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"Two choices!"

Facing this group of white pigs, Chen Qing was calm and composed. To this day, he still couldn’t understand why some people felt such superiority over skin color?

Chen Qing thought since they cared so much about their skin color, then he might as well give them another choice....

"The first choice, as you have seen, the Central Plains people here all have black hair and yellow skin.

To suddenly have a blue-eyed, white-skinned child may lead to family discord and could even cause neighbors to gossip.

So, if you want to be born in Jiangnan, you can only have the skin color of the Central Plains people.

Those cat-like green eyes will most likely not be retained either. "

"The second choice.... you can keep your skin color, but...."

"But what?" Many Westerners couldn’t help but ask, unable to accept losing their proud white skin, becoming a colored race they had previously despised, and even recognizing those colored people as their parents....

"Here, the island outer barbarians do fit your requirements, with white skin and green or blue eyes, and it’s quite normal to have hair of all sorts of colors.

However, the West Sea nations suffered many casualties in the past, and very few survived.

They are a minority outside the island. If you are willing, you can be reborn among them and maintain the skin color you care about! "

"Oh?" This proposal suddenly brightened the eyes of the Westerners who had come; if they could keep their skin color, that would indeed be best.

"Overseas minority? Can they also retain citizens’ rights?" One of the blonde women quickly asked.

"That depends on what rights...." Chen Qing patiently explained, "In today’s Jiangnan, the people of the Provincial Government Office enjoy the best resources, whether it’s the educational environment or exposure, it’s better than in the districts.

Moreover, citizens of the Provincial Government Office also have voting rights and receive more respect.

The district people are slightly less off, but they have sufficient food and clothing, and due to various reforms, they have more opportunities to rise up. "

"As for islanders...." Chen Qing smiled, "Far away in the West Sea, very few scholars are willing to go there, especially scholars in science and technology.

To get into Lyuzhou colleges there, you need to have the ability to self-study.

Moreover, those minorities from the outer islands have just gone through great calamities and are still rebuilding their homelands, so trying to choose a more prosperous family is virtually impossible. "

Hearing this, the group of Westerners didn’t care much, believing their scientific knowledge was beyond comparison with these ancient folks. Could those pathetic scholars even teach them?

As for not being born into very good circumstances, that wasn’t important.

They believed that with their capabilities, just by surviving successfully, they could lead lives of the upper class.

They came here to become the elite, and even to snatch resources for their own countries.

Why would they care about trivial things?

Soon, a large group of Westerners gave their answer: apart from two or three who were still hesitating, most chose to become descendants of the overseas minorities.

This outcome made Chen Qing laugh.

It was in line with his expectations, though he wondered if it would meet the expectations of the others.

To this day, he couldn’t understand why the Federation was so confident?

Indeed, the Federation people had received modern education, and their scientific knowledge far surpassed that of the locals, but.... this is a game, isn’t it!

How could they think that orthodox science and technology education would be universal in this world?

When they designed this world, the technique studies based on scientific principles were just made up by him and others, right?

Now that it had become reality in this world, it was no longer the same as the rigorous science of the original world, was it?

Of course, there were some advantages. Mathematics and some basic science remained the same as in the previous life, but with just these two aspects, Chen Qing didn’t think the outsiders could gain much of an advantage.

Those who thought the education of scholars was unimportant would soon understand....

What’s more important is the environment. There were no minority care policies in his administration, and the West Sea minorities and the Northern People who had moved there often clashed. If asked whose side he was on.... nonsense, he was of course on the side of his own people.

The West Sea nations were now his territory, and the underworld was also operating normally, but those minorities didn’t acknowledge it.

They had always been dissatisfied and unwilling to worship Tian Heng, the Western Sea God.

They preferred to believe in their own earth gods.

This was heresy in Chen Qing’s eyes, so how could he indulge them?

Not doing to them what America once did to the Native Americans was already considered having a baseline....

As for how the descendants who reincarnated among them would develop in the future.... heh, that would be very interesting.

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The Federation, on the other side, had all their agents settled in every region and each of them had signed the energy agreement.

