Chapter 690: 290 Preliminary Significance_2
Yang Ming rubbed his forehead.
It meant that even if Earth had won in the Faya people’s game and ended up in the top three out of five, it wouldn’t result in lifting the space-time bubble around the Solar System. Instead, Earth’s humans would be cleared out and dumped into powerful nations of the Milky Way, seeking a new home.
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Then Earth would recuperate for a period, allowing the greenhouse to restore its ecology and vitality, before seeding a new batch of either Stone Age or Bronze Age civilizations to develop anew.
The importance of the Pioneer seeking political status lay here, as he needed to arrange for the sudden increase of population in the billions or even tens of billions.
“How ironic, isn’t it?”
The young man laughed self-deprecatingly, “Our so-called homeland is just borrowed soil; does everything we do really matter? I often ask myself that.”
“Is it meaningless?” Yang Ming asked.
“Yes, it is meaningless!”
The young man’s gaze sharpened anew:
“Can our fragile civilization on our mother planet continue to exist after being removed from its original homeland? No!
“They will put 9.8 billion people on a strange planet, facing the highly developed Second and even third-level civilizations, facing the human civilization of the Milky Way which has mastered nearly unlimited energy sources and curvature leaps. Our own civilization’s barriers will be directly broken.
“Civilization has two walls: culture and history. These are the soul and personality of civilization.
“But the massive size of the Milky Way’s human civilization will directly break these two walls, assimilate you, absorb you, and make you a supplement to the Galactic civilization.
“Fifty years! Two generations! Your civilization will vanish! The Faya people will even order these powerful nations to suppress information related to your civilization, leaving your grandchildren to only say, ‘I am a citizen of the Free Federation!’
“Is it not laughable that you live, yet your civilization perishes?”
Yang Ming said, “At least that’s better than being directly destroyed.”
“They won’t destroy the Greenhouse Planet itself; it’s their incubator. They will only destroy the humans who fail in the game!”
“Do you know much about this game?” asked Yang Ming.
The Fourth Pioneer picked up a bottle of wine and took a few gulps before continuing, “All the information I know is from that archive, which contains some records and analyses. About three or five greenhouse civilizations are grouped together into the same game server, go through various tests, then obtain corresponding points, with the civilization rankings being based on the score values, leading to the elimination of the least ranked.”
Yang Ming nodded, “Anything else? About the progress of the game?”
“The background of the game is the Milky Way at the moment the game server was created.”
The Fourth Pioneer looked at Yang Ming with a somewhat complex gaze:
“Generally, Pioneers are unable to alter the original layout of the Galaxy, and even if they influence, it’s not much different from the background of the game ‘Abyss’ when a greenhouse civilization first participates in the standalone version.
“But now, is this Milky Way still the same ‘Abyss’ we previously experienced?
“The Empire that was supposed to weaken hasn’t, the flourishing New Federation has had one leg broken. Out of all this, I owe it to you, the hero who uncovered the New Federation’s worm-burial scheme.”
Yang Ming nodded, “Thanks for the compliment.”
The Fourth Pioneer cursed, “You’ve made it impossible for us to predict the narrative!”
“Faya’s non-intervention means they allow it,” Yang Ming smiled, “It’s fair for everyone; none of us can predict.”
The corner of the Fourth Pioneer’s mouth twitched, “Do you know? To better complete our mission as Pioneers, my home planet trained hundreds of millions of young people to memorize the development history of the Milky Way in ‘Abyss’! Our schools included it in the curriculum!”
Damn, were other civilizations this well-prepared?
“You knew the meaning of ‘Abyss’ in advance?”
“If your civilization had advanced a little to Second Level, you could have obtained it,” the Fourth Pioneer’s eyes flickered with confusion, “Could it be, has your civilization not achieved controlled nuclear fusion yet? Could it be you can’t even extract geocore energy?”
Yang Ming calmly replied, “Of course we can; my hometown is Level 0.9.”
“No wonder,” the Fourth Pioneer smirked, “then your civilization is in danger. If it’s three advances out of five, two must be eliminated.”
Yang Ming rubbed his brow, and accidentally wrinkled his face cover, so he simply took it off, revealing the handsome features he inherited from Hanton.
“Preserving the original civilization can be achieved by establishing protected areas,” Yang Ming said, “As long as we can climb to higher positions within our respective political bodies, set aside a small Administrative Star, and maintain the culture and history of our home planet, there naturally wouldn’t be any problems.”
The Fourth Pioneer cursed, “Do you think everyone can directly earn military merits by slaying a Mother Worm like you? The path I’m on now is already the quickest I can achieve!”
“Let’s talk more about the scoring ranking system, or give me that archive.”
“The archive is destroyed.”
The Fourth Pioneer indicated a Mechanical Guard nearby:
“You’ve been detecting my bodily data since earlier; you should be able to determine if I’m lying or not. I have no need to lie to you because that game no longer relates to us. We are merely doing the refugee resettlement work post civilization advancement of the game.
“Tch, as powerful as you are, White Ghost, even if you carve out a family business in the Empire, your civilization still can’t advance; that would be the ultimate joke.”
Then it had nothing to do with him.