I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World (Web Novel)

In a week's time, SS Origin had passed through the orbit of Saturn.

The central computer had calculated the best route to Alpha Centauri. After the warp engine was fully engaged, SS Origin was expected to arrive at Alpha Centauri in fifty years. Elites from Earth civilization would use the colonization equipment onboard SS Origin to rebuild the glory of Earth civilization in that strange and distant galaxy.

As for whether one day they could come back to the solar system and retake the home planet from the hands of those bugs...

It was something that could only be determined a few centuries later.

"Good drink, it's just too spicy...what's its name?"

"Moutai," The old man smiled lightly as he said in a quiet voice, "it's like vodka to Russia. In our country, this kind of alcohol has become a culture."

Although they were both elites of Earth civilization, it did not mean everyone on the SS Origin was equal.

Where there are people, there are classes.

Major and minor member states, nuclear and non-nuclear countries, and even the nationality of the SS Origin crew members...These all directly determined the boarding list and the share of tickets allocated to each country or region, and the identity and status of the passengers.

For example, Wang Dehai, who sat here at this moment.

Based on the agreement before boarding, after SS Origin reached Alpha Centauri, passengers from different countries would establish colonies belonging to different countries on the Earth-like planets in the galaxy based on their previous nationalities. For example, the Russian colony would be the New Moscow, the Hua colony would naturally be New Shangjing...

After Noah's Ark was docked, the nobles were still nobles, and the common people were still common people.

Although the Wang family was on the decline in recent years, the power of the Wang family in Hua was still not to be underestimated, otherwise, he would not be here to chat and joke with a foreigner.

As for the man who sat across from him, it was Michael Bloomberg from the UA.

Bloomberg was also an incredible person. Born in a middle-class family in 1942, he became the mayor of Nouveau York in 2001. He was also the president of Bloomberg, with assets of more than 50 billion dollars.

Bloomberg was the equivalent of a success story of someone becoming successful from nothing.

However, if he had to comment on his life, he was not most proud of defeating his political opponents to become the mayor, nor was he proud of his creation of Bloomberg, the leader of financial news and intelligence, instead, it was that he turned all of the assets and funds into cash, and with a net worth of 50 billion World Dollars, he bought this ticket from an arms dealer who was said to have had a relationship with Jiang Chen. He took his grandson, who was in his twenties, as well as his great-granddaughter who was less than two years old on this flight to Alpha Centauri...

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be here, tasting and laughing with the Red Nobleman from the East.

"Are you on the ship alone?"

"I'm with my grandson and great-granddaughter." Bloomberg smiled and said softly, "The ordinary ticket allows for an adult relative and a minor relative on board. Originally, I wanted to give the spot to my son, but he couldn't accept this kind of life. After I called him, he chose to commit suicide..."

Doomsday meant that decades of life experience, hardship, and effort to achieve the goal, as well as the goal in itself, became a ridiculous joke. There were already more than one million people who committed suicide because they could not accept this reality.

Although compared with the population base of more than eight billion people, these million people were only a drop in the bucket, but the people who died because of despair even exceeded despair itself...

"Sorry for asking this question."

"It's nothing. At my age, I'm actually over these things." Bloomberg's smile looked slightly desolate, as he gazed into the starry sky outside the window, which pointed to the direction of Earth, "It's good that I can go see another world in my lifetime."

Although the "good" sounded quite reluctantly.

"The Earth... probably has fallen now." Wang Dehai starred at the darkness outside and let out a soft sigh, "To be honest, I never thought there would be such a day."

Perhaps because this brought back memories of the past, the two fell into a brief silence.

"Unfortunately, each person is only allowed to carry ten kilograms of luggage."

"Are there any issues?"

"Nothing... Survival is the most crucial element after all. It's just a pity to think of my art collection in the basement of my mansion in Los Santos." Bloomberg smiled, but the smile seemed weak and forced, "I only hope those bugs don't eat them... It's hard to say what the oil paintings taste like, but the marble statues should not be nutritious, right."

"Then how did you deal with those collections in the end?" After Wang Dehai took a sip of the alcohol from the porcelain cup, he looked at Bloomberg and said with a smile.

"I gave them all away."

"Gave them away?"

"To the Los Santos man who sold me his ticket," Bloomberg smiled. "Anyway, I can't take those arts away. If he intends to use those 50 billion to experience the feeling of being rich, then my collections may allow him to feel like the rich in a more realistic way."

The two laughed simultaneously at this point.

The news that Bloomberg bought the tickets for 50 billion World Dollars became a well-known joke on the Origin starship.

There was nothing more foolish than someone who exchanged the chance to live for a pile of useless paper.

"What are your plans after disembarking?"

"The eldest son of the Loki family wants me to be their economic adviser. They plan to build a colony on Alpha Centauri C, and call it New Boston..." At this point, Bloomberg paused for a moment and said with a smile. I don't have any further plans. No one can promise that our friendship will be maintained until the colony is built."

"That makes sense." Wang Dehai didn't deny it, and said with a smile, "But allow me to be honest, the only people worthy of being our opponents are the Russians. When you joined the Earth Defense Alliance… It was a bit late."

"Maybe, these things will become clear after we open our eyes." Bloomberg did not disapprove of the statement, instead, he just laughed it off.

If the Alpha Centauri was rich in resources, it would be fine. If the planet was poor in resources, then the first thing they need to deal with would be their fellow humans who arrived at Alpha Centauri together.

Almost everyone was conscious of this fact.

They were the elites of human society.

They followed the law of nature, that the fittest survive, more than anyone else.

After all, they were the ones who survived natural selection...

At this moment, a soft female voice rang above their heads.

"SS Origin will enter sub-light speed in 30 minutes. The crew will remind you, please open the hibernation cabin, lie down flat with your hands rested beside your legs..."

The soft female voice repeated these instructions twice in twelve languages.

When her voice stopped, Wang Dehai got up from the chair, downed the remaining alcohol in the cup, and put down the porcelain cup with force.

"Then, I wish you good luck."

"The same goes for you, God bless you."

Bloomberg smiled and stood up, toasted Wang Dehai, and walked towards the corridor outside the door.