"The choices of these Westerners are truly baffling..."

After the meeting ended, Wu Xiaoli and Zhang Zhengyuan returned to the operation room and discussed the new players entering the game.

For the Western players who traveled through time, they couldn’t let go of their own skin color and chose an island far away from Lyuzhou to be their birthplace.

In her view, this was extremely foolish, but what was key was that there was no opposition from any Westerner in the assembly, which she found somewhat incomprehensible. ..

These Westerners, who never woke up early unless there was profit to be made and were penny pinchers, why did they make such a disadvantageous strategic choice at a time when important decisions could be made?

"That’s because you don’t understand these guys.

.." Zhang Zhengyuan scoffed. "A superficial culture has led them to judge one’s nobility based on the color of their skin, black or white. It’s ridiculous in this day and age, but there are historical reasons.

Back in the day, internal conflicts in Western countries were acute, and racism was rampant.

Political correctness that overemphasized black people ultimately reinforced the white people’s sense of superiority, and over time white right-wingers came to dominate. "

"They think people of color are inferior, and in the Digital Life Era, they were unable to manifest this much, but now they can live in a Virtual Realm nearly equivalent to reality, they naturally want to retain what they’re most proud of.

And the most important reason is that they look down on Chen Qing. ..."

"Look down on Chen Qing?" Wu Xiaoli was taken aback.

"Of course... Many people now look down on that kid Chen Qing..." Zhang Zhengyuan said with a smile. "They think he just had some foresight information and took advantage of it. When it comes to personal quality, how could he possibly compare with these specially trained agents?"

"That’s what many people think about me too."

"Huh..." Wu Xiaoli was stunned, looking at Zhang Zhengyuan with surprise.

"Many people, especially those from traditional political families, think everything I have now is because I cashed in on an opportunity, taking a huge advantage in the Virtual World before they could react.

If they had entered the fray from the start, where would there be room for a bumpkin like me to occupy a high position? "

Wu Xiaoli: "....."

"How ridiculous!" Zhang Zhengyuan chuckled and shook his head.

"Some people will never understand, how many special agents have there been in history? And how many Chen Qings? Were there fewer agents we sent to that world before Chen Qing? Was the new intelligence they held really that inferior to Chen Qing’s? Who has succeeded?"

"A bunch of greenhorns who have received a bit of training and education yet each thinks they could casually change the world. Where does such arrogance come from?"

After hearing this, Wu Xiaoli fell silent for a while and eventually nodded quietly. Honestly, she had thought the same before, but now she suddenly realized she might have oversimplified things.

"Chen Qing is a very formidable person!" Zhang Zhengyuan said seriously.

"A mortal body, without any Demon Talent, having studied hard in administrative and legal studies – subjects he had no talent in – he managed to become an Imperial Scholar at a young age.

He also quickly adjusted and rose to power swiftly after learning the truth about that world.

Such a person is definitely not someone who prospered just because of a bit of information, a mere lucky fellow. "

"In ten days, he’s coming to the Federation. Everyone must be extremely cautious even if his information isn’t clear. He won’t be like fish on the chopping block!"

Wu Xiaoli was startled, but then she asked, "Could there be an accident?"

"I don’t know..." Zhang Zhengyuan shook his head. "He’s taking a risk, and we... are also taking a risk, aren’t we?"

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"In ten days?"

Zi Yue, who was far in the north, also couldn’t help but turn very grim upon receiving the message.

"What’s wrong?"

Ali, who was nearby, looked at her curiously. She seldom saw Zi Yue like this, a person who could always keep her composure in any situation, and it was rare to see her so agitated.

"Chen Qing is going back!" Zi Yue said with an ashen face. "In just ten days!"

"Going back?" Ali was stunned. "Isn’t he in Lyuzhou? Or is he still in the Southeast?"

"Going outside!" Zi Yue pointed up at the sky...

"Outside? Outer space? Didn’t you say... wait a second..." Ali’s expression changed as she quickly grasped the implication. "You mean... that outside?"