Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 673: Steel Gray Sky and Earth
Rose Federation, Jivilia Star Region.

The sky is an extremely delicate and soft gray, as if pottery red and bluestone were evenly spread on the drawing board, making the picture seem to be shrouded in the morning light and have a hazy beauty.

A heavy gray steel shuttle, similar in color to the sky, flew by, then its jets turned downward, causing it to slowly fall.

The side door opened, and a girl in a bright white dress with floral patterns walked out. She looked to be in her early twenties, with beautiful blonde hair and a pair of striking curved horns.

A small car circled along the mountain road and quickly came to the place where the shuttle landed. Then the door opened and a young man in a T-shirt and sunglasses walked out.

"Lokola." He called out to the girl with horns who was overlooking the scenery on the hillside, and then walked over.

The blonde girl with horns turned around and smiled at the young man who came to pick her up.

"Long time no see, Brother Liqi."

"You too, you've been studying in the Central Star Region for several years, and now you're finally back." As they spoke, the two stood together, gazing at the city in the distance on the delicate gray-red land.

Tall steel buildings stand, extending from the far horizon to the end of the sky. Above these steel buildings are heavy shuttles that take off and land from time to time, with containers hanging underneath them, traveling back and forth in this industrial behemoth city.

"Even though we're so far away, I can still hear the roar and vibration. No wonder people often say that growing up in such a huge industrial city environment will make your ideas become more ambitious." The girl looked at the city in the distance.

"Haha, after not seeing you for a few years, you seem to have a lot more feelings." The young man smiled and turned his head.

"Yes, I have seen a lot of different concepts in the past few years in the Central Star Region." Thinking of the turmoil and changes in the Central Star Region in recent years, she was a little dazed. It was only 6 years, but looking back, it seemed like a century had passed.

After the civil wars in the Western Star Region and the Central Star Region ended, a large-scale change in thought swept across the Federation. The sacred halo that the Central Star Region once coveted was broken. Many people began to post reflective remarks on social media, and denounced the decadence and corruption under the glamorous appearance of the Central Star Region. For example, the academic cliques gradually solidified, and the entertainment and film and television were controlled by a few giant companies. The Central Star Region was able to maintain its advanced prosperity because it sucked the blood of the entire Federation, allowing countless geniuses to go there and make it burn and shine, while the Federation Center itself did not return any rewards to the star regions that outflowed resources, etc.

In this environment of reflection, the ideological trends that were not mainstream before began to rise, and various opinions and theories began to be discussed. Therefore, since the end of the civil war, the central star field of the Federation has been full of various quarrels in the past year.
Members of Parliament argued in the central parliament, students debated on campuses, conventions in various industries began to be broken, and many things that had been covered up in the past were revealed.

The failure of the war was not just a concession in interests, but also the destruction of the arrogance that had accumulated in the central star field for hundreds of years. Many people became at a loss. It was also with this opportunity that many previously inconspicuous local star fields began to show up on the Internet and social media, and showcase the unique cultural environment of their star fields.

"Recently, Jivilia has also gained more exposure in the media." Rokora talked about the various videos and discussions she had seen.

"In the past, our orc tribes were all synonymous with stereotyped barbarism." As she said this, the horned girl thought of something.

"There is also the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region. Although it is not large, their environmental governance project has now been praised by many people."

"I remember you went there when you were in high school and was an exchange student for a year." The young man recalled.

"Yeah, so I said, it feels like a different world, because when I went to the Four Leaf Crystal, it was not as beautiful as it was portrayed on the Internet. It was a gray world full of rust and steel." Rokola took out her personal terminal and searched for the photos stored in it.

"look."

In the photo, Rokola is wearing a sun hat and standing on a tall iron tower. Behind her and below is a bottomless city wellhead. Many old shuttles are taking off and landing. On the steel frame next to her arm, mottled and peeling anti-rust paint is clearly visible.

"You may not believe it, but on the day I went to the Four-Leaf Crystal, I met the real singer and talked to her." Thinking of the scene at that time, Rokola still remembered it clearly.

