Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Your thoughts may be right, but they are too ideal to be realized at all. ”

The voice faded, “The Third World War has caused deep trauma to our civilization, and even a hundred years later, the trauma is merely scabs, with pus and scabies in it that have yet to really heal - perhaps never heal.

“How is it possible for all mankind to turn them into noble, pure, selfless people with just decades of ‘death education' and give up hope of survival to the children of their enemies in the past, when the whole of mankind is barely united by the threat of annihilation?

“And those fat minds, high and noble, will only let the civilian population die for their benefit under the guise of a crown palace and a glorious flag, and vice versa, is it possible?

“These powerful and wealthy people, who believe that all immigrant starships and star navigation technologies have been developed by them, will never give up the living space on immigrant starships to ‘dirty, vile' civilian children.

“Who, you say, is eligible to escape by age, but the social order at that time was far from restoring stability a hundred years ago, and the Earth Council was relatively weak in its control, making it impossible to conduct a large-scale census. Is it possible to distinguish age by its appearance alone?

“Even with the bone age test, there's plenty of room to go up and down, and people who have the right to be rich can always figure out ways, an 18-year-old noble kid and a 16-year-old civilian kid, who do you think is more likely to end up on an immigrant starship?

“Besides, even if everything goes according to the most idealistic expectations, a group of ignorant children and adolescents have really been selected to embark on immigration starships and become the new hope of our civilization. Do you think they will be able to create a new era of 'justice, goodness, light’?

“You underestimate the ruthlessness and cruelty that lies deep inside us, or all the carbon-based intelligent life genes.

“In our literary history, there was a book called" The Fly King, "about a group of children between the ages of six and twelve who were left alone on an island because of a plane crash, living in harmony at first, but soon erupted into a story of extreme evil of humanity, mutilation and total destruction - not even a story like this, where ignorant children could smile and tear apart dragonfly wings and burn live ants with magnifying glass to see how horrible the evil was born.

“If your idea really came true, it would only turn an immigrant starship into a bloody island that kills each other and breeds a bunch of 'fly kings’ hovering around the stars and oceans. ”

Li Yao was a little uncomfortable, trying to distinguish, but the voice continued: "Yes, I know what you're trying to say. You want to say that there are still a lot of women on the immigration ship, as well as fully automated self-regulation educational robots, who can take care of future generations.

“But I want to tell you that sociologists and psychologists at the time did a lot of research and experiments, and in this closed and unknown environment, women behaved much better than children, who, with the stimulation of estrogen and hormones, would even turn into more horrible mothers and beasts.

“And the so-called 'fully automatic self-regulating educational robot', something like artificial intelligence, if we break it down so that it can never hurt children, but only inflict painless‘ punishment ’, will soon be seen through its bottom line by the children, ignoring the indoctrination of its bitter mother tongue; if we allow artificial intelligence to do anything to the children, there is no way to avoid it turning them into slaves to it, being nested by artificial intelligence and becoming a tragedy at the core of our civilization.

“In short, your thoughts, which we have considered very carefully and carefully, the result of countless inferences, are still without any operability. ”

After a long time of indulgence, Li Yao said: "So, by drawing lots, everything is entirely random with luck - didn't you say that ‘luck’ is the most critical factor in the birth and rise of a civilization? Then let the lucky ones continue the civilization of 'luck'! ”

“You still don't understand. ”

The voice was deep, “No prior public, bottom-up selection method will work, because the unsuccessful candidate will never be able to accept his own demise - even if a saint of goodness, morality and character can resolutely and resolutely sacrifice himself, then his children, his children's children, his dental daughter, his sons still in chains, can he personally stifle the hope of their survival?

“There is always a dark screen, there is always private fraud, there is always a way to escape selection, to board the 'vip’ channel leading directly to the immigration starship, and centuries of war, radiation and plague have completely severed the elite and the civilian class. No matter how 'fair, open and fair' the selection you claim, it will not be possible to gain a tiny bit of trust in the civilian class, with the end result that the entire planet will be plunged into endless riots the day after the 'escape list' was published.

“The tester, tell me, in the long history of your nascent human civilization, has not a planet been hit by meteorites, solar storms and other natural disasters? Are these planets able to retreat in an orderly and calm manner in the face of natural disasters? ”

Li Yao mute silently.

