Zhang Yuan nodded in front of the monitor and said with a smile, "He speaks really well; this diplomat is quite impressive!"
Old Yang felt a bit proud and was satisfied with this statent.
However, upon hearing the answer, the Lainino people fell into deep thought.
This display by the new Human Civilization was actually for themselves, for their future generations to see; it had little to do with who the Lainino people were, whether monkeys or apes...
The Lainino Civilization didn’t possess enough benefits worth plundering by humans. The other side’s argunt was very realistic, logical, and even a bit cold, making these white-furred apes feel sowhat stifled. They had developed for so long, and yet they didn’t even offer enough benefit to warrant plundering.
This further emphasized the vast gap between the two sides...
Moreover, a race trembling with apprehension, planning their future for thousands, tens of thousands of years, evoked a sense of fear and even a bit of sha within them...
This was sothing they simply couldn’t achieve... The Lainino people only cared about the next few years. Even if their high-level leaders could envision a bit further, the vast majority of their populace was concerned only with the next few years, living day by day.
If it were rely technological superiority, these Lainino people might have felt a bit defiant, but now, the reason for the other side’s strength had an intrinsic cause. This inner spirit was sothing they could never possess.
Therefore, the new Human Civilization was more powerful than theirs, and they had no response.
Whether their Lainino Civilization was just a Sinking Civilization on display in a museum remained a big question...
And so, the three-day visit quickly ca to an end.
The six thousand Lainino people were sent back to their Mother Star, and the entire ceremonial process was conducted impeccably, with no fault to be found.
Throughout the return journey, these Lainino people were almost completely silent, as if they were greatly shocked.
The Nobles had their own ideas, the scientists had their own, and the writers too...
The Nobles were thinking about how to join this Alliance, how to use this experience to bring greater benefits to their own families.
The Alliance was overwhelmingly powerful; even the crumbs that fell through the gaps between their fingers were enough to utterly crush the Lainino Civilization...
A grain of sand from the Alien Alliance was a mountain to the Lainino people!
"Even if we can’t join in the end, we must use this powerful Alien Alliance to conduct a global reshuffle!"
So scientists, however, had developed a peculiar longing for this Alien Alliance, akin to the pure emotions faced with a sacred mountain. A small number of these scientific personnel wished they could offer everything in their beings to this great mountain...
Every individual is inevitably simple and innocent at birth. Within a Sinking Civilization, there are always a few who aspire to truth, and the prospect of unblemished land carries a fatal attraction for them.
In fact, deep down, these scientists knew their civilization could never join the Alliance.
Yes, it was impossible...
Were they not aware of their own situation? A mass of drug addicts, an elite class completely severed from the general populace. After mandatory education, the average person would simply carry out their lives, taking up simple jobs, living out their days in diocrity. Coupled with the dia’s long-term brainwashing of the masses, political party competition—turning the whole society into a haze of chaos...
Putting these aside, the entire educational ethos of their civilization was abnormal. Students were exploited by their supervisors during their studies, pseudoscience was rampant, and a powerful vested interest class had ford. This Academic Gatekeeper culture was deeply ingrained and without external force to supervise, change was impossible.
How could such a civilization possibly join what’s called the "Progress Alliance"? If they really could join, these scientific personnel would actually be disappointed in the Alliance...
"What is progress, and why must we progress?"
This is a difficult question to answer.
With various thoughts in their minds, the thousands of people quickly dispersed after their return to the Mother Star, each reporting their experiences.
Looking at the high-rise buildings of their holand, the endless stream of people, they always felt a sense of tastelessness, as if chewing wax, utterly lifeless, and deeply disappointed.
Yes, utterly lifeless. Anyone with clear eyes could feel the difference between the two, not to ntion the vast technological gap, there was also a significant spiritual difference.
Seeing a crowd of beggars lying on the ground numbing themselves with electronic hormones, and the cheering crowds who won the "Great Escape" bet, those who lost their entire fortunes becoming new beggars, using drugs to numb themselves...
All sorts of entertainnt activities resulted in a relatively low cri rate for the entire civilization. But could this kind of social stability really withstand scrutiny? Thinking this, many Lainino people felt irritable and annoyed...
Even so magnates, so nobles, felt dissatisfaction with the world they ruled.
What the hell was going on?!
There’s no harm without contrast!
The noble youth, Orn, sighed. For the first ti, he felt a sense of disillusionnt with his own civilization.
But there were still many issues to be addressed, and regardless, they had to face reality. They were them, and aliens were aliens; their identities wouldn’t change after a single diplomatic visit.
On the surface, there were no significant ripples in Lainino civilization, but beneath, turbulent undercurrents were surging. High-level etings, debates, discussions, conflicts of interest between different forces, the internal tension was extre.
These successful returnees brought back a wealth of information about the Alien Alliance, especially one point: this alliance, which carried a hint of goodwill, seed likely to depart in two years, so it posed no threat to them.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, they could only assu it was...
Two years was enough ti for them to accomplish a great deal!
They needed more points to exchange for the high-tech of this Alliance!
...
On the other hand, the New Human Civilization also needed to use this Sinking Civilization to complete so matters: first was the research on Thought Acceleration, as the Unreal Laboratory wanted to capture so of the Lainino people, especially natives with abnormal thought patterns, for study.
Those who used Grade C electronic hormones had permanently altered thought patterns.
Thought Acceleration was the main purpose of silicon-based modifications and a hallmark of Level 5 Civilization’s superiority, and even if the process was sowhat inhumane, it was essential research. Therefore, Lainino Civilization could acquire points by trafficking in their population.
The second, of course, was the issue of education. Only through comparison could gaps be felt, could the present’s beauty be appreciated, so there were plans to organize groups of students to visit this planet for a series of exchanges. This was also an excellent plan, achievable with a modest outlay of points.
Under such a supply-demand relationship, the two sides naturally ca to an agreent.
Of course, New Human Civilization didn’t want to cause too much disturbance; the process also required Lainino cooperation, after all, it was fair trade, free trade.
A small deal like this, it was okay for humans to suffer a small loss, business is business, but integrity is essential...
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