บท 1278: Who will dominate the next century?

The front page of a newspaper was the pristine blue planet.

Below the Earth was a hand that emerged out from darkness, and that hand was firmly holding onto the planet.

A face could be barely made out from inside the darkness.

The face was youthful, and other than that, there was no other memorable characteristics. However, even the person with the worst ability to identify someone would recognize this face… as long as the person was not out of touch with the times.

The headline below the picture was very ambiguous.

[Who will dominate the next century?]

Now, this piece of newspaper, along with many similar ones, were placed on the table of the president's office.

"What do you think," Hill swept the newspapers aside, then rubbed her sore brows before she looked to her chief of staff, "of that Envoy-class Starship?"

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