The voice is absolutely correct, and the human civilization of Pangu Universe has encountered a similar situation, namely, when Li Yao just left his hometown and broke into the star sea, he came to the "planetary realm”.

The indigenous peoples of the planetary world were also attacked by meteorites 5,000 years ago. As a result, the meteorite attack took place some time ago, and the entire planetary world was divided into “homeless” and “star factions”, attacking each other and even killing each other. Five thousand years later, the resulting rifts still profoundly change the face of the entire planetary world, so fragile that extraterritorial celestial demons and immortals travel between the dark stars.

You know, even 5,000 years ago, the world of stars had a very mature psychic industrial system and a considerable amount of crystalline energy, and even a large number of starships left over from the time of the Star Sea Empire —— and the technology to make those starships even made it all the way to Pangu Civilization, that is, the astronauts of that time had quite a powerful ability to navigate the stars and seas, much better than the "poor and white” Tai Ancient Earthlings.

How could the ancient Earthlings be spared from the extreme chaos that preceded the Holocaust?

So, the voice is right, and no public selection, exaggerated in advance, will ever work, but will awaken the demon that lies beneath everyone's heart.

“So...”

Li Yao felt his voice echoing in the sea of awareness was a little dull, “What should I do? ”

“Bottom-up selection cannot be effective and only top-down selection can be successful. ”

The voice said, "In other words, there is no ‘open, fair, fair’ selection, but a highly centralized, iron-blooded man who, according to his own will, chooses passengers who meet his criteria and flees the Earth without the knowledge of the vast majority of the population. ”

“What!”

Li Yao's soul suddenly contracted, “How is this possible? ”

“Why not? ”

The voice said, "A range of technologies, such as starship refining, star sea navigation and human hibernation, are in the hands of expert scholars, and the vast majority of resources are supplied by powerful and wealthy people. The vast majority of the population has no opportunity and are not qualified to know the progress of the entire project, let alone when the immigration starship will be completed and when it will sail, so it is only necessary to ensure that a small proportion of those associated with the 'Starsea Migration Project' will be able to board the starship.

“Very fortunately, expert scholars, millionaires and engineers, workers and even soldiers working day and night around the 'Star Sea Immigration Project' are the smartest and strongest individuals in our civilization who have the best hope of continuing the entire civilization and flourishing deep in the star sea.

“You can reproach us for our ruthlessness, for our shamelessness, and for the fate of those innocent people, but we have no choice, and that is the only solution. ”

The voice said that the thousands of choices presented in front of Li Yao, either crushed and extinguished, or turned dead grey and white, the only option left, still blooming dark gold.

“This...”

Li Yao bit his teeth and his soul moved with some agitation, spreading a circle of uncertain ripples.

After all, he is not a golden slaughter, not even Boss Bai and Li Jialing and others.

If it was Kim Tu, no, don't use Kim Tu, as long as people like Boss Bai, Li Jialing, Longyang King and Li Linghai would not hesitate to choose the only “right answer”?

If Lu Light Dust and the Bloody Demon break through this level, they won't even make a mistake, choosing from the beginning to “top-down, hide the truth”, choosing to escape with a handful of powerful, wealthy and elite people?

Only Li Yao, in front of this “only option”, was upset and unable to decide.

The voice was silent and seemed to be patiently awaiting Li Yao's choice.

Even at a time when Li Yao entered and retreated into Weigu, left and right were difficult, the voice proactively said: “Wait a minute. ”

Li Yao slightly smiled: “What's wrong? ”

“One tester failed. ”

The voice didn't move and said, "We have to get rid of him first. ”

Without waiting for Li Yao to react, his left half of his vision appeared to be translucent, and he suddenly saw the Pangu mighty "exterminator" floating not far from him.

This Pangu Residual Commander at the end of the Flood Wars was one of the most powerful in the Pangu universe. His wisdom, will and fighting power were remarkable. Even if Li Yao activated the full power of the Divine Period, he would not necessarily be able to confront him positively.

But now, the look he couldn't bear to see only reminded Li Yao of eight words - “artificial knife, I am fish meat”!