"So, you're saying that most of the residents in these small towns are here for those ores?" Cui Hu furrowed his brow, worry in his heart. He investigated the history here, and the development process differed greatly from his own plane, especially in technology, which was significantly more advanced.
Yet, even such a powerful Human Alliance, faced the threat of annihilation several times under the crushing destruction of the Insect Race.
He couldn't imagine if the people from his original plane, who didn't know what telekinesis was, or what the Insect Race was, not to mention having underdeveloped technology, could really survive against such a formidable adversary as the Insect Race.
"Clay Ore... haha, it's more stable in value than the Alliance's plane points, a tradable commodity accepted across the universe. You tell me, isn't it precious? Such an expensive thing is bound to attract a swarm of sharks smelling blood."
