."

"All."

Anfa's answer to Ian's doubts was simple: "The blood of the ten kings is all of Canaan Moore."

"Medical and health care, strategic development, organization and personnel, weapons and equipment, industrial production, alchemy and spiritual energy, entertainment and media, politics and diplomacy, food and agriculture, mining and forestry ecology...... All the things you can think of and can't think of, all the things that make up a country and a civilization, are the inheritance of the blood of the ten kings."

In saying this, Anfa's tone was neither proud nor disgusted, but only a kind of justified statement: "Canaan Moore has no private enterprise... Or rather, there are only ten super-giant oligarchic groups under the name of the blood of the ten kings, and those who are subordinate to them

of vassal small businesses."

"Every elf is an employee of the Ten Kings Blood, or indirectly serves the Ten Kingsblood..... I know what you're trying to ask, Ian, in fact, the Ten Kings Blood can even send additional consumption vouchers to all the people of Canaan Moor to boost the economy, but that means will only be used when the economy is sluggish."

Anfa shrugged, "To be honest, core members like us rarely travel in front of the public, but what if we go out every day for three hundred and sixty-five days? The money sent out is just digital currency, and they are nothing more than food, clothing, housing, transportation, and luxury goods...... If you want to accumulate potions, you'll have to see us at least a hundred times in a row."

- Feelings, you really paid money from the whole people?

Ian almost gasped, but held back.

The political system in Canaan Moore's place is indeed a little more outrageous than he imagined..... Ten super-giant bloodline giants control the entire country, and all the citizens are under their jurisdiction.

Because some aspects of the technology in this place of Terra are extremely advanced, so that these giant enterprises do not need to exploit ordinary people to get enough wealth - and in order to ensure the stability of the whole society and avoid the people from causing greater losses, they can not hesitate to sprinkle money, sprinkle those outrageous 'digital currencies' for ordinary people, and let the people consume, admire, and worship the order they set.

It's like people never hate overtime, but they don't have overtime pay when they are forced to work overtime..... If a company not only does not force you to work overtime, but also has overtime pay when you work overtime, and even randomly sends extra bonuses to each employee in a lottery, then how many people will hate this company and don't want to work for this company?

No wonder the infighting between the blood of the ten kings was so intense, but Canaan Moore was still very calm..... Because the war of the blood of the ten kings only involves each other, it is a secret war between the nobles and the high-level, and ordinary people are raised by this iron-like order, so naturally there will be no unnecessary bad feelings.

This is the kind of order that is being applied to Terra outside the Empire.

"Why didn't the Empire do that?"

Ian thought so, and then quickly thought of the answer: "Hey, I'm really stupid - the blood of the ten kings is only ten mountains to put it bluntly, and it must be through qi in terms of management, and there is also cutting-edge technology such as crystal plate terminals, which can meet the conditions."

"On the Empire's side, there are seven or eight mountains in the intelligence organization alone, and the interior is already a mess, which is the result of two generations of eradication by Inaga II and the defenders. In addition, the empire does not have a digital currency and crystal board terminals, and it is still very early to engage in this kind of information management, let alone distribute money to the whole people."

Moreover, the system on the side of Canaan Moore must not all be meritorious, otherwise, the Terra countries would not have any shame, and they would definitely copy it.

However, this aspect will have to be carefully observed to come to fruition.

"Isn't the blood of the Ten Kings an enemy?" Ian turned to another aspect: "Why can they work together in different areas instead of fighting each other?"

"It's the enemy." The eldest lady of the Ember Lantern House sighed softly, and she looked at the end of the exit ahead, "But Canaan Moore must become a nation in order to face the pervasive threat of natural disasters in the Heavenly Court and Terra...... We are first of all the elves of Canaan Moor, the master of the World Tree Capital, and then the blood of the Ten Kings - to put it bluntly, it is the common saying of Canaan Moor, fight but not break, this is the unspoken rule behind all struggles, and after the meeting of the general direction decision, the blood of the ten kings will not continue to fight, but will work together."

"Of course, this is only an ideal state, in fact, even after the meeting, there will be enemies within...... And in normal times, they will often provoke each other."

With that, Anfa stopped.

She frowned and looked at the end of the road, at another group of elves who had just stepped out of the other airship passages, "Like now. I've got a feud."

The group of elves had apparently discovered Anfa's existence as well, and they were stunned for a moment, their brows furrowed. But soon, after perceiving Anfa's current body

After their physical strength didn't seem to be very strong, their brows soothed, and then they came closer.

"What, Anfa?"

A young elven with long blue hair stepped forward and said with a smile, "Why don't you sit in your Ember Lantern House today

The neon-like airboat has turned to the silver balloon of the Silver Gate?"

"What, do you want to marry into the Yinmen family as a concubine like your aunt?"

After speaking, the elf behind the elf young man let out a very timely roar.

Ian blinked, he and Isengard glanced at each other, and the other party shook his head slightly, indicating that the nobles on the imperial side never engage in literary fights - the nobles of the imperial capital are generally like the Earl of Phoenix and the Gnosis Academy, showing that the chariots and horses duel on the streets, while the nobles of the Northland will directly pick up the bow and shoot at each other, don't talk nonsense with you, and the martial arts are very abundant.

- The elves of Canaan Moore are still gentle. This is the emotion of Isengard.

- I don't think it has anything to do with gentleness, unless it's another Terra trait. That's Ian's assessment.

Then Ian and Anfa looked at each other, and found that the other party's expression was so calm that he wanted to yawn, which was commonplace, and he was a little clear: "Feelings are the daily exchange between the Sustaining Party and the Pillar Party."

"Jegona, I know you've always had a crush on my uncle, so there's no need to use me as a meal replacement to express your true fantasies."

Raising his eyebrows gracefully, Anfa replied lazily: "I have always supported free love, and I also support the love of betrayal and taboo across genders and families, don't worry, I will help you show your sincerity in the newspaper tomorrow, and the title is 'The Second Son of the Manzhi Branch Speaks Bravely for True Love', which will definitely pull the newspaper to sell."

"Huh." Known as Jegona, the long-haired elf in the vine branch sneered: "You have a better mouth, ***, I have so many scandals, and you still need to make up one casually?" If you really want to show up and make a news attack, are you a little more afraid of this guy who can only travel with prosthetics?"

"Huh." Anfa raised an eyebrow, "I thought everyone was envious of my dragon blood, but I didn't expect you to be quite dishonest - be honest, it's not a shame to say that I am envious."

"Envy? Have mercy!" Jegona shook her head disdainfully, "What is there to envy about a fake who may collapse at any time.....

"I'm sorry, stop."

At this time, just as Jegona and Anfa were taunting each other very smoothly, I don't know how many times, Ian suddenly spoke.

He raised his right hand and motioned for both sides to pause: "Are you really not going to do it?"

Under the somewhat stunned gaze of the elf on the other side, the white-haired young man sighed: "If you don't do it, can you make a way?"

"I'm busy, I'm in a hurry to go on a field trip to the World Tree Capital, and I don't have time to listen to trash talk."