5191 Young At Heart

"Congratulations, Ves." Jovy said as both of them entered a lounge in order to catch their breath.

The meeting with the three envoys of the faction leader still reverberated in their minds. Ves felt completely out of it for the moment. He did not even notice that a cup of refreshingly hot brew materialized on the table before him. The cup perfectly maintained the precise temperature to optimally enjoy this drink.

Ves did not take notice of this because he still could not get over the enormous changes that his companion spirits had wrought.

It shouldn't have been much of a surprise for the Survivalists to value his companion spirits and more importantly the trees that enabled mass production. The implications for humanity in the Red Ocean were massive. Countless people's lives were about to change forever once the fruits rolled out in greater numbers.

Was he proud? Yes.

Was he happy? Not precisely.