"Tilan is quite cute. It was clearly her own singing video, but she said she didn't recognize her. She was dressed just like an ordinary student at the time. It was so plain that I didn't even recognize her at the time."

"However, when we were about to leave, I asked her her name and she told me. Just like the rumors on the Internet, Tilan really can't trick me with this ability and is very serious about small things." Rokola laughed.

"It's a pity that I was an exchange student at a different school than Edes, so I couldn't go to the same school as her. If I could have been her classmate at that time, it would have been an experience worth remembering."

“It seems that there has been no news about Tilan now.” The young man recalled that in the past year, this up-and-coming new singer seemed to have disappeared and no longer appeared on various media platforms.

"Well, I saw in the official notice that she was practicing in seclusion. This seems to be some kind of traditional custom in the East." Rokola walked a few steps on the ground to stretch her body.

"But some people say that she is missing. I don't believe it. After all, she is the singer. She has so many people protecting her. How could she suddenly disappear? If this is true, the Inquisition should have been held accountable long ago." Roccola likes Tilan very much. And not the dark and melancholy Tilan that is circulated on the Internet, but the closer to the real Tilan, the slightly simple and shy Tilan.

"Although there aren't many people discussing this, I think there are still many people like me who are quietly waiting for her to come back and release new songs online, describing the future she longs for in her songs."

"Next time you see her, be sure to say hello to her."

After saying that, Rokola put her hands behind her back and looked out at the delicate gray-red earth. A newly built large battleship slowly crossed the blue sky above her head.

The straight and advanced outline, the gray-red battleship armor, the central axis main gun that runs through the entire hull, and the white ox-horned beast head logo clearly engraved on the edge corners of the battleship.

'Qiuniu Heavy Industry' is a giant military-industrial enterprise entrenched in the Givria star field. It existed in the early days of the Federation and was once weak and backward, but it revived again in the civil war four hundred years ago and participated in the research and development and design of the 'Sigh Dragon' class battleships at that time. After the civil war, it was officially split up by the Federation, and the factory in the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Field was sold and abandoned. Later, the headquarters moved to Givria in the north of the Federation and became an important economic pillar of the local star field.

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An unknown lost planet, the northern continent.

The strong winds of July blew, and the earth that was once moistened by rain became dry and cracked into countless cracks. Some tiny green grass was mixed in, shaking and trembling in the wind.

A heavy hoof stepped into the ground, squeezing the cracked soil at the edge into powdery fragments, and then the thick fur covered the sky and continued to walk in the barren wilderness.

This was a team traveling through the wild, with more than a dozen dark brown thick-haired yaks. The accompanying personnel all had erected round ears, wore forged standard steel armor, and had threaded lances and two-handed swords in their hands.

Walking in the dry wind, the team struggled through the long wilderness. The nearly thirty days of journey gradually exhausted them and made them tired.

However, the almost endless desolate scenery in their vision finally changed. At the junction of sky and earth, a hint of gold gradually appeared.

There were some wheat straws left in the fields after the harvest, as well as bundles of hay covered with rainproof hats. "We are finally here. Is this the land of abundance they talked about?" The group paused for a moment and looked at the square golden wheat fields in the wilderness.

"Let's go. Now we should be able to have a good meal." The leading captain waved his hand, and the group, who had regained their confidence, led the yaks and continued to move forward, slowly heading towards the noisy and crowded grassland settlement.

The walls are made of fired bricks. This newly built town is very lively. The most eye-catching thing in the town is the two-story tavern, which is where many guests stay and live. Behind the tavern are two rows of rooms for overnight rest, and there is a shed for livestock on the side, with clean water and sufficient grass.

When the team walked into the town, they looked around with curiosity. The round ears on their heads shook slightly as they listened to the sounds coming from all directions.

There are stalls trading all kinds of goods, wanderers looking for temporary jobs, teams of merchants coming to trade, and of course local residents. They all wear the silver star emblem, as if it is the greatest honor and symbol of identity.

Stopping in front of a bakery emitting a fragrant aroma, the captain went to the window and asked.

The store displays all kinds of ready-made bread, including the most basic long loaves of bread, white bread, as well as slightly better butter bread and sandwich bread. On the back shelf, there are even a few breads with meat and vegetables.

