While Aiven and the others were busy climbing the technology tree, the "Lowland Republic" on the other side of the Black Sea was engaged in the most important event since its founding—the election.
With a massive amount of money poured in, the capital Antwerp City was rapidly restored and perfected at an astonishing speed.
Even in the cold November winter, the voting stations were still crowded with people, with long queues stretching nearly a hundred meters, as if all the city's residents had poured into the streets.
Everyone's face was filled with joy that the cold wind couldn't conceal.
Several young people resembling newspaper reporters surrounded a middle-aged voter, taking quick notes in their notebooks:
"Sir, do you have anything to say about the current election system of the Republic?"
"This scene today is something I never dared to imagine in my forty years of life—that it would be us, the citizens, who decide who becomes the leader?
