The autumn wind is bleak and deadly.
Sitting inside the luxurious hovercraft, the Star Alliance Chancellor looked out at the desolate scenery, feeling somewhat displeased. Choosing such a season and weather for the meeting hardly put him in a good mood.
This was Fowoping Star, an administrative star of a mid-level civilization with modest strength—it wasn't anything extraordinary. However, this planet hosted an embassy and administrative institutions set up by the High Council, with facilities on this world covering a continent of over twenty million square kilometers.
Most mid-level civilizations hardly had any sovereignty to speak of in front of the High Council. Of course, having a High Council venue on their administrative star, however insignificant in rank it might be, brought about many economic and technological opportunities. From that angle, it was a boon, so the civilization was very supportive of the High Council's presence on Fowoping Star.