“How much is the bread?”

The owner of the shop was a woman who looked to be in her late 40s. Her skin was brown and thick, which was the physical characteristic of the members of the Heshan Rescue Society.

"Judging from your appearance, this should be your first time here. If you don't have the currency made by the Star-Seeking Covenant, please exchange it with goods that are easy to circulate."

"Is this okay?" The captain took out a few gems from his pocket.

"Gems are fine, but they are not valuable." Although they look good, they are not practical. Moreover, with the technology of some large organizations, they can actually make gems and glass by themselves.

"In that case." The captain took out a gold-pressed emblem with the head of the Mouse-Eared Tribe on it and golden cosmic flower patterns on the back.

"It seems that you are from the Iron Rat Kingdom in the east." The shopkeeper put away the gold emblem, then took out three long loaves of bread, wrapped them up, and handed them the change, telling them that they could use it in the town.

"Thank you." After receiving it, the captain replied gratefully, and then called everyone to move towards the tavern.

As they crossed the streets, they saw no less than ten different races, including members of the Heshan Rescue Society, cat-tailed species, fox-tailed species, wolf-blooded species, and even a figure with butterfly wings flying by.

"That must be a butterfly-eyed species." Someone in the team looked at the figure in the sky in surprise.

"Yes, the once powerful Butterfly-Eye species." The captain replied, and then asked everyone to lead the yaks into the large tavern that could accommodate hundreds of people.

First, under the guidance of the tavern staff, the yaks were tied in the livestock shed, and some people followed the captain into the tavern.

The place was filled with bustling sounds and the aroma of various foods made people's appetites grow. They followed the people in front of them to find a place to sit down and asked about the menu and prices.

More than ten minutes later, the members who had ordered their meals came back.

"The food here is very reasonably priced. It looks like we can rest and enjoy ourselves today."

"Finally, I can have a good rest and sleep." One of them sighed.

"I've never heard of this town before."

“Who built this place? It’s so prosperous. There are no thieves or robbers on the streets. There are not even beggars or sick people.”

"It was Lady Heshia who founded this city. You will learn later what a great person she is." The waiter at the tavern told them proudly.

Hearing the waiter speak, the captain couldn't help but become curious and asked many questions in succession, such as how the vast wheat fields here were cultivated, and whether the food here was really as the legend said, all rare and pure food, and would not cause any harm even if consumed for a long time.

"You're asking too many questions. I still have to work." The waiter wanted to answer, but the store was very busy.

"Turn left after leaving the pub and you'll find the bookstore. They sell a lot of practical books, including one that can answer your question."

"There are actually precious books for sale. Have they mastered the technology for mass printing?" The people at the scene became curious again and wanted to skip their meals just to go and take a look.

But everyone was too hungry and tired at the moment, so they decided to eat something first.

After a delicious dinner, everyone went to the rest room to spend the night. The bread they had purchased earlier would serve as breakfast and dry food for everyone in the next few days.

The next morning, they found the bookstore. Judging from the wooden panels and decorations, it should have been newly built. The owner of the bookstore was very special. She had a beautiful appearance, and the pair of snow-white wings behind her were even more eye-catching.

"Welcome~ lovely mice." Looking at the mouse-eared people who walked into the store, the angel-like woman jumped down from the hanging horizontal chair and landed in front of them.

"I'm the bookstore owner here, Celitia. Tell me, what kind of knowledge are you thirsting for?" She put her hands together lightly, and her golden eyes looked at these unfamiliar faces with curiosity.

Is this the mouse-eared tribe that she had seen in books before? Although they are not tall, they look cute. They are indeed a successful race created by our Silver Wings.

Relying on her knowledge and skills in book making and printing, Celitia quickly became a member of the Star Covenant. This was also three days before she opened the bookstore. She didn't expect to meet the secondary race created by the Silver Wings so soon.

Although no one knows it, they do rule the planet invisibly, and many of the races and lives on earth are also the creation of them.

The development trajectories of these lives also became their best observation objects and experimental materials, paving the way for the advancement of Silver Wing civilization.

(End of this chapter)