Chapter 85: Newbie selections
Arrival in Babylon
An advanced spaceship flowed over the largest landing zone before slowly descending just outside the towering walls of Babylon. The ship’s doors slid open with a metallic clank, revealing a small group of humans stepping onto the ground with authority.
At the front of the group stood a young man with golden hair, his sharp eyes scanning the area. Mark strode forward, flanked by Utopian Rangers, their gazes watching the perimeter.
They saw a young man waiting to greet them with an unmistakable smirk—Justin.
"Hello there, Mark," Justin said, his voice laced with amusement. "I’ve come to greet you."
Beside him, the President of Babylon nodded enthusiastically, his expression a blend of diplomacy and excitement. "Welcome to Babylon, Sir Envoy."
Mark gave the President a brief nod but walked past without sparing Justin a glance.
Justin’s smirk only grew wider. "This is my domain, Mark. You better show some respect."
Mark halted, his presence commanding enough to make both Utopian and Babylonian Rangers feel tense.
"Respect is earned, not given," Mark replied flatly, not bothering to turn and face him. "I don’t have time for your games, Justin. I have work to do."
Justin chuckled, his tone almost playful. "Then allow me to escort you, dear envoy. After all, you are in my city, and I must show you around."